<<add "masturbateweek" 1>><<add "sexskill" 1>><<less "smarts" 1>><<less "arousal" 80>><<if $arousal lt 0>><<set $arousal to 0>><</if>>
<center><<if $open gte 50 and $friendsevents.count("Open50") is 0>><<pickup $friendsevents "Open50" 1>>My recent exposure to the world and its people pushes me to a different kind of search as I start playing with myself today, lying in my bed. As I look at the screen of my phone, I am intrigued by the appearance of a video titled "Anal Training: The guide to a fulfilled sex life."
//I want to have a fulfilled sex life!//
Eager to learn what this video has to offer, I click on it, as it starts with video after video of phat asses twerking in front of the camera. These different sexy asses floating in front of my face are soon joined by a feminine voice over, enticing people to work on their butts, and improve them, claiming about their importance in grabbing men's attention. Clamoring for the naughty art of self-exploration, not willing it to end at the front, to allow our hands to explore the back, to allow more than our hands to explore the back.
And I listen, allowing my hands to drift lower, behind, to explore my backside, my ass, my other hole.
And I play, and allow fingers to drift in, as I follow the guidance of the video.
<<picmid "masturbation/anal-exploration.jpg">>
<<s stranger>>Need more? You can get more. A buttplug is constant, passive training. Get yours now, grow your anal capabilities today.<</s>>
I am taken by the beauty of the video, the beauty of the bodies drifting in front of me, and I allow myself to explore more, two fingers, three...
I need to buy a buttplug from Nexus Toys if I intend to train myself better. There is a beauty to this, and I need to seek that beauty.
<<elseif $cuck gte 20 and $friendsevents.count("Cuck20") is 0>><<set _messageseen to false>><<pickup $friendsevents "Cuck20" 1>>My hands drifting lower to play with my kitty, I felt myself heating up as I chose to enhance my imagination with some sort of video on my phone.
Searching through the different options on display at the home page, a particularly intriguing video catches my attention.
"''Big Black Cock stretches Virgin Pussy''"
The title being enough to catch my attention, I decide to press on the video.
<<picmid "porn/interracial-licking.jpg" "In preparation...">>
Her moans immediately fill the room as the black guy is quick to attack her snatch with his probing tongue, tasting her nectar and preparing her for what was about to come.
As he relaxes his oral ministrations, the imposing masculine figure moves to between her legs, preparing hismelf to enter her, his dominant cock black, angry, ready to impale her.
<<picmid "porn/interracial-door.jpg" "At the door...">>
<div id='ping'><<link "*Ping*">><<set $ericmessage to 5>><<replace "#ping">>A notification sounds off, as the upper corner of my phone informs me of a message from <<light Eric>>. What the fuck does he want now?
(check the phone to continue the scene)
<<timed 5s>><<link "Go back to the porn">><<if _messageseen is false>><<replace "#pong">>I have yet to check my friend's message.<</replace>><<elseif _messageseen is true>><<replace "#ping">>That intruder now dealt with, I went back to the beautiful video I was watching, my fingers eagerly searching for my own treasure as the hulking black figure entered that of the virgin white girl he controlled.
<<picmid "porn/interracial-penetration.jpg" "Insertion and pleasure">>
The striking difference between their skin tones was impressive, as I watched in rapt attention as he stretched her out to accomodate him.
What a stupid fuck that <<light Eric>> guy is, he could never do that to anyone.
The stray thoughts played in my head, comparing the wimpy figure of my friend to the hulking one I saw in front of me.
There was no denying that my fantasies would never be met with him, yet I enjoyed them as I continued playing with myself to completion.
What a beautiful imagination. Could it become true someday?
<</replace>><</if>><</link>><</timed>><div id='pong'></div>
<</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif $sexskill gte 10 and $friendsevents.count("SexSkill1") is 0>><<pickup $friendsevents "SexSkill1" 1>><video loop autoplay src="images/masturbation/rubbing-table.mp4" max-width="60%"/>
My exploring hands roaming across my body, I discover the beauty of playing with different eregenous zones, in discovering the different areas of my body and how they react to my agile hands. And I feel myself squirm under my own touch in self-discovery.
The softness of my skin clashes against my wanton search of pleasure and relief, and I slowly realize that different strokes have different effects over me, not quite wanting one in particular but rather a pletora of different ministrations. My self-pleasuring brings with it the realization that my body is special, intricate, unique. This knowledge also fits other bodies... And I notice that I now have a deeper understanding of what it means to make love or have sex.
//Now let's cum.// I think to myself as my hands speed up on my body, searching for orgasm.
<<elseif $sexskill gte 20 and $friendsevents.count("SexSkill2") is 0>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<pickup $friendsevents "SexSkill2" 1>>As my hands drift lower, playing with my folds as I toy with myself, I choose to help my imagination by watching a video as motivation.
On my phone, I call to my help a video of a beautful interracial couple, their hands roaming across each other as they discover the other's body.
The contrast between their skins is enticing, as I feel myself drawn to the action happening on the screen. Their sweaty bodies, hard, in heat, merge against one another.
Then his hand rests on the top of her head, lowering her to her knees, as she stares at the python hiding behind his pants.
She reaches up and removes the cloth, lowering it to the ground to reveal the huge member waiting for her oral attention.
<<picmid "porn/interracial-bj.jpg">>
She looks at it with need, before attacking it with her lips and mouth. And I watch in rapt attention as she keeps trying to get more and more of it in her mouth, eager to show that she has what it takes to push herself further.
And she does! The huge member disappears into her mouth and down her throat, as I keep my fidgeting and my hand working on my clit, searching for pleasure of my own.
//How can she take all of this in her mouth?//
Thoughts swirl in my head as I reach my satisfaction, eager and happy to have found this sweet relief.
I wonder how hard it is to do waht she does... Maybe I can find something to help me discover that?<<elseif $sexskill gte 20 and $wardrobe.count("dildo") is 0>><<less "sexskill" 1>>As I play with myself today, I notice myself longing for something to train on, suck on. I need to get a dildo from Nexus Toys!
Otherwise, I won't be able to improve my skills in that matter...<<elseif $sexskill gte 25>>My exploration of what it takes to completely pleasure a cock continues, as I push my limits with the dildo I had recently bought.
<<switch random(1, 2)>><<case 1>><<picmid "porn/dildo-bj.jpg">><<case 2>><<picmid "porn/dildo-bj2.jpg">><</switch>>
Eager to be trying this girthy member, I push myself onto the cock, trying to take more and more of it in my mouth. Although my gag reflex is still there, I find myself outgrowing it, my body adapting to the activity and eager to be taking more of it inside. I can feel the progress clearly as I toy with my nether regions, spit dripping all over my heaving breasts. It's getting closer!<<elseif $sexskill gte 20>>With my new toy in hand, I issue the challenge to myself to take all of its length inside of my mouth, to go deeper in my depraved search for accomplished blowing.
<<switch random(1, 2)>><<case 1>><<picmid "porn/dildo-bj.jpg">><<case 2>><<picmid "porn/dildo-bj2.jpg">><</switch>>
I gag quite a bit as I struggle to take the huge member in, but am hopeful to be finding the right angle to work with.
As I finish, I notice the mess I've made of myself with all the spit I've let come out. This is gonna take a while to master...<<else>><<switch random(1, 8)>>
<<case 1>><img src="images/masturbation/clothed-bed.webp" width="60%">
Lying in bed, I play with myself over my clothes, eventually finding satisfaction.
<<case 2>><video loop autoplay src="images/masturbation/clothed.mp4" max-width="60%"/>
Still in my clothes, I lie down on the floor of my room, playing with myself and soaking the pants I'm wearing.
<<case 3>><video loop autoplay src="images/masturbation/masturbate1.mp4" max-width="60%"/>
Rubbing my clit softly and expertly, I bring myself to a very satisfying orgasm.
<<case 4>><video loop autoplay src="images/masturbation/no-undies.mp4" max-width="60%"/>
My body, long begging for a mind-shattering release, squirms and twists as I bring myself to a beautiful orgasm.
<<case 5>><video loop autoplay src="images/masturbation/rubbing-table.mp4" max-width="60%"/>
Feral in search of an orgasm, I hump the corner of a table, bringing myself to an embarrassing release.
<<case 6>><video loop autoplay src="images/masturbation/shower1.mp4" max-width="60%"/>
The shower is a great place for my naughty games as I bring myself to an orgasm muffled by the sound of running water.
<<case 7>><video loop autoplay src="images/masturbation/shower2.mp4" max-width="60%"/>
The shower is a great place for my naughty games as I bring myself to an orgasm muffled by the sound of running water.
<<case 8>><img src="images/masturbation/still.webp" width="60%">
Fiddling with my clit as I rub it nicely, I bring myself to a beautiful, satisfying orgasm.
<<default>>I masturbate. It is nice.
<</switch>><</if>>
<<link "Go Back" "Management">><</link>></center>I watch porn. It is fun.<<add "arousal" 20>>
<<link "Masturbate" "BedroomPlay">><</link>>
<<link "go back" "Management">><</link>><center><<set $smartsweek to true>><img src="images/locations/laptop.png" width="100%">
Opening my laptop, I open a browser and look at the different options available to me, wondering which of these topics I want to have more knowledge in, and what benefits might come out of them.
<div id="LaptopResearch"><<if $corruption <= 30>><<dark "Look at porn<img src='images/icons/corruption.png'>" "Porn doesn't interest me.<br>I'm not falling for that ploy.">><<elseif $masturbateweek <= 3>><<link "Look at porn<img src='Images/Icons/Corruption.png'>" "PornWatch">><<less "smarts" 1>><<set $porn to true>><</link>><</if>>|<<if $sportsmarts == 3>><<dark "Research Sports and Workouts<img src='images/icons/athletics.png'>" "I've researched enough on the topic of sports and my body.<br>I don't feel the need to know more and don't believe it'll aid me in any way.">><<else>><<link 'Research Sports and Workouts<img src="Images/Icons/Athletics.png">'>><<replace "#LaptopResearch">><<if $sportsmarts == 0>> Looking at different charts and pictures tied to female bodies and how sports affect different muscles, I find myself more knowledgeable, eager to apply this newfound knowledge during my own workouts. <<elseif $sportsmarts == 1>> Intensifying my research into bodies, I notice the amount of papers related to glutes and the different workouts related to this part of the human body, and how important it is to intensify workouts related to it. I vow to concentrate on that in my next workout.<<elseif $sportsmarts == 2>> My research today takes me to see videos of influencers and fitness practitioners with intensive knowledge leading active workout session across the web. Taking that information to myself and boosted by a wave of energy, I find an opportunity to engage in a workout of my own, should I choose to do so too.<br><<link "Workout" "Workout">><</link>><</if>><</replace>><<add "smarts" 1>><<add "sportsmarts" 1>><</link>><</if>>|<<link 'Study<img src="images/icons/smarts.png">'>><<add "grade" 1>><<add "smarts" 1>><<replace "#LaptopResearch">>Going back to the coursework and doing my own additional research, I give myself the space to study and improve on whatever I might have missed earlier in class. I feel quite accomplished in doing so, although it doesn't seem like it aids me in my goal to become Prom Queen.<</replace>><</link>></div>
<<link "Remove the laptop" "Management">><</link>></center><div id="drink"><<link 'Recipes'>><<script>>
Dialog.setup("Recipes", "res");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Recipes").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>>
<<switch random(1, 12)>>
<<case 1>><<pickup $work "Creamart Random Event 1" 1>><div id="drink">The client requested a <<s Author>>Cappuccino<</s>>
.
<label><<checkbox "_espresso" false true autocheck>> Espresso Shot</label>
<label><<checkbox "_steamedmilk" false true autocheck>> Steamed Milk</label>
<label><<checkbox "_foam" false true autocheck>> Foam</label>
<label><<checkbox "_chocopowder" false true autocheck>> Chocolate Powder</label>
<label><<checkbox "_whitechoco" false true autocheck>> White Chocolate</label>
<label><<checkbox "_caramel" false true autocheck>> Caramel Sauce</label>
<label><<checkbox "_sugar" false true autocheck>> Sugar</label>
<<link "continue">><<if _espresso is true and _steamedmilk is true and _foam is true and _chocopowder is false and _whitechoco is false and _caramel is false and _sugar is false>><<set _tip to random(1, 10)>><<add "money" _tip>><<replace "#drink">><video src="images/work/creamart/serving1.mp4" max-width="60%"/>
Proud of my work, I present the cappuccino cup I have created with a smile. The client is happy and tips me an additional <<print _tip>>$.<</replace>><<else>><<replace "#drink">><video src="images/work/creamart/wrong1.mp4" max-width="60%"/>
I present the wrong cup of coffee, and utterly embarrassed have to redo the order.
I get paid a meager 10$ for my work today, with no additional tips.<</replace>><</if>><</link>></div>
<<case 2>><<pickup $work "Creamart Random Event 2" 1>><div id="drink">The client requested a <<s Author>>Cafe Latte<</s>>
.
<label><<checkbox "_espresso" false true autocheck>> Espresso Shot</label>
<label><<checkbox "_steamedmilk" false true autocheck>> Steamed Milk</label>
<label><<checkbox "_foam" false true autocheck>> Foam</label>
<label><<checkbox "_chocopowder" false true autocheck>> Chocolate Powder</label>
<label><<checkbox "_whitechoco" false true autocheck>> White Chocolate</label>
<label><<checkbox "_caramel" false true autocheck>> Caramel Sauce</label>
<label><<checkbox "_sugar" false true autocheck>> Sugar</label>
<<link "continue">><<if _espresso is true and _steamedmilk is true and _foam is false and _chocopowder is false and _whitechoco is false and _caramel is false and _sugar is false>><<set _tip to random(1, 10)>><<add "money" _tip>><<replace "#drink">><video src="images/work/creamart/serving2.mp4" max-width="60%"/>
Proud of my work, I present the cafe latte I have created with a smile. The client is happy and tips me an additional <<print _tip>>$.<</replace>><<else>><<replace "#drink">><video src="images/work/creamart/wrong1.mp4" max-width="60%"/>
I present the wrong cup of coffee, and utterly embarrassed have to redo the order.
I get paid a meager 10$ for my work today, with no additional tips.<</replace>><</if>><</link>></div>
<<case 3>><<pickup $work "Creamart Random Event 3" 1>><div id="drink">The client requested a <<s Author>>Mocha Cafe<</s>>
.
<label><<checkbox "_espresso" false true autocheck>> Espresso Shot</label>
<label><<checkbox "_steamedmilk" false true autocheck>> Steamed Milk</label>
<label><<checkbox "_foam" false true autocheck>> Foam</label>
<label><<checkbox "_chocopowder" false true autocheck>> Chocolate Powder</label>
<label><<checkbox "_whitechoco" false true autocheck>> White Chocolate</label>
<label><<checkbox "_caramel" false true autocheck>> Caramel Sauce</label>
<label><<checkbox "_sugar" false true autocheck>> Sugar</label>
<<link "continue">><<if _espresso is true and _steamedmilk is true and _foam is false and _chocopowder is true and _whitechoco is false and _caramel is false and _sugar is true>><<set _tip to random(1, 10)>><<add "money" _tip>><<replace "#drink">><video src="images/work/creamart/serving3.mp4" max-width="60%"/>
Proud of my work, I present the Mocha Coffee I have created with a smile. The client is happy and tips me an additional <<print _tip>>$.<</replace>><<else>><<replace "#drink">><video src="images/work/creamart/wrong1.mp4" max-width="60%"/>
I present the wrong cup of coffee, and utterly embarrassed have to redo the order.
I get paid a meager 10$ for my work today, with no additional tips.<</replace>><</if>><</link>></div>
<<case 4>><<pickup $work "Creamart Random Event 4" 1>><div id="drink">The client requested a <<s Author>>White Mocha Coffee<</s>>
.
