Naturally, I’d be called a slut many times over later in life — not unlike most girls. I was called a slut when my boobs grew faster than others’. I was called a slut when I had a boyfriend (even though we weren’t having sex). I was called a slut when I didn’t have a boyfriend and kissed a random boy at a party. I was called a slut when I had the nerve to talk about sex. I was called a slut when I wore a bikini on a weekend trip with high school friends. It seems the word “slut” can be applied to any activity that doesn’t include knitting, praying, or sitting perfectly still lest any sudden movements be deemed whorish.