<label><<checkbox "_espresso" false true autocheck>> Espresso Shot</label>
<label><<checkbox "_steamedmilk" false true autocheck>> Steamed Milk</label>
<label><<checkbox "_foam" false true autocheck>> Foam</label>
<label><<checkbox "_chocopowder" false true autocheck>> Chocolate Powder</label>
<label><<checkbox "_whitechoco" false true autocheck>> White Chocolate</label>
<label><<checkbox "_caramel" false true autocheck>> Caramel Sauce</label>
<label><<checkbox "_sugar" false true autocheck>> Sugar</label>
<<link "continue">><<if _espresso is true and _steamedmilk is true and _foam is false and _chocopowder is false and _whitechoco is true and _caramel is false and _sugar is false>><<set _tip to random(1, 10)>><<add "money" _tip>><<replace "#drink">><video src="images/work/creamart/serving4.mp4" max-width="60%"/>
Proud of my work, I present the White Mocha Coffee I have created with a smile. The client is happy and tips me an additional <<print _tip>>$.<</replace>><<else>><<replace "#drink">><video src="images/work/creamart/wrong1.mp4" max-width="60%"/>
I present the wrong cup of coffee, and utterly embarrassed have to redo the order.
I get paid a meager 10$ for my work today, with no additional tips.<</replace>><</if>><</link>></div>
<<case 5>><<pickup $work "Creamart Random Event 5" 1>><div id="drink">The client requested a <<s Author>>Caramel Macchiato<</s>>.
.
<label><<checkbox "_espresso" false true autocheck>> Espresso Shot</label>
<label><<checkbox "_steamedmilk" false true autocheck>> Steamed Milk</label>
<label><<checkbox "_foam" false true autocheck>> Foam</label>
<label><<checkbox "_chocopowder" false true autocheck>> Chocolate Powder</label>
<label><<checkbox "_whitechoco" false true autocheck>> White Chocolate</label>
<label><<checkbox "_caramel" false true autocheck>> Caramel Sauce</label>
<label><<checkbox "_sugar" false true autocheck>> Sugar</label>
<<link "continue">><<if _espresso is true and _steamedmilk is true and _foam is false and _chocopowder is false and _whitechoco is false and _caramel is true and _sugar is false>><<set _tip to random(1, 10)>><<add "money" _tip>><<replace "#drink">><video src="images/work/creamart/serving3.mp4" max-width="60%"/>
Proud of my work, I present the Caramel Macchiato I have created with a smile. The client is happy and tips me an additional <<print _tip>>$.<</replace>><<else>><<replace "#drink">><video src="images/work/creamart/wrong1.mp4" max-width="60%"/>
I present the wrong cup of coffee, and utterly embarrassed have to redo the order.
I get paid a meager 10$ for my work today, with no additional tips.<</replace>><</if>><</link>></div>
<<case 6>><<pickup $work "Creamart Random Event 6" 1>><div id="drink">The client requested a <<s Author>>Plain American<</s>>
.
<label><<checkbox "_espresso" false true autocheck>> Espresso Shot</label>
<label><<checkbox "_steamedmilk" false true autocheck>> Steamed Milk</label>
<label><<checkbox "_foam" false true autocheck>> Foam</label>
<label><<checkbox "_chocopowder" false true autocheck>> Chocolate Powder</label>
<label><<checkbox "_whitechoco" false true autocheck>> White Chocolate</label>
<label><<checkbox "_caramel" false true autocheck>> Caramel Sauce</label>
<label><<checkbox "_sugar" false true autocheck>> Sugar</label>
<<link "continue">><<if _espresso is true and _steamedmilk is false and _foam is false and _chocopowder is false and _whitechoco is false and _caramel is false and _sugar is false>><<set _tip to random(1, 10)>><<add "money" _tip>><<replace "#drink">><video src="images/work/creamart/serving2.mp4" max-width="60%"/>
Proud of my work, I present the Plain American I have created with a smile. The plain client is happy and tips me an additional <<print _tip>>$.<</replace>><<else>><<replace "#drink">><video src="images/work/creamart/wrong1.mp4" max-width="60%"/>
I present the wrong cup of coffee, and utterly embarrassed have to redo the order.
I get paid a meager 10$ for my work today, with no additional tips.<</replace>><</if>><</link>></div>
<<case 7>><<pickup $work "Creamart Random Event 7" 1>><center><<pic Elio>>My coworker at Creamart.
Friendship: $Elio
<</pic>></center>Hard at work to create orders for clients, I notice that <<light Elio>> is half-assing his job today, basically all but distracted.
I know he's my superior at work, but I don't know how to react to this. After all, we're co-workers and are supposed to pull for each other...
<div id='choices'><<if $subdom gte -5>><<link "Call him out">><<replace "#choices">>I approach my coworker, trying to get him back to work.
<<s Author>>Hey Elio, a bit of help here? I'm kinda swamped!<</s>>
<<s Elio>>Hey <<print $name>>... You sure you are? You seem to be handling it just fine...<</s>> His confident tone is quite unnerving as I look at him, incredulous.
<<s Author>>Well I'm not sooo...<</s>>
<<light Elio>> scoffs, before putting him phone away.
<<s Elio>>You really need to work on your speed, <<print $name>>.<</s>>
He eventually joins me at work, his experience immediately apparent as he fires through the requests like a machine.
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Call him out" "I'd rather avoid the confrontation (<img src='images/icons/sub.png'> less than -5)">><</if>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/energy.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Stay silent about it">><<less "energy" 1>><<add "Elio" 1>><<set _tip to random(1, 10)>><<add "money" _tip>><<replace "#choices">>Not wanting a meaningless confrontation, and truly believing he had a reason for his distraction, I am hard at work to fill people's orders, exerting myself to really push my limits. Thanks to that, I also manage to collect a nice tip on top of my regular work.
<<light Elio>> smiles at me towards the end of the shift.
<<s Elio>>You did a great job today, <<print $name>>. Thanks for picking up the slack.<</s>>
I feel oddly proud of myself, despite not really caring about his praise.
<</replace>><</link>></div>
<<case 8>><<pickup $work "Creamart Random Event 8" 1>><<less "energy" 1>><center><<pic Jordan>>My boss at Creamart.<</pic>></center>Our boss, <<light Jordan>>, doesn't often survey our work, so long as we don't receive complaints from customers. Today, however, is a different tale, as his scrutinity is unmatched, constantly remarking areas where we might need improvement. It is a tiring day that ends with me even more tired than usual.
<<case 9>><<if $work.count("Creamart Random Event 9") is 0>><<pickup $work "Creamart Random Event 9" 1>><center><<pic Jordan>>My boss at Creamart.<</pic>></center>Working at Creamart has its high moments, and its lows. These later ones often come when <<light Jordan>> is around. Often serious and demanding, this time however was unusually peaceful, as we shared the load of work.
<<s Jordan>>You're really a smart girl, do you know that <<print $name>>?<</s>> Came his unexpected compliment.
I looked at him confused.
<<s Jordan>>You know how to listen, you take criticism well. I like that about you.<</s>> He clarified.
I felt myself blush a bit.
<<s Author>>Wow. Thank you. That's kind of you.<</s>> I was flattered.
<<s Jordan>>Keep it up. I have high hopes for you.<</s>>
Smiling to myself as he got back to work, I couldn't help but feel proud in that moment.
//Why does his opinion matter so much?//<<else>><center><<pic Jordan>>My boss at Creamart.<</pic>></center>Working alongside <<light Jordan>> yet again, I notice that his mood isn't always sour. He is just a serious man, but also has a kind heart. My mind goes back to the last time we worked together, and I double my effort as I remember the compliments he gave me.<</if>>
<<case 10>><<pickup $work "Creamart Random Event 10" 1>><center><<pic Elio>>My coworker at Creamart.
Friendship: $Elio
<</pic>></center>Working with <<light Elio>> is a coin toss. Sometimes he is the hardest worker in the room, and other times he simply has no intention to work whatosever. Today was one of these moments where I almost don't have to do anything, as he takes up most of the work.
Towards the end of our shift, we are lucky not to have any clients to order their drink.
<<s Elio>>Hey <<print $name>> think you could help me with a few knots in my back?<</s>> He says, painfully trying to reach his back and scratch it against the back of his chair.
<<s Author>>That's what you get for being so active!<</s>> I point out, standing to step behind him.
I looked at the task that awaited me, and considered my options.
<div id='choices'><<link "<img src='images/icons/energy.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Really get to work on him.">><<less "energy" 1>><<add "Elio" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I guess he deserves a real massage...
Putting my hands out, I get to work kneeding and pulling at the muscles on his back, expertly trying to find the knots he previously mentioned and rub them away, methodologically working across his whole back to give him the comfort he needed.
His soft, tame moans of appreciation and grunts of accepted pain tell me even more on what to keep doing, as I keep the pressure where it needs to be, presenting a great work.
Eventually, I find the need to separate from his muscular back as a client comes up to the counter to ask for a beverage, leaving my friend behind to reel with the effects of my masterful massage technique.<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Half-ass it. Not worth it.">><<replace "#choices">>Not really caring to give it my all (after all he isn't a tiping customer), I get to work on his back, softly pulling across it and kneeding his muscles.
My work seems to relax him for a bit as he offers a soft smile.
Soon, we are interrupted by an approaching customer, and <<light Elio>> rushes to their aid, massage forgotten.
//That oughta do it.//<</replace>><</link>></div>
<<case 11>><<pickup $work "Creamart Random Event 11" 1>>A customer approached the counter, immediately placing their order as I filled it out for them. Momentarily distracted by the drink I am making, I look back up to see that they had disappeared and went to sit at a table.
We're not usually a place where we follow people to their tables...
<div id="choices"><<link "Leave the cup at the counter for him to take">><<replace "#choices">>Doing my job to the letter, I place the cup on the counter and go to work cleaning the different machines we use. It is around 10 minutes later that he comes back for it, and by then it is cold to him.
<<s stranger>>Not quite what I expected.<</s>> He announced, not bothering to tip for a... well... mediocre service.<</replace>><</link>>
<<if $subdom lte -5>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Walk over with his drink">><<add "Jordan" 1>><<set _tip to random(1, 10)>><<add "money" _tip>><<replace "#choices">>Grabbing the drink and wanting to please, I walk over to the customer with it and hand it over, flashing a wide smile.
<<s Author>>Your drink sir.<</s>>
<<s stranger>>Ah what a nice service. Thank you my dear.<</s>> He smiles back, tipping me a nice little sum of <<print _tip>>$.
<<s Author>>Thank you sir.<</s>> Slightly bowing out of respect, I take my leave, my eyes catching those of <<light Jordan>>, who is pleasantly impressed.
//Seems like I am doing something right!//<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Walk over with his drink" "Not submissive<img src='images/icons/sub.png'> enough">><</if>></div>
<<case 12>><<if $energy lte 2>>Supremely tired today, I choose to brew myself a cup of coffee, needing the liquid boost to keep me concentrated. The rest of the shift passes in a flash as I fire through orders with an erratic smile.<<elseif $gameDate.getHours() gte 19>><<pickup $work "Creamart Random Event 12" 1>><center><<pic Jordan>>My boss at Creamart.<</pic>></center>As I have taken over a late afternoon shift, I end the day by closing up shop with <<light Jordan>>.
<<s Jordan>>Thanks for staying with me. This whole closing up thing takes a lot of time alone.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Don't mention it. It's a nice change of pace honestly.<</s>>
<<s Jordan>>Hey if you like it I wouldn't mind your company more often.<</s>> He flashes his wide smile, eager to have me alleviate his load... Some other time.<<else>><center><img src='images/work/creamart/brew2.jpg' width='70%'></center>A normal work day with no complicated orders, I spend a fun time hanging out with <<light Elio>>.<</if>>
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<</switch>></div><<if $sportsmarts == 3>>
Basing myself off of what I've learned from my research these past few weeks, I start understanding the different muscles involved in my workouts and how to best activate them. Making sure to stretch out well as a start and intensifying certain workouts, I can feel the positive effects on my body, despite the pain and tiredness I feel from the workout itself.
<<add "athletics" 2>>
<<else>>
<<if $athletics < 10>>
At home, I decide to start working out, doing a few jumping jacks, and moving around a bit, stretching my body to its limit the best I can. While the workout is lackluster, I still manage to break out a sweat. I can't help feeling that if I had a bit more knowledge of sports and my body, I'd be able to be more effective in my workouts…
<<add "athletics" 1>>
<<else>>
Despite my willingness to accomplish more and be effective in my workouts, I still struggle to make it work for me as my lack of knowledge doesn't aid in my goals. I feel like I wasn't able to accomplish much today except maybe maintain my fitness level.
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<<set $workoutweek to true>>
<<link "Let's do something else" "Management">><</link>><nobr><<link "Go to class">><<add "classnumber" 1>><<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Mon" and GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Jan">><<goto "Group Project 1">><<elseif GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Mon" and GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Feb">><<goto "Group Project 2">><<elseif GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Mon" and GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Mar">><<goto "Group Project 3">><<elseif GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Fri">><<goto "Bekham Classes">><<elseif $valentine.has('Announcement') and $valentine.count('Announced') is 0>><<goto "Valentine Announcement">><<elseif $valentine.has('Approach') and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Wed">><<goto "Class before Valentine">><<elseif $classEvent1.length gt 0>><<goto `$classEvent1.pluck()`>><<elseif $classEvent2.length gt 0>><<goto `$classEvent2.pluck()`>><<elseif $classEvent3.length gt 0>><<goto `$classEvent3.pluck()`>><<elseif $classEvent4.length gt 0>><<goto `$classEvent4.pluck()`>><<elseif $corruption lt 75>><<goto "Random lvl1 Class">><<elseif $corruption lt 150>><<goto "Random lvl2 Class">><<else>><<goto "School">><</if>><<less "energy" 1>><<addhours 4>><<set $classvisitday to true>><</link>></nobr><<if $ericmessagepre is 3>><<set $ericmessage to 3>><</if>>
<<if $class.has ("Bekham")>><<if $Bekhamc is 7>><<goto "Alpha vs Beta">><<else>>End of content in Friday classes for this update.<</if>><<elseif $class.has ("Tarnipp")>><<if $Bekhamc is 7>><<goto "Tarnipp is Back">><<else>>End of content in Friday classes for this update.<</if>><<elseif $Bekhamc is 0>><<goto "Meeting Mr. Bekham">><<elseif $Bekhamc is 1>><<goto "Intro to Philosophy">><<elseif $Bekhamc is 2>><<goto "The Male Gaze">><<elseif $Bekhamc is 3>><<goto "Sex in Cinema">><<elseif $Bekhamc is 4>><<goto "Visiting Mr. Bekham">><<elseif $Bekhamc is 5>><<goto "A New Light">><<elseif $Bekhamc is 6>><<goto "The Lion's Den">><<else>>
See you in the next one where your choice will decide whether you visit Mr. Bekham and learn the joys of male dominance or Ms Turnipp and the femdom classes that await with her.
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>>
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<<add "Bekhamc" 1>><center><<pichead "classes/philosophy.jpg">><h2>Class n° <<print $classnumber>></h2><h3>Meeting Mr. Bekham</h3></center><center><<pic Bekham>><</pic>></center><<set $ericmessage to 1>><<s Bekham>>I understand you all had Ms. Tarnipp taking care of this class for the past few months, but unfortunately, due to a family emergency, she had to step down from her teaching position. That is where I come in; as for the foreseeable future I will be teaching you this philosophy class.<</s>>
Standing in front of us, Mr. <<light Bekham>> was extremely well dressed. His suit, his demeanor, everything about him told of his level of self-importance, and I, alongside many of my fellow students it seemed, were impressed by what we were seeing.
<<s Bekham>>Let us start with something simple. Who here believes philosophy is obsolete?<</s>>
This question startled me. How can someone ask something so bluntly, especially about the class they were teaching? Quite a few of the students raised their hands.
<div id="choices"><<link "Raise my hand">><<less "grade" 1>><<less "smarts" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I joined the students that were raising their hands. Philosophy might've been something important in ancient history, but nowadays it loses its meaning.
<<s Bekham>>I understand the sentiment. What use is it to proclaim thought and existence if it doesn't move us forward? What use is it to explore the meaning of life if there obviously is deeper questions in the world?<</s>>
I could feel myself nod along to what he was saying.
<<s Bekham>>You'll be surprised to know that the antithesis of philosophy is philosophy itself. The thought behind the lack of thought is thought, and the reality remains the same whether we observe it or not.<</s>>
//That doesn't seem right.//
<<s Bekham>>...and it is the same reality and existence that we attempt to shape and morph into our image. Do we believe that there should be an inequality between men? A set social order that we need to follow, with a certain race or gender on top and the other a follower?<</s>>
A few were shaking their heads no.
<<s Bekham>>I think not! But it is through the optics of morality, ethics, and all that follows, that we are capable of understanding the inegalities in life, of knowing where we are doing wrong as humans, and knowing where we can move forward.
Biology will tell you one thing about the differences in gender, and will try to explain behavior due to different brain chemistries. I intend to make you understand that things are tied to something deeper than that, for if we are to understand life's psychology we need to understand human philosophy.<</s>>
His speech was entertaining, engaging. I could feel myself somehow understanding his approach. Whether or not he was correct in his assesment was a different thing, but at least he was logical.
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'>Philosophy is important">><<add "Bekham" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I couldn't raise my hand to that statement. Philosophy is real, it existed and had its impact on life. Bekham looked at the rest of the students.
<<s Bekham>>I understand the sentiment. What use is it to proclaim thought and existence if it doesn't move us forward? What use is it to explore the meaning of life if there obviously is deeper questions in the world?<</s>>
I could feel myself nod along to what he was saying. //He was good.//
<<s Bekham>>You'll be surprised to know that the antithesis of philosophy is philosophy itself. The thought behind the lack of thought is thought, and the reality remains the same whether we observe it or not.<</s>>
//He's actually making a lot of sense!//
<<s Bekham>>...and it is the same reality and existence that we attempt to shape and morph into our image. Do we believe that there should be an inequality between men? A set social order that we need to follow, with a certain race or gender on top and the other a follower?<</s>>
A few were shaking their heads no, I enthusiastically join them.
<<s Bekham>>I think not! But it is through the optics of morality, ethics, and all that follows, that we are capable of understanding the inegalities in life, of knowing where we are doing wrong as humans, and knowing where we can move forward.
Biology will tell you one thing about the differences in gender, and will try to explain behavior due to different brain chemistries. I intend to make you understand that things are tied to something deeper than that, for if we are to understand life's psychology we need to understand human philosophy.<</s>>
His speech was entertaining, engaging. I could see myself in my third eye enraptured with what he was saying. I am brought back to reality when he turns to look at me, and smiles. //He's happy with me.//
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><center><<pichead "classes/philosophy.jpg">><h2>Class n° <<print $classnumber>></h2><h3>Introduction to Philosophy</h3></center>
<<pickup $club "DebateProposal" 1>><<pickup $class "Intro to Philosophy" 1>>
The new professor Mr. <<light Bekham>> has been getting a lot of attention at school, with students interested in his personal life and others intrigued by his electric personality. And here we had him in front of us droning about theories in philosophy and whatnot.
<<s Bekham>>I recognize some of you are bored, so I suggest we open a debate here in class, what do you say?<</s>>
I perk up slightly, that seems like a fun idea.
<<s Bekham>>I am a strong believer that it is through discourse that we can truly find out the hidden truth.<</s>>
Headed towards the list of names that he has on the desk, he calls out two names. <<light Eva>> and - lo and behold! - me!
We both stand and head towards the front of the class, similarly shy.
<<s Bekham>>The topic up for debate is the concept of <b>Solipsism</b>. The idea that existence is there simply because it exists in our minds and we are but wandering thoughts in a vast expense of nothingness. You are either for it, and thus believe that your perception of reality is what makes it real; or against it, meaning that reality exists outside of our perception, and we just happen to stumble upon it.<</s>>
<div id="choices"><<link "Debate in favor">><<replace "#choices">>//Convinced I'd do a better job defending our perception being reality, I speak out immediately.//
<<s Author>>I'd like to debate in favor of it.<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>Very well then. Go for it, you start.<</s>>
I take my time to situate myself before speaking out.
<<s Author>>"I think therefore I am". This famous quote by Rene Descartes is not only a superstition and arrogant way of saying he's a philosopher. It's at the base of existence. My thoughts, my perception and interpretation of the things that surround me are what make existence real. In knowing so, one can accept the fact that only the self, the existence of the self, can be a proven concept, and therefore it is through our own minds that we create meaning and a reality that fits our perception. It's quite simple actually.<</s>>
Everyone's eyes turn towards <<light Eva>>.
<<s Eva>>I appreciate the fact that you basically gave me the argument I need. "my perception and interpretation of the things that surround me". You admit that existence is there, whether under the eye of an observant or not, it exists. The fact that there is an interprative power is unimportant to its existence. As such, we can clearly say that it is through a lens that we see reality, yes, but our perception is an interpretation of what exists there. The issue is complex, reality is complex, and our mind often are unable to fathom or understand the complexities of it, making apparent that it exists outside of our vision only.<</s>>
<div id="choices2"><<if $smarts >= 15>><<link "Build a strong counter-argument">><<add "grade" 2>><<less "Eva" 1>><<add "Bekham" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>//She seems to have come prepared? Is this a setup?//
<<s Author>>You seem to be well read on the topic, and I appreciate your distanced approach to reality, wanting to believe that we are but observants of a fait-accompli. This sentiment has long been the downfall of humanity.
"This exists, seperate from myself, and so nothing can be done to impact it" has long been the argument of generations who did nothing to improve the "reality that exists"
However, it is through dreams, at least from what we hear of history, that individuals were able to shape the world in the way they want it. Stories that you accept to be true constantly tell you of how one's perception of his reality was able to shape it to how he wants to see it. Only through seeing things and experiencing things do we give them life.<</s>>
I can hear the class' reaction to my speech, silently cheering and with a few applauding me. But <<light Eva>>'s reaction is more drastic.
Moving up to me, she decides to slap me on the face. A simple, soft slap, but a slap nonetheless.
<<s Bekham>>What's the meaning of this?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Did you want this slap to happen? Did you will it into existence?<</s>>
Stunned, all I find myself to do is shake my head no.
<<s Eva>>Sorry about the slap, but there is much worse happening all around us. The abused doesn't will their abuse into existence. It exists and they interpret it. What you're describing, using as argument, is Solipsism in reverse. You're trying to rationalize the relative external world and justify its existence through the optic of the self.<</s>>
I'm stunned still by the actions of my friend, but I can see their capacity to drive the idea home. //She's kind of right.//
It's at this point that Bekham dismisses the class, sending the students on their way, but asking me to stay back for a bit.
<<s Bekham>>You did well. Her arguments are strong, and defense of Solipsism is difficult, but you did well $name . Good job.<</s>>
Glad with his assesment, I head out.
//He complimented me//
//No. He complimented my mind!//
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Build a strong counter-argument" "Smarts<img src='images/icons/smarts.png'> lower than 15">><</if>>
<<link "Get frustrated and stumble on my words">><<add "grade" 1>><<less "smarts" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>//She seems to have come prepared? Is this a setup?//
<<s Author>>That's not the point. The point is that I see therefore I interpret and then...<</s>>
<<s Eva>> You're basically imagining your own quotes now. Is this still an interpretation of reality? A subjective view?<</s>>
//Her taunts are getting to me.//
<<s Author>>It's more than that. When I observe things, I know they exist. A person in a cave see shadows or objects on the outside at night. To them, to their world, their existence, the night bring shadows. It matters not what is there, they see shadows and that's all they need to know.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>That is an old view, comparing humans to neanderthals. But still, whether or not they believe the outside to be shadows or not, the outside still exists, it is still present regardless of the caveman's interpretation of it, and it is real. You simply view it in a certain way<</s>>
I feel frustrated, exhaspered by the way things were going.
<<s Author>>It doesn't matter...<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>I'm ending the debate here. We all can see who won.<</s>>
Cut off by <<light Bekham>>, I frustratingly make my way back to my chair.
As we leave the class, I pass by the professor.
<<s Bekham>>Just a pretty face<</s>>
His insult, whispered and precise, cuts deep.
//He's right... I'm just a pretty face, no more.//
<<link "Leave Class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Debate against">><<replace "#choices">>//Which position will be better for me to defend?//
In analysing both facets of the topic, I am beat to the punch by <<light Eva>>.
<<s Eva>>I'd like to debate in favor of it.<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>Very well then. Go for it, you start.<</s>>
She takes a short moment before she begins to speak:
<<s Eva>>"I think therefore I am". This famous quote by Rene Descartes is not only a superstition and arrogant way of saying he's a philosopher. It's at the base of existence. My thoughts, my perception and interpretation of the things that surround me are what make existence real. In knowing so, one can accept the fact that only the self, the existence of the self, can be a proven concept, and therefore it is through our own minds that we create meaning and a reality that fits our perception. It's quite simple actually.<</s>>
Everyone's eyes turn towards me, seeing the small smile forming on my face.
<<s Author>>I appreciate the fact that you basically gave me the argument I need. "my perception and interpretation of the things that surround me". You admit that existence is there, whether under the eye of an observant or not, it exists. The fact that there is an interprative power is unimportant to its existence. As such, we can clearly say that it is through a lens that we see reality, yes, but our perception is an interpretation of what exists there. The issue is complex, reality is complex, and our mind often are unable to fathom or understand the complexities of it, making apparent that it exists outside of our vision only.<</s>>
<<light Eva>> takes a short while to come up with her counter-argument. I savor the victory silently as she tried to find what to say next.
<<s Eva>>You seem to be well read on the topic, and I appreciate your distanced approach to reality, wanting to believe that we are but observants of a fait-accompli. This sentiment has long been the downfall of humanity.
"This exists, seperate from myself, and so nothing can be done to impact it" has long been the argument of generations who did nothing to improve the "reality that exists" <</s>>
I'm startled. This argument alone seems to change minds as I can see individuals agreeing to what she's saying.
<<s Eva>>However, it is through dreams, at least from what we hear of history, that individuals were able to shape the world in the way they want it. Stories that you accept to be true constantly tell you of how one's perception of his reality was able to shape it to how he wants to see it. Only through seeing things and experiencing things do we give them life.<</s>>
I can hear the class' reaction to her speech, silently cheering and with a few applauding her. I needed to come up with a solid counter-argument, feeling my emotions bubbling inside.
<div id="choices2"><<if $smarts >= 15>><<link "<img src='images/icons/smarts.png'>Mount a solid counter-argument">><<add "grade" 2>><<add "smarts" 1>><<less "Eva" 1>><<add "Bekham" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>//The contradictory nature of Solipsism calls to me.//
<<s Author>>Well said. Very logical.<</s>>
Glad with my compliment, <<light Eva>> is brought into a false sense of security.
<<s Author>>The simple idea of Solipsism implies that logic and reasoning are meaningless. We exist, we perceive, and that's it. there is nothing beyond the face value of the things that we observe. However, reaching belief in Solipsism is through reliance on logic and reasoning. As such, it in inheritely contradictory in nature, since it refutes these themes yet counts on them to prove its existence.
That is how I know it doesn't truly represent reality, since something so contradictory cannot govern existence, very simply.<</s>>
Impressed by my solid argument, Mr. <<light Bekham>> halts class there, naming me winner. The complicit smile he gives me tells me all I need to know regarding how he views me.
//I made him proud. Good.//
<<link "Leave Class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Mount a solid counter-argument" "Smarts<img src='images/icons/smarts.png'> lower than 15">><</if>>
<<link "Use my emotions to drive the point">><<add "grade" 1>><<add "Bekham" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>A thought goes through my mind. What I feel like doing is powerful in its message.
Moving up to her, I raise my hand up and slap her on the shoulder. A simple, soft slap, but a slap nonetheless.
<<s Bekham>>What's the meaning of this?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Did you want this slap to happen? Did you will it into existence?<</s>>
Stunned, <<light Eva>> shakes her head no. I continue to argue my point.
<<s Author>>Sorry about the slap, but there is much worse happening all around us. The abused doesn't will their abuse into existence. It exists and they interpret it. What you're describing, using as argument, is Solipsism in reverse. You're trying to rationalize the relative external world and justify its existence through the optic of the self.<</s>>
Still stunned, <<light Eva>> seems to be more and more convinced by my argument.
Mr. <<light Bekham>> decides to stop the debate at that point, not before giving me a complicit smile as he asks for everyone to leave.
Glad with my performance and his approval of my actions, I head out.
//He was happy with me.//
<<link "Leave Class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Lose control of my emotions">><<less "grade" 1>><<less "Eva" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>The adrenaline, the strong emotions of fighting a losing battle from the start, the feelng that I've been setup in this whole endeavor, merge and mix and all get to me. I crack, and what I do next I am not proud of.
I hit my best friend.
A slap across the face, I send her stumbling back for a bit, gritting my teeth and wanting to see her hurt.
<<s Author>>Interpret that reality.<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>Woah okay this is the end of that debate. Everyone's dismissed, $name stay behind.<</s>>
<<light Eva>> rushes out as the other students leave right behind her. They clear the class as Mr. <<light Bekham>> and I stay back there.
<<s Bekham>>What the hell was that about?? Do you not have any manners?<</s>>
<<s Author>>She got under my skin ok?<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>Got under your skin? Is this what your parents have taught you? Is this what your father has taught you?<</s>>
<div id="choices3"><<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'>Reveal my father's death">><<add "Bekham" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices3">><<s Author>>My father's dead.<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>Figures.<</s>>
I look at him shocked.
<<s Author>>How could you say that? My father died. He was murdered in a mugging gone wrong. Wrong place, wrong time they said. And she wants to argue that this is a perception of reality? Reality exists, in all its ugliness, and we interpret it. That's all there is to it. I would never imagine such a thing.<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>There it is.<</s>>
I look at him incredulous.
<<s Bekham>>That was a better argument than slapping your debating opponent.<</s>>
I notice that he's right. I let my emotions get to me, not knowing why.
<<s Bekham>>I'm sorry about your father.<</s>>
I don't know what got over me. Something about his authority impacted me in a certain way. I find myself hugging him.
<<s Author>>Thank you<</s>>
He allows the hug to last for a bit, before moving me back. I wipe a tear off my cheek.
<<s Bekham>>Not move along, missy.<</s>> he says, pointing at the door.
I start heading towards it, before I hear him call for me.
<<s Bekham>>Oh and $name . Everyone is here to support you. Talk to me if you need it.<</s>>
I nod at him. //That was generous.//
<<link "Leave Class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Bite my tongue">><<less "grade" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#choices3">>Silent, I look him in the eyes with confidence.
<<s Bekham>>This kind of behavior is unacceptable. It further proves my point that some people simply are incapable of improving. That's unfortunate, I thought you had more in you.<</s>>
He furrows his brows.
<<s Bekham>>Calling you up was a mistake, I should've went for someone else.<</s>>
He looks at me, then down at my body.
<<s Bekham>>All beauty, no brains. You're dismissed.<</s>>
Incredulous at his last remark, I hazily grab my bag and head out, listening to him mumble under his breath: <<s Bekham>>Women.. All the same.<</s>>
//Despite his sexism... Is he right? I was emotional...//
<<link "Leave Class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>></div><center><<pichead "classes/philosophy.jpg">></center>
<center><img src="images/classes/the-male-gaze.jpg" width="600 px"><h2>Class n° <<print $classnumber>></h2><h3>The Male Gaze</h3></center>
When I walked into class today and saw the scene on the screen, I felt giddy with excitement at a movie session. However, noticing Mr. <<light Bekham>>, my philosophy professor, seated on his desk with a serious look on his face, I knew that an intense lesson was about to take place. I wasn't sure I was ready for it.
<<s Bekham>>The Male Gaze. Many count it as a sin of cinema, others as a blessing.
What exactly is it?
For years, it was what made the movie industry function and grow and work, because it was what ''subconsciously'' brought audiences to theaters.<</s>>
His approach has long been unusual, but with what he's currently saying and the way he's saying it... He had my attention.
<<s Bekham>> Feminism is quick to bash loads of things, attacking the established systes in order to build a new world.
However, we need to be aware that there are things that exist for a reason. If feminism tries to redefine the world and its subjects, it will need to understand their current definition first.
The male gaze exists for a reason. It is necessary, and feminism need not get rid of it, but make use of the potential it carries.<</s>>
The professor, in his lecture, made sure to survey the entire class as he gave his speech. At this last sentence, he looked at me straight in the eyes, daring me to agree or disagree.
<div id= "choices">
<<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/media.png'><img src='images/icons/grade.png'>Nod my head yes">><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I feel myself nod along, enthralled by his speech and engaged by what he is saying.
Being a feminist, I am beyond interested by what he is explaining as a way to use the way men look at me to further my own agenda. It seems logical.
<<link 'Leave class'>><<goto "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/x.png'>Don't move a muscle">><<replace "#choices">>Not giving him the satisfaction of my acquiescence, I decide to hold his 'male gaze' and look back at him. As he moves his eyes away to continue his course, I can't help but feel successful in proving his point wrong. What was his point again? <<less "smarts" 1>><<less "grade" 1>>
<<link 'Leave class'>><<goto "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Disagree with what he's saying">><<replace "#choices">><<add "subdom" 1>><<s Author>> I disagree actually.<</s>>
The professor seems impressed by me speaking out. He smiles.
<<s Bekham>>Oh really? Please, put forth your counter-argument young miss.<</s>>
His hand, upright and pointing at the board, calls me to stand up in front of the whole class to give my argument. Apprehensive but not willing to give him the satisfaction of my compliance, I stand firmly and walk in front of the class to put forth my argument.
<<s Author>>The male gaze is an antiquated, old ideology that had helped under a patriarchal society but is meaningless in the new world. Women now work and provide for themselves, they are no longer dependent on men to provide for the family as they sit at home like some docile housewife.<</s>>
<<s Bekham>> This is all great in theory, however your arguments are flawed.
Women currently work in male-dominated fields, and whether they like it or not, cannot be taken in exclusion of the society they live in. They still count on men's weaknesses to boost their own agendas, and that my dear is still part of the male gaze.
Furthermore, study proves that movie-goers are more often male rather than female, especially in higher grossing movies. Whether or not the movie holds a male gaze or not is not accounted for in this kind of viewership, but we have long seen movies addressed to a female audience flop because it didn't cater to the larger ''male'' market.<</s>>
As the professor goes on to explain his arguments, I couldn't help but feel frustrated by the way he so clearly put forth his case. It's as if he wanted me to speak up and embarrass myself. I needed to make a choice, and make it quick.
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<<if $smarts >= 15>><<link "<img src='images/icons/x.png'><img src='images/icons/x.png'>Put forth my own counter-arguments">><<less "grade" 2>><<replace "#secondchoice">><<s Author>> What you are saying is pretty and all, but it doesn't deny the fact that feminism has found other ways to switch things up and repurpose the male gaze into something quite different from what it is, to the point where its presence is obsolete.
You can see nowadays how action movies cater to what is essentially the female gaze, placing their protagonists in situations where they need to be shirtless. That is because despite the majority of the viewership being male, studios understand the improtance of a female audience in bringing in revenue. It is not the male gaze that brings in an already established audience, but something else that is employed to bring in a new, larger audience.<</s>>
As Mr. <<light Bekham>> is still processing what I just said, I continued elaborating on my adverse theory, and with my speech over, received the applause of my fellow students just as the bell started ringing.
Smiling to myself, I start heading out of class, when the professor stopped me in my tracks.
<<s Bekham>>Good speech, $name . We'll see if you truly believe in all this in time.<</s>>
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<<else>><<dark "Put forth my own counter-arguments" "<b>Smarts <img src='Images/Icons/Smarts.png'>lower than 15</b>">><</if>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Try to distract him somehow">><<add "open " 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#secondchoice">>His arguments were strong, well constructed, defined. I couldn't stand a chance so I did the only thing I thought I could in that situation. Looking at Margot Robbie on the screen and taking her lead, I walked with certainty to the professor's desk, sat on the table, and pulled up my dress, revealing my legs.
I could immediately imagine what was going through his head
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<<s Bekham>>Excuse me miss $name what are you doing?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Oh nothing. I am still all ears professor.<</s>>
The professor stammers as he tries to continue his speech, obviously distracted by what I have been doing, hi eyes stealing glances at my legs.
<<s Author>>What's the matter professor? Cat got your tongue?<</s>>
The class starts laughing as the professor sighs. I reveal a smile, confident in my victory. With authority, Mr. <<light Bekham>> clears his throat, before turning to address the class:
<<s Bekham>>Now then, who here bought Ms. $name 's arguments?<</s>>
A few of the students, mostly men, raise their hands, nodding along and smiling at me. I smile back, triumphant.
<<s Bekham>>You're victorious. See? All of these students simply agree with your point of view because you were able to silence your adversor.
But how did you accomplish that?<</s>>
I blink my eyes a few times. I beat him by-
<<s Bekham>>You beat me by catering to the male gaze. You used a man's natural need to oggle your body in order to prove a point, in order to further your own agenda. In order to defend feminism.
By doing so, you only reinforced my point, and I thank you for it. You also gave everyone an unobstructed view of your legs.
Good girl.<</s>>
I blush, cover myself up, and am saved by the bell ringing as the rest of the students hoot and laugh at my predicament. Why did I have to speak up? Mr. <<light Bekham>> looks at me triumphantly as I leave the room, slipping a glance at my legs.
<<link 'Leave class'>><<goto "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Stay Silent">><<less "subdom" 2>><<add "grade" 1>><<add "Bekham" 1>><<replace "#secondchoice">>Try as I may, I can't seem to come up with a solid enough argument to oppose what the professor is saying. He wanted me to argue with him so he can further his point, and I simply fell for the trap. He might not be right in what he's saying, but he proved his point much better than I did.
Is he right?
The bell rings as the rest of the students start walking out of class. Mr. <<light Bekham>> looks at me sympathetically as I rush out with them.
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<center><img src='images/classes/sex-in-cinema.jpg' width='60%'><h2>Class n° <<print $classnumber>></h2><h3>Sex in Cinema</h3></center>
I have grown accustomed to Mr. <<light Bekham>> sharing the most obscene of scenes and trying to pass it off as some sort of philosophy in his classes, and today's session was no different than the previous ones. Lecturing about -apparently- sex in cinema, he found it adequate to share a particular scene from Game of Thrones with us, in which future queen Danaerys Targarian finally accepted her role in bed with her brute of a husband.
<<s Bekham>>As such, human's true nature and intentions are revealed in the carnal acts of pleasure. Him, his bruteness and animalistic nature subdued, and her, her submissive tendencies revealed, for all to see.<</s>>
His logic was obviously flawed, but I didn't want to go through a public prosecution with it, especially not with someone as smart as he is.
And so, as the bell rang and I intended to head outside for the day, I was unnerved when he stopped me from stepping out.
<<s Bekham>>It seemed like you had something to say during class today, but bit your tongue, <<print $name>>. Care to share it with me now?<</s>>
<<s Author>>It's unimportant, really. I'm sure we can have diverging viewpoints and still respect the other's opinions.<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>What is it exactly that doesn't seem to sit well with you, <<print $name>>?<</s>>
From his seat at his desk, he seemed to be the one in control.
And well... He was.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/smarts.png'><img src='images/icons/smarts.png'><img src='images/icons/x.png'><img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Don't show weakness, face him.">><<add "smarts" 2>><<less "grade" 1>><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Standing up from my desk, partly to even the playing field and partly to truly look him in the eyes, I approach his desk.
<<s Author>>I don't quite understand how you so falsely interpreted the scene.<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>I beg your pardon?<</s>>
<<s Author>>No need to.<</s>> I smirk, <<s Author>>You obviously have taken the scene in a vaccum, and have decided to impart your erroneous wisdom on your students.<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>How so? Be so kind as to enlighten me, young miss.<</s>>
His arrogance was about to be taken down a notch.
<<s Author>>It's quite simple, really. This scene was all about Danaerys taking control of her destiny, about her starting to understand how to warp the brute of the husband she was forced to marry in order for him to finally do her bidding for her.<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>She gets drilled like a common whore in that scene.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yes, she does. But the next time they're together, she's the one on top, calling the shots.<</s>>
He looks at me, incredulous.
<<s Author>>What, you thought I hadn't seen these? Young people like me have a lot of free time on our hands. These scenes are all about female empowerment, not us being docile creatures or whatever you'd want to lead people to believe.<</s>>
His smile, his arrogant smile, betrays a knowledge I am not sure I want to be privy to. Yet his arrogance and need to be right knows no bounds.
<<s Bekham>>Despite your staunch need to be right, you just further proved my point.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Seriously?<</s>> I was exasperated. Would he ever admit defeat?
<<s Bekham>>The lady in this, future queen or whetever, used sex in order to control her man in later stages. She had to ultimately resort to his base instincts to impart some sort of control in her relationship. And she was able to. You see, it doesn't matter what happens during the carnal act, although quite revealing and baring in nature. Them engaging in this unravels other aspects of their relationship. It's the end, and the means, justified all in one. Do you get the point?<</s>>
<<s Author>>This was never the point you were trying to make, sir, respectfully. You were trying to claim that women are submissive in nature and that it shows during sex, which honestly is repulsive and wrong.<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>Young lady you've said enough. Please leave my class. You are just unwilling to listen and accept criticism. Why even bother?<</s>>
Scoffing at him, I decide to collect my stuff and leave the class.
//His arrogance truly knows no bounds. When will they fire him already?//
<<link "go back" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>Play his game, see where it leads.">><<add "Bekham" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I decide to approach his seat of power, trying to find a road to understanding.
<<s Author>>I believe this scene was all about Danaerys taking control of her destiny, about her starting to understand how to warp the brute of the husband she was forced to marry in order for him to finally do her bidding for her.<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>She gets drilled like a common whore in that scene.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yes, she does. But the next time they're together, she's the one on top, calling the shots.<</s>>
He looks at me, incredulous.
<<s Author>>What, you thought I hadn't seen these? Young people like me have a lot of free time on our hands. These scenes are all about female empowerment, not us being docile creatures or whatever you'd want to lead people to believe.<</s>>
His smile, his arrogant smile, betrays a knowledge I am not sure I want to be privy to. Yet his arrogance and need to be right knows no bounds.
<<s Bekham>>Despite your staunch need to be right, you just further proved my point.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Seriously?<</s>> I was exasperated. Would he ever admit defeat?
<<s Bekham>>The lady in this, future queen or whetever, used sex in order to control her man in later stages. She had to ultimately resort to his base instincts to impart some sort of control in her relationship. And she was able to. You see, it doesn't matter what happens during the carnal act, although quite revealing and baring in nature. Them engaging in this unravels other aspects of their relationship. It's the end, and the means, justified all in one. Do you get the point?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Well if that's the point you're trying to make...<</s>>
I was considering what he was saying.
<<s Author>>I guess it does make sense that during sex people's inhibitions are lowered.<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>Exactly. And what are movies but windows to a person's soul or a culture's truths?<</s>>
<<s Author>>That is right...<</s>>
He had a certain understanding, beyond just philosophy, that fascinated me.
<<s Author>>It's only when people are at their weakest, most vulnerable, that their true nature is revealed.<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>Exactly. You get it.<</s>>
His sweet, drilling smile was contagious, and I felt myself smiling back.
<<s Bekham>>Now off you go. I have another class I need to prepare to.<</s>>
Gathering my items, I headed out of class.
//I really liked this private time with him and reaching an understanding...//
<<link "go back" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Try to find common ground.">><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "Bekham" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "grade" 2>><<add "arousal" 30>><<replace "#choices">>I wanted to understand where he was coming from. I wanted to know what he was trying to teach us with all these oddly erotic materials he has been sharing.
<<s Author>>Sir... what is it about these topics that we really need to learn? I'm at a loss.<</s>>
Stunned by my honesty, he takes a breath before answering:
<<s Bekham>>It's complicated to go into the details of it now. But there is more to this world than what your school has taught you for all these years.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I'm not sure they could teach us about sex in cinema when we were teenagers?<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>Definitely not.<</s>> His smile shows he understands the irony of the situation, as he stands to go to the front of his desk.
<<s Bekham>>There are topics that most people spend their whole lives not learning, and it is my personal philosophy that by understanding human behavior we can shape it, and we can further understand the way minds hae shaped across centuries.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yes, but what about sex?<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>The lady in this, future queen or whetever, used sex in order to control her man. She had to ultimately resort to his base instincts to impart some sort of control in her relationship. And she was able to. You see, it doesn't matter what happens during the carnal act, although quite revealing and baring in nature. Them engaging in this unravels other aspects of their relationship. It's the end, and the means, justified all in one. Do you get the point?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Well if that's the point you were trying to make...<</s>>
I was considering what he was saying.
<<s Author>>I guess it does make sense that during sex people's inhibitions are lowered.<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>Exactly. And what are movies but windows to a person's soul or a culture's truths?<</s>>
<<s Author>>That is right...<</s>>
He had a certain understanding, beyond just philosophy, that fascinated me. I could feel myself gushing a bit, as he stepped closer to my desk.
<<s Author>>It's only when people are at their weakest, most vulnerable, that their true nature is revealed.<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>Exactly. You get it.<</s>>
His sweet, drilling smile was contagious, and I felt myself smiling back as I looked up to him.
His hand rested on my desk, close to me. I felt butterflies flying-
<<s Bekham>>Now off you go. I have another class I need to prepare to.<</s>>
Allowing myself to breathe again as he turned to go back to his desk, I struggled to gather my items.
<<s Author>>Thanks for the lesson, sir.<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>You're welcome, <<print $name>>. I see real potential in you.<</s>>
Something in me stirred, as I made my way out of class.
//I really liked this private time with him and reaching an understanding... Did I really wish he'd do more than just theorize? Was there practice in philosophy?//
<<link "go back" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><center><<pichead "classes/philosophy.jpg">><h2>Class n° <<print $classnumber>></h2><h3>Visiting Mr. Bekham</h3></center>
<div id="continue">Today's class with Mr. <<light Bekham>> was quite uneventful. However, as it neared its end, I was approached by a thoughtful professor.
<<s Bekham>>See me after class. I have an offer.<</s>>
//Odd…//
There was a palpable tension in the air after that, and I was curious to find out what he might want from me. Something told me that whatever it was he needed, it would be interesting.
Maybe even dangerous?
The way he was looking at me was making me slightly uneasy, yet there was a delectable thrill through it all. It seemed like at every moment, he was making a new decision regarding me, and I didn't know which way he would take the constant evaluation in his mind.
<<if $Bekham gte 3>>Despite feeling that we are close, I felt like I might have been mistaken and that it would all come crashing down here and now.<<else>>We weren't close, as I constantly challenged him in class, and I knew that it would come back to bite me. I never thought it would be so soon.<</if>>
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As time passed and the tension rose, I couldn't help but think back on our previous professor, Ms. <<light Tarnipp>>, who was taking a leave of absence. It has been almost 2 months since the winter season with no news of her. Although a forceful character, she still respected us as individuals in her class, unlike Mr. <<light Bekham>> and his misogynistic views.
The bell rang, announcing the end of class, as my classmates started gathering their books and items and headed out of class.
<<s Eva>>Is everything okay?<</s>> Noticing I wasn't moving for the door, <<light Eva>> the constant friend checked up on me.
<<s Author>>It's all good.<</s>>
Mr. <<light Bekham>>, noticing the interaction, butted in.
<<s Bekham>>If you'll excuse us, Eva, I need to talk to <<print $name>> for a moment.<</s>>
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Left alone in his class, I waited for my professor to start talking as he looked out of the window in obvious thoughtfulness.
<<s Bekham>>I appreciate you staying behind for this.<</s>>
<<s Author>>It's not really like I had a choice, is it?<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>Well seen. But nevertheless, I appreciate you being cordial about it.<</s>>
I stayed silent, waiting for him to continue.
<<s Bekham>>Ms. Tarnipp will be back next week.<</s>>
Ms. <<light Tarnipp>>, the old philosophy teacher who disappeared after the winter break inexplicably, was coming back to school. Him being her substitute teacher, that meant…
<<s Bekham>>That doesn't mean that I won't be teaching this class anymore as she isn't capable of carrying the same load as she once did.<</s>>
I didn't yet understand the purpose of this meeting…
<<s Bekham>>It does mean that I'll have less of the workload I currently have, and that students have their choice.<</s>>
<<s Author>>And you wanted to see me because…<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>I'd like to take you on as my assistant. <<if $Bekham gte 3>>You are studious, smart, and capable, and having you by my side will be extremely valuable.<<else>>Despite our differences, I can appreciate a smart person when I see one, and believe you have what it takes to excel in my classes, or at least elevate them.<</if>><</s>>
That was an unusual proposal, and I didn't know what benefit it would bring me.
<<s Bekham>>I can see your hesitation. I had a talk with the SA Office recently, and they told me about your college applications. "Teacher's assistant" would look great there, don't you think?<</s>>
He made a valid point, although I did find it unusual that he'd suggest such a thing, especially since we're… In high school?
<<s Bekham>>You don't have to give me your answer today, I just felt like informing you of my intentions. I would appreciate it a lot if you did consider this offer, it might be of great value to the both of us, and I am sure that our partnership will help us both in uncovering a lot more truth regarding the human condition.<</s>>
//He does like the sound of his own voice//
<<link "Continue">><<replace "#continue">>Leaving class, I was left with the choice and considerations to make ahead of next class. Did I want to stay with him in his classes despite his extreme ideologies? He always preached some sort of misogyny, or something along these lines. The lines were blurred with him, and I felt that it would be dangerous to go down that road.
However, Ms <<light Tarnipp>> was not any better, as she always preached quite the opposite and her classes were often boring. Her affinity towards women is an asset however, a surefire way for some easy grades…
I guess I'll have to make my choice next week…
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<</replace>><</link>></div><center><<pichead "classes/philosophy.jpg">><h2>Class n° <<print $classnumber>></h2><h3>A New Light</h3></center>
<div id='continue'>Throughout today's class with <<light Bekham>>, I felt pulled and twisted trying to understand whether or not at the end of this session I'd agree to his request to join him or I'd deny myself the position of Teacher's Assistant.
Then again, I had no idea what the position would entail and what to expect from it...
<<s Yara>>Someone's head is in the clouds!<</s>> My athletic friend shimed in, smiling sweetly at me.
<<s Author>>What? Oh sorry. I'm just thoughtful.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Meet me after class.<</s>>
<<light Yara>> had always been demanding, assertive. I couldn't fulfill her request this time.
<<s Author>>I have to do another thing...<</s>>
<<s Yara>>No. You'll want to meet me, trust me..<</s>>
There was a sense of urgency in her voice, something she knew that I didn't.
Mr. <<light Bekham>> continued with his class.
<<s Author>>Hello sir...<</s>>
I had approached his desk by the end of the class. Children were still filtering through.
<<s Author>>About today...<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>I'm sorry to say, our meeting will have to wait for later. I have a meeting with Dr. Priscilla.<</s>>
His meeting with the school principal saved me from having to bail out on the meeting myself.<<if $valentine.has("BekhamHorny")>>
<<s Bekham>>It's about the future of philosophy at school, but I've got this.<</s>> He clarified, his stare intense as I remembered how he looked at me a few nights prior...<</if>>
I nodded, understanding his case, and headed out to meet my friend.
<<link "Continue">><<replace "#continue">><<s Yara>>Weren't you busy?<</s>> She was quick to ask, a sly smile forming on her lips.
<<s Author>>Mr. Bekham was busy.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Good. You didn't make the mistake yet.<</s>>
The relief she showed worried me.
<<s Author>>What's that supposed to mean?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Eva told me about you two's meeting last week. The secrecy of it.<</s>> She explained, before continuing, <<s Yara>>He wants you to stay in his class, maybe help him even, right?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Where are you getting with this?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>There's a reason this guy gives everyone the ick, <<print $name>>. He's a misogynist who abuses his power.<</s>>
<<s Author>>And Ms. Tarnipp doesn't?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>She does, but she also helps girls like us succeed.<</s>>
I had that exact thought last week. <<light Tarnipp>> might not be the best teacher out there, but she was the lesser of two evils.
<<s Author>>I'm to be his teacher's assistant. That means I have some say in what he does in class. I can sway him to do right.<</s>> I explained, trying to convince myself more than I was my friend.
<<s Yara>>'I can fix him!' She claims! Why fix him when you can cruise through with easy grades?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Because I need the position if I want to continue my higher education. Grades aren't enough anymore.<</s>>
I was frustrated at the whole thing, at having to take a decision in the first place. At the system.
<<s Yara>>Look, give it some thought, I know I'll be in Tarnipp's classes, and so will Eva be. Your presence with us would mean a lot.<</s>>
At the same time, <<light Bekham>> was a figure of authority that might have a positive impact on me...
<<s Author>>Thank you for your concern. I am still to make my decision about this.<</s>> I clarified.
<<s Yara>>I'll see you around.<</s>> She let her hand rest on my shoulder for a moment or two, before heading away.
//I'm more lost than I was when class began. What will my choice be?//
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<div id="continue">A choice had to be made today.
Whether I liked it or not, <<light Bekham>> wanted me to be his assistant, helping him with his class material with a promise of it paying off with my university applications. While it might not help me with my plans in becoming prom queen, I couldn't deny the importance of having a faculty member by my side to facilitate my academic goals should I need any help...
On the other hand, there was the return of Ms. <<light Tarnipp>>, who, although overbearing at times, taught of more... Appropriate subjects. While Mr. <<light Bekham>> taught slightly misogynistic topics, she held strong feminist views. Both were extremists, in their own ways.
<<if $subdom gte 5>>I felt however that whoever I chose, I wouldn't struggle much with keeping on top and having my impact on what was happening. I knew I could stand my ground with either, and I knew that if I was with Mr. <<light Bekham>> I would be able to influence his teaching, and maybe him eventually.<<else>>I knew that whoever I chose, I'll probably be following and learning from, and it really felt like I was deciding on who to trust to shape my mind...
<</if>>
Either way, it was time to head into the Lion's Den, and inform Mr. <<light Bekham>> of my decision.
<<link "Continue">><<replace "#continue">>Entering his office, I could immediately sense the kind of person that he was, as a prominent masculine aura filled the air. He noticed my arrival and gestured me in, standing to close the door behind me. I felt slightly vulnerable.
<<s Bekham>>Glad to see you could make it, <<print $name>>. How did you find today's class?<</s>>
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Good">><<add "Bekham" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>It was good. Enlightening.<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>Glad to hear.<</s>>
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'>Not so great honestly">><<less "Bekham" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Honestly, not so great. I was expecting something else.<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>Well that's unfortunate to hear.<</s>> His irritation was well apparent.
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He moved to take his seat in front of me at his desk, his posture intimidating albeit attractive somehow.
<<s Bekham>>Have you given my offer some thought?<</s>>
I nodded. <<s Author>>I have.<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>Before you make your decision, I hope you understand what you're getting into. If you choose to be my assistant, I will expect you to give me a lot of your time. It might go beyond just Friday classes.<</s>>
Noticing my apprehension of the idea, he continued: <<s Bekham>>Worry not though, it won't impact any other classes, and we'll make sure it doesn't take away too much of your personal time.<</s>>
Looking at me, he felt it important to add: <<s Bekham>>You also won't have to worry about your grades with me. Like at all.<</s>>
That was an indeniable relief to hear, and I couldn't help but smile at the thought. He smiled back.
<<s Bekham>>The choice is ultimately yours. But I know I'd be very happy to have us working closely together.<</s>>
There was no hiding what he meant by that last sentence, as his choice dropped just a tiny bit. The man was sly, and he knew his way around with words.
On the other hand, I couldn't help but feel like I might miss out if I don't take Ms. <<light Tarnipp>>'s classes. She could really help me become more in tune with my strength as a girl, more in line with the feminist movement...
<<s Bekham>>So. What do you say?<</s>>
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<div id="choices2"><<if $Bekham gte 3>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>Accept his offer">><<add "Bekham" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<pickup $class 'Bekham' 1>><<replace "#choices2">>
Eager to begin a new stage in my life, or maybe eager to be spending more time with this charismatic man, I inform him of my choice.
<<s Author>>I believe this is the start of something beautiful.<</s>>
His smile is wide, almost predatory.<<s Bekham>>I am sure it is. I'll see you next Friday. Be ready for an intense class.<</s>>
And there it was. He already had plans for me and I feared what this meant. This was going to be interesting.
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Accept his offer" "I don't feel close enough to him (Friendship<img src='images/icons/friend.png'> less than 3)">><</if>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Reject his offer">><<less "Bekham" 1>><<add "subdom" 1>><<pickup $class 'Tarnipp' 1>><<replace "#choices2">>Something inside of me fought against joining this man as an assistant to his classes. I had to decline his offer.
<<s Author>>I am sorry, but this might not be the best choice for me.<</s>>
His disappointment is obvious as he doesn't attempt to hide it from me.
<<s Bekham>>That is most unfortunate. I'll see you around then.<</s>>
His ability to bounce back however stunned me. It seems like he already had plans for what to do...
Who knows what the future holds... From now on, Friday classes would be with Ms. <<light Tarnipp>>.
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>></div><center><<pichead "classes/philosophy.jpg">><h2>Class n° <<print $classnumber>></h2><h3>Alpha vs Beta</h3></center>
<div id='continue'>I had made my bed last session. Now was time for me to lie in it and see what kind of dreams (more probably nightmares) that will bring me.
Today, I have found myself in a class mostly consisting of boys. All enamored by their newest teacher's confidence and gravitas, they were eager to continue learning from him about our society and the way it works.
<<s Bekham>>Thank you for all of you who decided to stay with me through these classes. I am sure you're excited for what's to come, but I do believe some business and important announcements are to be shared first.<</s>> He had started talking, and everyone was listening.
Sitting at the front of the half-filled class, I looked around to see that none of my friends was taking the class with him. This would've worried me, had I had the time to think before he called on me.
<<s Bekham>><<print $name>>. Mind standing in front of the class?<</s>>
I listened to his request and stood. He elaborated.
<<s Bekham>>I have decided to take <<print $name>> here on as my teacher's assistant. She will be aiding me in delivering the material and will serve as liaison between you and me whenever I am busy. Seeing as I will soon be having a lot of other ventures to care for, I trust her to keep the contact between us.<</s>>
His hand rested on my shoulder, calmly, reassuringly, and I felt myself warm to his touch.
//Why does this feel... Good?//
<<s Bekham>>You may sit.<</s>>
I listened to his words, and went back to my seat. I could see a few nasty stares granted in my direction. I guess I'll have to win them over moving forward.
<<s Bekham>>For today's lesson, we're diving in the deep end. You all are aware of the kind of philosophy and life lessons I teach, so there will be no holding back in what I offer.<</s>> He announced, going for the jugular.
<<s Bekham>>ALPHA VS BETA. Who knows the difference?<</s>>
Boom. Class has started and it was a woozy.
<<link "Continue">><<replace "#continue">>With the class over, I was called by <<light Bekham>> to join him at his desk as he packed up. I complied.
<<s Bekham>>I didn't say this well enough earlier, but I really appreciate your choice to be joining me in these classes. I can see us doing great things in educating these young men together.<</s>> He praised me, and his words had the desired positive effect on me as I smiled.
<<s Bekham>>I'll see you before class next Friday to prepare for the lesson. I have a plan for the class.<</s>> He announced, before ushering me on.
<div id='choices'><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/grade.png'>Praise his teachings in today's class">><<add "Bekham" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Hey sir, thank you for today's class. It was truly enlightening.<</s>>
I smiled sweetly at him, as he spoke up.
<<s Bekham>>I'm glad to hear that. Your opinion is important. Especially when you're aware of what you're saying.<</s>>
He meant espeially when I agree with what he's saying.
<<s Author>>Of course, sir. If more people were like you, we wouldn't lose what it means to be masculine in this world, and we'd have more opportunities to build stronger generations moving forward.<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>I should've gotten you to talk in front of this class today. Maybe next time things will be different then.<</s>> He announced, ushering me on.
//Did I really want to suck up to my teacher like that? He did have some valid points on what it takes to make stronger men...//
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Just leave">><<replace "#choices">>I preferred not to interject or give him my opinion on today's class. He didn't ask me for it, so I shouldn't give it to him, right?
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Reprimand his alpha/beta approach">><<add "Bekham" 1>><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I couldn't stay silent. He had placed me as Teacher's Assistant for a reason. I had agreed for a reason. A reason I had shared with <<light Yara>>.
<<s Author>>I'm not so sure about the meaning of what you taught today though sir.<</s>> I interjected, not willing to stay silent on the matter.
<<s Bekham>>And what exactly do you not agree with?<</s>> He was intrigued.
<<s Author>>This whole separation of masculinity between alpha and beta, between dominant and subjugated. This causes unnecessary tensions. Mental health...<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>Mental health is for the weak. In this world, it's survival of the fittest. It's eat or be eaten, and...<</s>>
The debate was on.
<<s Author>>We no longer live in a jungle where these ideologies are prevalent, sir. We live in a society that was outgrown its meager origins.<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>Why is it then that the bad boy always wins the girl? Why are you attracted to the manly man, the one who subjugates others?<</s>>
He might have thought he had a valid point. I didn't agree.
<<s Author>>It's quite the opposite, sir. You think that's what the world hads come to. But women are not so vapid, so easily swayed.<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>I look forward for the day where you realize that what you're saying is false, dear miss. Until then, I'll meet you ahead of class next Friday.<</s>>
He had dismissed me, debate ended just as quickly as it had begun. But I could recognize the glint of interest in his eyes. The glint of a challenge that he eagerly approached. And I was ready to spar.
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>></div>
<</replace>><</link>></div><center><<pichead "classes/philosophy.jpg">><h2>Class n° <<print $classnumber>></h2><h3>Tarnipp is Back</h3></center>
<div id='continue'>There was an obvious sense of excitement in the air, a thrill at the return of our old teacher to class.
As we sat down to wait for her arrival, I looked around at who was present in that class. Almost all of my friends had elected to be joining this alternate, initial educational path. <<light Yara>> smiled at me, obviously happy with my choice.
But <<light Eva>> was missing. I was intrigued, and figured I'd chek up on her later on.
Ms. <<light Tarnipp>> walks in from the door, eager to get this class started, as she smiles at us and greets us.
<<s Tarnipp>>It is so good to be back, and to see so many of you have elected to be taking this class again with me.<</s>>
Indeed, most of the ladies in the class had noticed how easy it was to please our old teacher simply by vurtue of our gender, and had decided to make use of that fact. I felt the same.
I smiled at the realization myself.
<<s Tarnipp>>Before we're back to class and the teachings that we're about to share, I'd like to announce that due to new regulations tied to our parallel teaching among Mr. <<light Bekham>> and myself, I will be grading your assignments and exercises on a curve. The verdict on this is final.<</s>>
The shock that spread through the class like the soundwave of a nuclear bomb was instant, all of us reeling with the implications of such a revelation.
//Was it too late to change classes? To accept <<light Bekham>>'s proposal?//
Then the actual explosion happened.
<<s stranger>>But miss, you can't do that! No one else grades on a curve!<</s>>
<<s Yara>>What about universities?<</s>>
<<s Eric>>My mom will hear about this.<</s>>
Ms. <<light Tarnipp>> was firm. A strong hand that knew how to keep people in line.
<<s Tarnipp>>The verdict is final. If anyone has a problem, you're welcome to take it up with Dr. <<light Priscilla>>.<</s>>
The principal.
No one dared talk.
Ms. <<light Tarnipp>> started her lesson.
<<link "Continue">><<replace "#continue">>As we walked out of class, <<light Yara>> and I were travelling alongside each other, talking about the newest revelation.
<<s Yara>>Can you believe this!<</s>>
She felt even more of the heat of this new advancement, as she hadn't always been the most active when it comes to philosophy.
<<s Yara>>That's what was missing, wasn't it! A philosophy class graded on a curve to put me at the bottom of the class and jeapordize my chances of getting anywhere in this life.<</s>>
I was confused. <<s Author>>Aren't you going to be attending colleges under a sports scholarship?<</s>> I asked, intrigued.
<<s Yara>>Only if my grades allow them. They don't just want athletes, they want smart athletes. And I am smart, just not at the philosophical life-questioning stuff!<</s>>
<<s Author>>You are smart.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Regardless. I need to find a solution for it.<</s>> She was convicted.
The oddest idea came to my mind.
<<s Author>>Hey. What if you and I-<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Hey girls!<</s>>
Out of nowhere, <<light Eva>> appeared, eager to be talking to us We were equally stunned.
<<s Yara>>Eva! You're here?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Of coure, why wouldn't I be?<</s>> It was obvious to her, but not to us.
<<s Author>>We figured you skipped school. What with you not coming to class and all.<</s>>
She was quick to understand our confusion.
<<s Eva>>Oh! Yes Ms. Tarnipp is back. I understand your confusion.<</s>>
She understood. We didn't, and our faces showed it.
<<s Eva>>I chose to take Mr. Bekham's classes.<</s>> She announced matter of factly.
I was beyond confused.
<<s Eva>>He even asked me to be his teacher's assistant.<</s>>
I didn't know how to react to this situation, to this new advancement.
<div id='choices'><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>Good for her, I guess.">><<add "Eva" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Despite the different factors of this new revelation, I felt untethered to the intricacies of the changes happening.
I made my bed, it was time to lie in it.
And so I smiled while <<light Yara>> frowned, and rushed to talk first:
<<s Author>>I'm happy you made your choice and stuck to it. I hope it isn't too much of a dick-fest there!<</s>>
<<light Eva>> smiled at me, happy to have received my acquiescance.
<<s Yara>>I'm not happy with this though. You could be doing better.<</s>> My friend wasn't as thrilled.
<<s Yara>>Bekham is the worst teacher at school, and now you're his assistant. It's going to be really bad.<</s>>
I was out of it for now. I had other things to worry about than my friend having a good opportunity to make it through college.
<<s Eva>>Regardless. What's done is done. It's only one class a week.<</s>>
We took our leave, each headed her own way.
//I need to remember to reach out to <<light Yara>> to hopefully study for these philosophy classes together!//
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/close.png'>She's doing something stupid.">><<add "Yara" 1>><<less "Eva" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I wasn't thrilled with this new advancement. <<light Eva>> had done a mistake, and I had to mention that, as a friend.
<<s Yara>>That's maybe the dumbest thing you've ever done, Eva.<</s>> My athletic friend beat me to it.
<<s Author>>It really is. You've put yourself in a really bad position.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>The position of Teacher's Assistant? I think not. It'll be amazing for my college applications.<</s>>
<<s Author>>He told me the same thing.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>It's the same bullshit he'd tell anyone gullible enough to buy it. And the position we are referring to is under this misogynist's control.<</s>> My friend clarified.
<<s Eva>>You're just jealoud you weren't asked.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Yes, cause I'm not stupid!<</s>>
A shot was fired. I preferred to calm the issue down.
<<s Author>>Let's leave it at that. Good luck Eva.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I won't need it.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>You will.<</s>>
We took our leave, each headed her own way. Tension was high for sure, so I decided not to talk to <<light Yara>> about this just yet.
//I need to remember to reach out to <<light Yara>> to hopefully study for these philosophy classes together!//
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/close.png'><img src='images/icons/dom.png'>I'm mad at Yara for taking this away from me.">><<less "Yara" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I was stunned by this recent development. And more than anything, I felt annoyed at my friend <<light Yara>> for taking away that option from my hands.
<<s Yara>>That was the dumbest thing you've ever done.<</s>> My friend exclaimed.
<<s Author>>The dumb thing was listening to you, Yara. I lost that chance.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Seriously?<</s>> She was blindsided by my reaction.
<<s Author>>She's grading at a curve.<</s>> I reminded her.
<<s Yara>>I mean...<</s>>
She knew I had a point. I turned to my nerdy friend.
<<s Author>>Good luck with your new position. I'm sure you'll do great.<</s>>
She smiled at me, and I smiled back. <<light Yara>> still thought of the way I reprimanded her.
We took our leave, each headed her own way.
//I need to remember to reach out to <<light Yara>> to hopefully study for these philosophy classes together!//
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>></div><<link 'Leave class'>><<goto "School">><</link>><<link 'Leave class'>><<goto "School">><</link>><<link 'Leave class'>><<goto "School">><</link>><<link 'Leave class'>><<goto "School">><</link>><<if $leoavoid is true>><<goto "Random lvl1 Class">><</if>>
<center><<pichead "classes/theater.jpg">><h2>Class n° <<print $classnumber>></h2><h3>Ancient Theater</h3></center><<pickup $class "Ancient Theater" 1>>
<div id="continue">Literature class often has interesting topics that challenge your view of the world and yourself. This particular class was going in a certain direction, and seated next to <<light Leo>> I was receiving signs from him that were quite telling.
As Mr. <<light Carter>>, theater professor at the school and "guest speaker" was giving his lecture about ancient Shakespeare traditions and customs, he broached an interesting subject.
<<s Carter>>...Back then, males used to take all of the parts of the plays written by Shakespeare, even the female parts. Though we find it unusual now, in their times it was the norm to see such fluidity in the performances. The white male of that century accepted aspects that would make of him a better performer.<</s>>
And then, looking at <<light Leo>>, he saw it fit to add:
<<s Carter>>I can even see some of you here who would've been casted as females, with a bit of work.<</s>>
I turned to look at my friend, obviously hurt by what was said.
<<link "continue">><<replace "#continue">>Walking out of class, I approach my friend to talk to him.
<<s Author>>Hey Leo, is everything ok?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Yeah yeah, all good. Apparently I am not man enough to act as a man.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Wait, you want to become an actor?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Not really... I mean I don't know. Look it's just odd that he would say that you know...<</s>>
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/masc.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Convince him he meant nothing by it">><<add "alphabeta" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>You know Mr. Carter and how he talks! Come on Leo he meant nothing by it!<</s>>
<<s Leo>>And what if he did?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Even if he did, are you going to let a theater teacher define who you are??<</s>>
Leo seems to get along to my way of thinking.
<<s Author>>Those who can't do, teach. And those who can't teach, teach theater! Besides, it is never too late to change things you know...<</s>>
<<s Leo>>You're right, $name . Thank you, really!<</s>>
<<s Author>>Don't mention it, friend!<</s>>
<<link "Keep going" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/nb.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>So what if you were not the spitting image of masculinity?">><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>So what if you were not the spitting image of masculinity? Not everyone needs to be buff and strong and masculine and dirty you know...<</s>>
<<s Leo>>But I'm supposed to want it, no?<</s>>
<<s Author>>You're supposed to want what you actually feel like wanting, not whatever they tell you to aspire to.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>It is easier to follow what already is there honestly. But you do make a point, I don't know.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I know I'm right.<</s>>
Although tactless, my point of view was made to my friend. I just hope he listens to it and takes it to heart.
<<link "Keep going" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>He has something special that he should benefit from.">><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>It's a strength, Leo, being different.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>A strength that leads to my ridicule?<</s>>
<<s Author>>A strength that allows you to be seen, understood more deeply than others. I feel comfortable talking to you, not despite of your femininity, but because of it!<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Wait, what?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Besides, not any man would be able to take the female part, they had to be special in order to play these coveted parts! You are special, like these people, in a sense that you are defining who you are at every step of the way. People wish they had your ability!<</s>>
<<s Leo>>You know what? You're right! Fuck Mr Carter!<</s>>
His words grab the attention of one of the nearby students. Leo rushes to apologize.
<<s Leo>>Sorry, I didn't...<</s>>
<<s Author>>It's okay Leo, noone cares. Althought that wasn't very ladylike.<</s>>
I smile at him. We both laugh at the joke.
<<link "Keep going" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>></div><center><<pichead "locations/toilet.jpg">><h2>Class n° <<print $classnumber>></h2><h3>Bathroom Break</h3></center><<pickup $class "Bathroom Break" 1>>
Notes and strings and percussions and whatnot.
I like music, the noise can create interesting sensations in people, moving them in ways that words cannot express. You can't quite quantify it, it's something you feel more than anything else, and that's what's beautiful with it.
But sometimes, your stupid body does things that it's not meant to do, and you have to miss out on music class to go to the toilet. Bladder full, I excuse myself from class and head towards the bathrooms, where I rush to the furthest (and cleanest) stall.
That's when I hear them. Bursting through the door, they start heading towards one of the stall, giggling in the process.
Then I hear muffled moans. They're kissing. Passionately.
Feeling like a pervert, afraid to flush the toilet, I'm stuck there as I hear two individuals enjoying each other's bodies a few feet away. As I try to stand up calmly to put on my clothes and strategize, the cloth catches on to the toilet rim, lifting it before it slams down on the toilet.
The sound carries in the room, as the two lovers stop their playful explorations.
<<s Jerome>>Anyone there?<</s>> A male voice calls out.
I panic, open the door in a rush and run outside, not wanting to be caught like a pervert.
After rushing away, no clear destination in mind, I reach a bench and sit down on it, catching my breath. Can you believe what just happened?
<div id="choices">
<<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/sexskill.png'>That was hot">><<add "arousal" 20>><<add "open" 1>><<add "sexskill" 1>><<replace "#choices">><br><<s Author>>In public!<</s>>
//They had sex in public, and if I wasn't there, they'd have kept going!
Wheover they are, they didn't care if what they were doing was wrong. They just went for it! And it was hot!//
I silently curse myself as I catch my breath. //Why did I have to move? I could've kept listening...//
<<s Author>>Maybe next time...<</s>> Will there be a next time?
<<link 'Head out'>><<goto "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/sexskill.png'>How could they do that?">><<add "arousal" 10>><<add "sexskill" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>They didn't care that they were in public!<</s>>
Can you imagine ever doing something like that? I'd die of shame!
Then again, it takes courage to do what they did. //Not that I could ever do something like that of course.//
Thank god I left when I did, can you imagine what would've happened if they went even further with me just a few feet away??
I doubt they would ever do something like that again now that I basically stopped them. //Would they?//
<<link 'Head out'>><<goto "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Should I report them?">><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>These people are probably back at it now...<</s>>
//Maybe I should've reported them, that would've taught them a lesson.//
As I think to myself whether or not it is too late to go back there and stop them in their tracks, I put myself in their shoes. The best I can all things considered.
Their actions are reckless, but I doubt they'd keep going after what happened.
Maybe next time I can be proactive about this and catch them in the act, call someone on them...
//Next time, I take matters in my own hands.//
<<link 'Head out'>><<goto "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
</div><center><<pichead "classes/biology.jpg">><h2>Class n° <<print $classnumber>></h2><h3>Biology and Bodies</h3></center><<pickup $class "Biology and Bodies" 1>>
<<if visited(passage()) is 1>>Making my way into biology class, I take my seat at the front of the class, ready for another lesson by Ms. <<light Rotherford>>.
<<s Rotherford>>Intrinsically, at their base, men and women have fundamental differences that one cannot overlook.
If you are to see how one might differ from the other, you will notice a lot of very apparent, very flagrant differences between the two. And that is normal.<</s>>
As the teacher goes on and on about the various reasons why men and women are so different from one another, I can't help but think of how absurd these things are.
Hey... what fo you think I should do now, listen to the class or daydream with you?
<div id="choices">
<<link "Listen to class. You might learn something of value.">>
<<replace "#choices">>''Listen to class. You might learn something of value.''<<add "grade" 1>>
<<s Author>> Okay jeez. I don't know why you're so serious! But thanks, that's a very responsible choice I have to say.<</s>>
As the class continues, I feel further enlightened by the wise words of my professor.
That was sarcasm by the way. Can I go out now?
<<link 'Leave class'>><<goto "School">><</link>><</replace>>
<</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/sexskill.png'>You're right, class is boring. Let's think of some more clear differences between boys and girls.">><<add "sexskill" 1>><<add "arousal" 10>>
<<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>You're right, class is boring. Let's think of some more clear differences between boys and girls.<</s>>
I like your style, nameless voice that chooses for me...
I don't know why, but listening to my teacher explain these silly differences and how there's a difference between the sexes beyond genitalia...
Genitalia...
You know, I never saw a penis in real life before. It's odd how much importance people give such a thing when it's obviously not sanitary or interesting. I mean I've read that they get bigger when a man is excited but like that's nothing too special right? I don't think it is at least...
As time passes and I keep thinking about penises, I don't remember much of the class except when the teacher starts pointing out the genital differences. The bell rings before she can go into more detail regarding these things.
<<link 'Leave class'>><<goto "School">><</link>><</replace>>
<</link>>
</div>
<<else>><<if $leoavoid is true>><<goto "Random lvl1 Class">><</if>>As Ms. <<light Rotherford>> drones on about physical differences between men and women, I thank myself for having taken a seat a bit further back in the class, isolated next to my good friend <<light Leo>>.
Diverting my attention from the lesson, I notice that he is particularly interested in what the teacher is saying, enthralled as she elaborates further on the difference in sexes.
<<s Author>>Hey, Leo! Is everything okay?<</s>> I laugh softly
<<s Leo>>What? Oh yeah.. It's just odd what she's saying.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Odd? How so?<</s>> I ask, curiosity peaked.
<<s Leo>>Oh it's nothing. Just that well she's saying that all men are naturally dominant and have muscles and whatnot<</s>>
I could already see where he was going with this. If one looks at Leo they wouldn't really see the absolute image of masculinity, but he's him I guess, nothing wrong with that!
<<s Author>>Hey listen to me. All this talking about sexes... It's meaningless alright? Sex is not equal to gender and also you're you.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>What do you mean?<</s>>
<div id="choices">
<<link "<img src='images/icons/masc.png'>I mean you're still a man regardless of your appearance">><<add "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>I mean you're still a man regardless of your appearance. People might look at you differently for it, but I'm sure that with a bit of effort you'd be able to build up the image you want to build.<</s>>
I smile at him, showing my support, before we're both called to attention by <<light Rotherford>>, who keeps with her lesson.
As classes end, I am left with the choice of either <<link 'joining Leo after class'>><<goto "Leo">><</link>> or <<link 'leaving class'>><<goto "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/nb.png'>I mean you're you, neither here nor there">><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>I mean you're you, neither here nor there. So what if you're not masculine in the strictest of terms? You're unique, Leo, and that's what makes you special to me.<</s>>
I smile at him, showing my support to his uniqueness regardless of his gender, before we're both called to attention by Ms.<<light Rotherford>>, who continues with her lesson.
As classes end, I am left with the choice of either <<link 'Joining Leo after class'>><<goto "Leo">><</link>> or <<link 'leaving class'>><<goto "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'>I mean you're feminine, and that is fine">><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>I mean you're feminine, but so what? There's nothing wrong in being unique like that, and noone should make you feel any bad for it. It doesn't necessarily mean you're a girl, but that wouldn't be so bad, would it? My bestie Lea.<</s>>
I smile at him wide, and can see him blushing a bit at the thought. We both turn to look at Ms. Rotherford, who continues her lesson unbothered.
As classes end, I am left with the choice of either <<link 'Joining Leo after class'>><<goto "Leo">><</link>> or <<link 'leaving class'>><<goto "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
</div><</if>><center><<pichead "classes/soccer.jpg">><h2>Class n° <<print $classnumber>></h2><h3>Conflict of Interest</h3></center><<pickup $class "Conflict of Interest" 1>>
Sometimes sports classes can be fun. Especially when the coach doesn't really care about giving lessons and drills, and simply allows us to play and have fun.
Soccer was the game of the session, and while it was a fun game, we were all required to participate.
<<s Eric>>Hey $name ! Excited to play?<</s>>
<<light Eric>> was for all sense and purpose, a stranger. He's always there, around me, and has been at the school every since we started attending years ago, and has been there since, but nothing about him is truly special you know...
I've always had my doubts that he has a secret crush on me or something.
<<s Samuel>>Of course she is! She'll be playing with me today<</s>>
<<light Samuel>>, on the other hand, was a new guy at the school. His eyes grabbed your attention and his tone was always somewhat breathy, seductive. I never knew if he was actively hitting on me or if it was simply the walk he talked, but I always felt important around him.
Coach called us all in to seperate the teams, and it seemed like he is going through some serious marital problems since he didn't even bother to do that. Calling me and <<light Yara>> in, he tasks us of chosing our people for the game.
While both men were capable players, I knew as did <<light Yara>> that we would each be able to snag one of them for the game.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/cuck.png'><img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'>Choose Samuel">><<add "cuck" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<add "Samuel" 1>><<replace "#choices">>//<<light Samuel>> was obviously the superior athlete, and I just had to have him on my team. The fact that he made me feel good about myself wasn't as relevant, right?//
As the game started, the ball was thrown back and forth quite a few times. Opportunities were missed but we were doing well as a team.
At one point, I received the ball in the perfect place for a goal, and tried my chance.
<<if $athletics >= 8>>Aiming for the upper right corner, my ball finds home behind the net in amazing fashion, securing the point for my team,
<div id="celebration">Time to celebrate!
<<link "Celebrate with the whole team">><<replace "#celebration">>Jumping up and down, I head back to my team, high-fiving some of them and hugging others. Proud of my accomplishment, I'm all smiles as class ends.
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'>Celebrate alone and taunt the other team">><<less "Eric" 1>><<less "Yara" 1>><<replace "#celebration">>I let the adrenaline rush get to my head as I celebrate with a hearty roar, looking at the opposing team and laughing in their face as a few of my team members join me from the back. I smile at <<light Yara>> and <<light Eric>> as they accept their defeat at my agile feet.
I'm all smiles as class ends.
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/cuck.png'>Celebrate with the assist maker, Samuel">><<add "cuck" 1>><<add "Samuel" 1>><<replace "#celebration">>Ecstatic at the goal I just scored, I turned towards the person who gave me the assist,<<light Samuel>>, and jump in his arms in celebration. Carrying me in his strong hands, he jumps along, both of us happy with the goal I just scored.
The other team looks along as he carries me back to our side of the field, <<light Eric>> included.
I'm all smiles as class ends.
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><<else>>I give the ball a hearty kick, but miss the goal entirely. Intercepted by one of the defense, <<light Eric>>, he attempts to move it up the field as he's cut off by <<light Samuel>>, who impressively yet slightly agressively snatches to ball away and gives it a strong, precise kick, to the back of their net.
<div id="celebration">Time to celebrate!
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/cuck.png'>Jump in his arms in celebration">><<add "cuck" 1>><<add "Samuel" 1>><<replace "#celebration">>Exstatic at the goal he just scored, I rush towards <<light Samuel>>, and jump in his arms in celebration. Carrying me in his strong hands, he jumps along, both of us happy with the impressive goal he just scored.
The other team looks along as he carries me back to our side of the field, <<light Eric>> included.
I'm all smiles as class ends.
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Join the team in celebration">><<replace "#celebration">>Rushing around me, the team joins <<light Samuel>> to celebrate the goal, as I join them all in the point we just snagged for the team. We share a smile as we head back to our side of the field.
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Check up on Eric">><<add "Eric" 1>><<less "Samuel" 1>><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#celebration">>The goal might've been impressive, but<<light Eric>>looks hurt to me as I approach him, the team celebrating behind.
<<s Author>>Hey is everything okay?<</s>>
He looks up, and noticing it's me checking up on him, puts on a strong face.
<<s Eric>>Yeah yeah, all is good. Thanks for asking.<</s>>
His hand on his knee tells me otherwise, but before I get to chance to act on it, I'm cut off by <<light Samuel>>.
<<s Samuel>>Come on, $name . We need to go back to our side of the field.<</s>>
He gives a side glance to the white guy, before grabbing me along.
The game ends soon thereafter, my excitement somewhat lessened by the intensity of it.
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><</if>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Choose Eric">><<add "Eric" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I'm sure having him on my team will push him to perform even better than others, and so I choose<<light Eric>>to join my side.
As the game progresses, I start noticing our team performing a bit worse than the other one, chemistry somewhat missing. And with a coach that doesn't seem interested in doing what he was paid to do, busy talking to - judging by the tone he was taking - his cheating wife, I felt the responsibility to rally my team fall onto my shoulders.
<div id="rally"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Rally the team by motivating them">><<add "Eric" 1>><<add "reputation" 1>><<replace "#rally">><<s Author>>Alright listen up people! We need to be more and do more if we want to do this. Yes sure our grade will not be impacted whatsoever because the coach doesn't care. But do you know who cares? I do. And I know you do too. So let's show them what we have!<</s>>
My speech seems to have an effect on my fellow teammates... For like 2 minutes. And then <<light Samuel>> scores a goal. And another. And another.
The game ends in an abysmal performance, but hey at least everyone had fun right?
<<link "Leave Class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/cuck.png'>Reprimand the weakest link, Eric">><<add "Samuel" 1>><<add "cuck" 1>><<replace "#rally">>In my frustration, I see <<light Eric>> missing his mark, causing a man to be open, who receives the ball and lodges it in the back of the net. I allow my anger to control me, he needs a lesson.
<<s Author>>Are you stupid or what?? How could you let him go like that?<</s>>
<<s Eric>>I'm sorry, I just couldn't catch up.<</s>>
<<s Author>>No wonder you couldn't. You're such a failure.<</s>>
Having berated my teammate, I carry that anger with me as the game progresses, and ultimately score a goal for my team. He dare not look me in the eye as I celebrate my point. A sly <<light Samuel>> shimes in with a congratulations.
//At least he knows how to play, I should've chosen him.//
<<link "Leave Class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<if $smarts >= 13>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Come up with a winning strategy">><<add "Eric" 1>><<add "Yara" 1>><<add "Samuel" 1>><<replace "#rally">>Soccer might be a physical game, but people's actions come from their mindsets.
Noticing a lack in the other team's defenses, I gather my team and offer we lull them into a strong offensive, pulling their key players in, before launching an immediate counter-attack against their team.
Surely enough, my strategy works against the other team as we start scoring and turning the tides of the game, impressing them with our comeback.
Everyone's all smiles and fun when we leave the field, all confident we did our best and learned something new.
All except for the coach, of course, who's still in his fight with his wife over the phone.
<<link "Leave Class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Come up with a winning strategy" "Smarts<img src='images/icons/smarts.png'> lower than 5">><</if>>
</div><</replace>><</link>>
</div><center><<pichead "classes/dance.jpg">><h2>Class n° <<print $classnumber>></h2><h3>Creative Dancing</h3></center>
<div id="choices"><<if $dance.has('EvaLeo') or $dance.has('JeromeJasmin') or $dance.has('SamuelEric')>>Back at dance class, I had to repeat last time's assignment, this time with new people apparently.<<else>>Interestingly enough, sometimes it feels like classes at my school come out of nowhere, with no real explanation as to what they mean.
Dance class, which comes like once every week or so, is one of those classes that simply make you ask yourself "what to fuck is going on?"
In today's lesson, we apparently had to team up and create a choreography to a song of our choice, all within the hour.
I had my pick of three different groups.<</if>>
<<if $dance.has('JeromeJasmin')>><<dark "Team up with Jerome and Jasmin" "I already partnered with them.">><<else>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Team up with Jerome and Jasmin">><<pickup $dance 'JeromeJasmin' 1>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "Jerome" 1>><<replace "#choices">>These two have always been the most entertaining couple in the school. The way she fawns over him and his poise have always been an interest to us all.
However, if you were to ask them about it, they'd deny anything happening. Typical couple stuff you know...
Anyway it was at this point that I noticed that I might've made a mistake joining these two in their team, as I had a peculiar choice to make regarding the performance we needed to do.
<div id="choices2">
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/energy.png'><img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'>Perform a raunchy rap song">><<less "energy" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<replace "#choices2">><center><img src="images/classes/dance-classes/dirtydancebbc.webp" width="60%"></center>
Drilled by <<light Jerome>> on how to really improve our dancing, he teaches both <<light Jasmin>> and I how to twerk better, how to get low, and basically how to dance to rap songs.
Our performance is exhausting but well worth the positive reactions we get, and seeing the smile on <<light Jasmin>>'s face during all of it makes it all worth the performance.
<<link "Leave Class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>Perform a romantic song where two girls fight over the man">><<add "open" 1>><<add "Jerome" 1>><<replace "#choices2">><center><img src="images/classes/dance-classes/jeromesensual.jpg" width="60%"></center>
Following <<light Jerome>>'s lead, <<light Jasmin>> and I listen to his tale of loe and deception, and implement it in a choreography that flows with ease and beauty.
Not expecting this much emotions to be felt in a simple dance, I start feeling with the character I am playing, truly wanting to have the man all to myself.
I find great pleasure and joy when the scene ends with me in his arms, <<light Jasmin>> thrown aside and begging at our feet.
//Has she no shame, doing this just for a performance?//
<<link "Leave Class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>><</if>>
<<if $dance.has('EvaLeo')>><<dark "Team up with Eva and Leo" "I already partnered with them.">><<else>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Team up with Eva and Leo">><<pickup $dance 'EvaLeo' 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<replace "#choices">><img src='images/classes/dance-classes/leoeva.jpg' width='500px' title='Me, Leo, and Eva'>
My two friends are overjoyed to see me join their team in today's class, as we set about talking about what it actually means to have dancing classes in highschool instead of concentrating on //better things//.
While <<light Eva>> and I seem to be on the same page about the uselessness of it all, <<light Leo>> convinces us that having fun every once in a whle isn't so bad after all.
Setting aside the why, we concentrated on the what.
<div id="choices2">We had to choose what performance we were giving.
<<link "<img src='images/icons/x.png'><img src='images/icons/x.png'>Dance to a musical song">><<less "grade" 2>><<replace "#choices2">>Making the easy choice, we decide to look at musicals for their choreography and learn that, finding ease in performing something that already is there and perfectly fits the song chosen.
When the teacher penalizes us for not creating the choreography like the lesson required, our nagging gets us nowhere.
<<link "Leave Class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/x.png'><img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'>Dance to a pop song">><<less "grade" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices2">><img src='images/classes/dance-classes/leoeva.jpg' width='500px' title='Me, Leo, and Eva'>
Using pop songs to dance to, we create a choreography that's playful, each lip-syncing to one part of the song while the others danced around them.
In performing the dance, at the part where the rapper starts his tirade, <<light Leo>> starts singing along as <<light Eva>> and I twerk around him.
We are immediately halted by a few of the students in class.
<<s Julio>>Yo that's some insensitive shit. Cut it out.<</s>>
Unaware of the optics of our performance, we profusely apologize to the other students, halting our performance. The teacher removes grades, but I'd rather that than more tension. We were in the wrong.
<<link "Leave Class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Dance to a feminine song">><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<replace "#choices2">><img src='images/classes/dance-classes/singleladies.webp' width='500px' title='Single Ladies with Leo'>
Despite his initial protests, <<light Leo>> joins us in dancing to the hit song "All the Single Ladies", shaking his ass with us and overall being one of the girls in the dance. Our performance is beautiful, and we share a huge smile at the end of it, catching our breath.
Try as he may, femininity suits him.
<<link "Leave Class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>><</if>>
<<if $dance.has('SamuelEric')>><<dark "Team up with Samuel and Eric" "I already partnered with them.">><<else>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Team up with Samuel and Eric">><<pickup $dance 'SamuelEric' 1>><<add "Samuel" 1>><<add "Eric" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Joining the two boys for this session's dance class, I'm excited to see where our performance will take us. After presenting their ideas, I am left to be the one to choose what we will be doing.
<div id="choices2"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/cuck.png'><img src='images/icons/x.png'>Samuel's Idea - Street Fight with Female presenter">><<add "Samuel" 1>><<add "cuck" 1>><<less "grade" 1>><<replace "#choices2">><center><img src="images/classes/dance-classes/dancefight.png" width="600 px"></center>
Following <<light Samuel>>'s lead, we decide to do somehting a bit different and perform a dance that incorporates fight moves and athletic performance. While <<light Eric>> is lacking in a few areas of his performance, we use it to our advantage in telling the story where <<light Samuel>> is ultimately victorious. The professor points out at the end of our performance that I was relegated to being a background characters, and as such my grade will suffer.
<<link "Leave Class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/grade.png'>Eric's Idea - A Romantic menage a trois">><<add "Eric" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<replace "#choices2">><<light Eric>>'s idea is an interesting one. A dance where they both fight over me, pulling me from one side to the other possesively, is something that will sure to entertain and catch the professor's attention.
Losing myself in the performance, I see a beauty in simply letting go and joining one, seperating, then joining the other.
Flashing back to our training, we never decided in whcih direction I would head in the end. Which of them I would choose.
And now, as the dance ends and both of them look at me in expectation, I am left with a choice:
<div id="choices3"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Choose Eric">><<add "Eric" 1>><<replace "#choices3">>Turning to my white friend, I walk towards him as the song ends, and wrap my arms around him, breathing heavily.
<<link "Leave Class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/cuck.png'>Choose Samuel">><<add "cuck" 1>><<add "Samuel" 1>><<replace "#choices3">><center><img src="images/classes/dance-classes/samuelchoice.webp" width="600 px"></center>Turning towards the new black guy, a relative stranger, I am lost in his eyes as I hug him and feel his arms around me. Taking a deep breath, his masculine musk fills my nostrils.
<<link "Leave Class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<if $smarts >= 17>><<link "<img src='images/icons/grade.png'>Choose neither">><<add "grade" 1>><<replace "#choices3">>I think of a third option, one that sends a deeper message than whatever the choice has to be. I look at one, then turn to look at the other, before simply looking ahead and leaving them both hanging.
The professor praises the ending, a message of independence away from the confines of men and choice. I'm happy with the boost in my grade.
<<link "Leave Class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Choose neither" "Smarts<img src='images/icons/smarts.png'> lower than 17">><</if>></div><</replace>><</link>>
</div><</replace>><</link>><</if>></div><<if $jasminavoid is true>><<goto "Random lvl1 Class">><</if>>
<center><<pichead "classes/history-of-africa.jpg">><h2>Class n° <<print $classnumber>></h2><h3>History of Africa</h3></center><<pickup $class "History of Africa" 1>>
As I walk into history class, I grab my seat next to my friend <<light Jasmin>>.
After a short while, the teacher walks into class, starting the lesson. I immediately start drifting off as we are met with meaningless conversations about events happening far away from my country, in another continent altogether. Why should I care what is happening to people in that area?
As I look around the class for some distraction, I notice <<light Jasmin>> next to me is engaged in what the teacher is explaining. Apparently, she still is very interested in whatever is happening overseas in some forgotten African country.
As the bell rings and class ends, I am approached by my friend, who calls out to me:
<<s Jasmin>> Hey! Can you believe all these stories? How dare the world act that way towards human beings?<</s>>
<<s Author>> I know... It's heartbreaking.<</s>> I can't seem to put much emotion behind the words I am saying.
Jasmin looks at me suspiciously. <<s Jasmin>> Wait... Do you really not care about Africans that much?<</s>>
<div id="choices"><center><<dark "❗Notice❗" "Choosing the second option will lock off all social media BNWO elements from the game.">></center>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Wait. No. I do care about them">><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "AfricaInsta" 1>>
<<replace "#choices">>I rethink my position regarding the subject, and notice that the issue itself is important, despite the class being boring. <<s Author>>I do. I do care about them.<</s>>
<<light Jasmin>> looks at me, nods, and continues talking:
<<s Jasmin>> It's good to hear that. Then you wouldn't mind following a few pages on instagram that help in sharing positive news and fights for their causes, right?<</s>>
As she stares at me, almost challenging me to disagree, I find myself nodding to her, accepting whatever she wants to spring unto me.
Noticing my silence, she smiles widely, kisses me on the cheek, and starts walking away with a spring to her step.
<<s Jasmin>> Make sure you follow the pages I send you! Interact with them girlie!<</s>> She shouts out down the corridor.
I decide to <<link 'leave class'>><<goto "School">><</link>>.
<</replace>>
<</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'>I don't really care...">><<less "Jasmin" 3>>
<<replace "#choices">> Honestly there's so much going on. <<s Author>>There's enough struggle here. Why should I care about people overseas Jasmin?<</s>>
As I say these words, <<light Jasmin>> looks at me in disbelief. I feel like I personally offended her, even though she shares nothing with these people...
<<s Jasmin>>Wow. I did not expect that from you, $name . Have a nice day.<</s>>
As she walks away, I cannot help but feel like this has placed a true strain on our friendship.
I decide to <<link 'leave class'>><<goto "School">><</link>><</replace>>
<</link>>
</div><<if $yaraavoid is true>><<goto "Random lvl1 Class">><</if>><center><<pichead "locations/gymnasium.jpg">><h2>Class n° <<print $classnumber>></h2><h3>Introduction to Gymnastics</h3></center><<pickup $class "Intro to Gymnastics" 1>>
They're jumping, expressing themselves, happy to flaunt their bodies, and here I am in gymnastics class watching it all unfold... <<if $athletics >=10>>As I join in, I can't help but be proud of the way my body can handle the physical pressure.<<else>>Joining the activities, I struggle silently in my own corner.<</if>>
<<light Yara>> spots me from the side of her eye and walks towards me, wanting to talk.
<<s Yara>>Hey you! How are you doing?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Hey Yara. I'm doing fine and you?<</s>>
Yara looks at me, and it seems like she notices something.
<<s Yara>>Fine is too big a word. Your form needs improvement. Here let me help.<</s>>
Without warning, she places her hand on my back and gently pushes me forward, bent as I reach for my toes.
<center><img src="images/classes/workout-class1.webp" width="60%"></center>
<<s Author>>Ouch it hurts.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Is it unbearable?<</s>>
I think for a moment.
<<s Author>>No. It's fine.<</s>>
<<s Yara>> Good. That means that it's working. Breathe.<</s>>
I follow her request and take a deep breath. As I exhale she pushes a bit more on my back. The pain is strong.
<<s Yara>>Listen to your breath and match mine. I want you to bend all nice and tight for me<</s>>
//Tight?// At my next exhale, Yara pushes a bit more and I hear her say softly under her breath <<s Yara>>good girl<</s>>
<div id="choices">
<<link "<img src='images/icons/athletics.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Follow her request and push my limits">><<add "Yara" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "athletics" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I listen to her //like a good girl// and breathe along, trying to match our breaths as she pushes me to stretch more than I ever had. Her expertise is not lost on me as this training improves my abilities a lot.
A while later, as she lets go of me, I look at her in the eyes as I thank her. <<s Author>>This was better than I expected.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>You're welcome girl. Next time you do me.<</s>>
I wouldn't mind that... //Wait I do her?//
<<link 'Leave class'>><<goto "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/sexskill.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Her closeness to my body is distracting">><<add "Yara" 2>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "arousal" 20>><<add "sexskill" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I can feel her hands on my back as she whispers these words in my ear.
They send a beautiful chill down my spine as I softly moan, than tense up a bit, hoping she didn't listen to that.
<<s Yara>>Is everything okay?<</s>>
I silently curse myself.
<<s Author>> All is fine.<</s>> I tell her, feeling myself grow hornier by the second at being bent in front of her like a pretzel.
She adjusts her hands on my back, and I can feel them start to wrap a bit further around me. These beautiful athletic hands that are morphing me to her liking.
I lose myself in the sensation for a short while, and let off an audible gasp as I feel myself drifting.
She stops her pressure.
<<s Author>>No..<</s>> I softly say as she moves aside and looks me in the eye.
She lifts my chin up to look right at me.
<<s Yara>>Good job. You'll get there eventually.<</s>>
I blush slightly, unable to maintain eye contact. She smiles softly.
<<link 'Leave class'>><<goto "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/close.png'>I don't care to push my limits... And she's awfully close to my liking.">><<less "Yara" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<less "athletics" 1>><<replace "#choices">>These two words immediately put me out of the whole thing. I pry myself away from her.
<<s Author>>Please stop. I don't know what you're doing but I'm not in need of your help.<</s>>
She looks at me, startled by my sudden outburst. I don't feel comfortable.
<<s Author>>Look Yara, I'm sorry but this is definitely not working for me.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>I understand. Sorry if I made you uncomfortable.<</s>>
I give her a small smile before going about doing other stuff.
<<link 'Leave class'>><<goto "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
</div><<if $evaavoid is true and $yaraavoid is true>><<goto "Random lvl1 Class">><</if>><center><<pichead "classes/fifty.jpg">><h2>Class n° <<print $classnumber>></h2><h3>Literary Values</h3></center><<pickup $class "Literary Values" 1>>
Some days, school simply forgets what it stands for and suddenly starts teaching the most unhinged things.
This was one of these days.
When we started English class, we didn't know what the teacher had in mind for us as they put forth one name. E L James.
What ensued was one of the most unhinged conversations I've ever seen palyed out in class, as students went to war about the legitimacy of erotic fiction as literature, all the while the professor was watching on as the debate flared.
I couldn't believe what I was witnessing. On the one hand, it was the professor that has launched the topic. On the other, the topic in question was one of the most vile ones I've ever seen debated in an academic setting, and I have classes with Mr. <<light Bekham>>, so that was saying something.
I didn't know where things were headed, but the professor shimed in with her question:
<<s professor>>Who has actually read any of his books?<</s>>
Seeing <<light Eva>> shyly raise her hand along a few of the other students put me in shock. I never would've expected her to be the kind to read such a book, let alone admit to it!
She dared not look me in the eyes.
<<s professor>>And how did you feel about what you read?<</s>>
Her question was directed towards my friend.
<<s Eva>>I didn't like the way the book falsely portrayed the BDSM community. In looking for cheap audience collection, the author basically lost the attention to accurate representation, a cornerstone of any literary creation.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>He might have cut corners, but at the end of the day, he was able to bring an obscure aspect of that community you apparently belong to and bring it to light to a wider audience.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I'm not a submissive<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Never said you were.<</s>>
<<light Yara>>'s comment illicits laughs from the whole class.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/x.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'>Laugh along">><<add "Yara" 1>><<less "Eva" 1>><<add "evasub" 1>><<less "grade" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I can't help but laugh along at the joke, despite it being at the expense of a friend.
Eva notices this and frowns at me, before carrying on with the original conversation:
<<s Eva>>Despite his good words and eloquent turn of phrase, the impact that his erroneous portrayal of the BDSM community cannot be denied. His work is admirable on a literary front, but on a humanitarian front he still has a lot to prove.<</s>>
The professor can't help but smile for a bit, glad that <<light Eva>> was able to maintain her composure and keep at the task at hand.
Yara's comment was too funny to ignore, honestly.
<<link 'Leave class'>><<goto "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/x.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Defend Eva's submissiveness">><<add "Eva" 1>><<less "Yara" 1>><<less "grade" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "evasub" 2>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>What's so wrong in being submissive?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Are you saying you're a submissive too, $name ?<</s>>
I look at <<light Eva>>, staring back at me, unable to discern her emotions, and take the plunge.
<<s Author>>Yes, I am, so what. Does it invalidate anyone's opinion what they are?<</s>>
<<s professor>>Please, let's go back to the topic at hand and move away from this tangeant.<</s>>
<<light Yara>> smirks at me still after my honest reveal, seemingly reading right through me.
As I turn to look at <<light Eva>>, she gives me a compassionate smile.
//Submissives unite!// I guess...
<<link 'Leave class'>><<goto "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Eva is right">><<add "Eva" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>The fact of the matter remains the same, one successful author who uses a certain aspect of human experience just for shock value and to bring in revenue is hardly enough representation. This is the same as having a queer character in modern TV, just to kill them off because they need the as plot device and not as a character of their own.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Exactly. Using the struggles of a certain marginzalized group just for revenue is exactly what's wrong in all kinds of art, chief of all literature which is meant to be an image of society.<</s>>
I can see the professor is impressed by our arguments as she takes a note on her files. <<light Yara>> even seems convinced by what we've said, which makes me happy.
<<link 'Leave class'>><<goto "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Yara is right">><<add "Yara" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<less "Eva" 1>><<add "evasub" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>I have to agree with Yara on this one.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>That Eva is a submissive?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yes, but also that representation, no matter how small, matters. So what if the spanking happens by hand or with a paddle? If someone would like to know more about the subject, they can do their own research. Literature has always been but a window, an artform like all others that uses aspects to paint a picture, and most often, artforms at their base lack the full picture because that's the subjectivity of them. Even sculpture lack the skin tone.<</s>>
<<light Eva>> seems to be demotivated to take the topic further, preferring to remain silent. The professor notes my participation in class, which makes me happy.
<<light Yara>> smiles at me, whispering to me without anyone to hear:<<s Yara>>good girl.<</s>>
I hide my blushing face from her, but doubt she missed my rosy cheeks.
<<link 'Leave class'>><<goto "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
</div><<if $evaavoid is true>><<goto "Random lvl1 Class">><</if>>
<center><<pichead "classes/arithmetics.jpg">><h2>Class n° <<print $classnumber>></h2><h3>Simple Arithmetics</h3></center><<pickup $class "Simple Arithmetics" 1>>
One plus one equals 2.
Simple, straightforward.
Then out of the blue we're talking about strings and parabolas and the weirdest shapes and forms, asking about exes without knowing why.
I have no idea when we reached that point in my education but suddenly I am faced with the oddest of "numbers" if you could even call them that.
After class ended, I was approached by<<light Eva>>
<<s Eva>>Hey friend. Do you have any idea what that was about?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Honestly I have no idea, I wish I knew.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Good to hear I'm not the only one.<</s>>
I find comfort in the fact that we're both on the same page.
<<s Eva>>I sometimes wonder if it is easier to be less smart, you know...<</s>>
<<s Author>>How do you mean?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I mean look at //Elsa//. She has no clue what's going on around her and yet is always happy. Don't you sometimes wish you were this... simple?<</s>>
<div id="choices">I don't know whether I should
<<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Agree with her">><<less "smarts" 1>><<less "evasmarts" 2>><<add "open" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>You actually make a very valid point. It would be nice not to care for once...<</s>>
<<s Eva>> I know right! People would attribute your misdeeds over your stupidity, not your character.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Spoken like a true philosopher!<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Yeah, I'm too smart to play dumb.<</s>>
<<link 'continue'>><<goto "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
or <<link "<img src='images/icons/smarts.png'><img src='images/icons/close.png'>Disagree with her">><<add "smarts" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Honestly, I can't agree to that. We were blessed with brains to use them, not to place them as decoration.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Yeah but sometimes it can get overbearing. I wish there was a way I could simply... I don't know... Shut it off for a while and just go for stuff.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I don't know what you mean. I for one am happy that my brain is functional and well.<</s>>
<<link 'continue'>><<goto "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
or <<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>moderation is key">><<add "open" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<less "evasmarts" 1>><<replace"#choices">><<s Author>>You might have a point, but I personally like my thoughts and creative spirit.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I'm not saying to become a completely vapid person, but like I don't know if I really want to care about hyperboles and all that useless mathematical nonesense.<</s>>
<<s Author>>That I can agree with. There are times to be smart and there are times to not think. Math class is one of those times.<</s>>
We both laugh at the joke as we walk down the school corridors.
<<link 'continue'>><<goto "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>.
</div><center><<pichead "classes/chemistry.jpg">><h2>Class n° <<print $classnumber>></h2><h3>Basic Chemistry</h3></center><<pickup $class "Basic Chemistry" 1>>
<<if visited(passage()) is 1>><<s professor>>Please don't go around touching objects and substances that you shouldn't. We are in the lab and we should act accordingly.<</s>> The professor was stern, monotone in her voice but precise about what she was saying.
Here we were, at the school's lab, for our chemistry class, about to discover the properties of water! And it was honestly exciting, had we been given free reign to do our own experiments. We had to just watch our professor do her tricks for the whole class as we watched along and observed the right way to do things since we "couldn't be trusted" with the equipment for our first time there.
It was therefore less than ideal s the professor droned on about what she was doing and the variations of decanters nd the effects they would have on the substances inside.
<<s professor>><<print $name>> will you come join me for this exercise?<</s>> She called out to me, out of all the students in the class.
I walked over next to her in my lab coat, hoping to secure a bump to my grade.
<<s professor>>You'll be taking care of the heat, making sure that this substance doesn't go beyond the number you have in front of you, as I explain the specifics of what is going on. Just make sure that it never goes above this number but is as close to it as it can be.<</s>>
She had given me my task, and hand on the lever I was about to fulfill it, when I noticed that I will have to either concentrate on the temperature or on her speech.
<div id="choices"><<if $smarts lte 20>><<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/x.png'>Why bother, let's daydream">><<add "arousal" 20>><<add "open" 1>><<less "grade" 1>><<less "smarts" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Not finding the attraction of having to concentrate on either of these two honestly boring options, I decided to watch the flame I was taking care of, see how it swung back and forth and brought with it a beautiful heat that shifted colors with its intensity.
//Woah! It turns blue when it's warmer!//
Allowing myself the distraction, I zoned out the voice of my professor explaining whatever it was that she was explaining, a hazy fume filling my mind.
Fume...
<<s professor>><<print $name>>! You stupid girl look what you've done!<</s>> The voice coupled with a sharp tug at my shoulder broke me out of my daydream,, as I notice the added heat had turned the substance into vapor, an unfortunate incident.
<<s Author>>Sorry.<</s>> I say halfheartedly, bored beyond words.
<<link "go back" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Why bother, let's daydream" "I'm too smart for this.">><</if>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/grade.png'>Concentrate on the temperature">><<add "grade" 1>><<less "smarts" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Removing the professor's sound from my mind, I concentrated entirely on the flame flickering in front of me, observing it closely and doing my best to make sure that the temperature it cause didn't allow the substance to go overboard.
I was vigilant, concentrated and careful, as I watched the flames flicker and changed its intensity and color to match my requirements. The hazy noise in the background did nothing to divert my attention from my task, and I only noticed it had ended when a hand was placed on my shoulder.
<<s professor>>Good job, <<print $name>>.<</s>> the professor said as she took over, noticing my digilent work.
//I did well. I wonder what that was for though, this class makes no sense!//
<<link "go back" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/smarts.png'><img src='images/icons/x.png'>Concentrate on the explanation">><<less "grade" 1>><<add "smarts" 1>><<replace "#choices">>The dilemma had no solution, and I preferred to understand the lesson rather than do some menial task who wouldn't get me anywhere.
And so, I diregarded my task and left the flames at a relatively low temperature to listen to what the professor was saying.
<<s professor>>And so that substance is used in multiple different places in the household, a true glue that allows for multiple functions.<</s>>
<<light Eva>> raised her hand.
<<s Eva>>Professor, how do people use it?<</s>>
<<s professor>>Well, as you'd have learned so far with class, every substance has a temperature threshold. If this substance grows hot, it creates a toxic fume.<</s>>
She smiled.
<<s professor>>And if it grows too cold, it will coagulate and become a hard substance that cannot be broken apart. That is why the mix is created on the spot, warm, and applied to the area-<</s>>
I quickly snapped my eyes towards the heat I was supposed to be providing. As explained, the substance had grown cold and solid.
//Shit.//
<<s professor>>I should've known not to trust you, <<print $name>>.<</s>> The professor interjected as she noticed my mistake.
//That's gonna cost me my grade, but at least now I know what that does, right?//
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<center><<pichead "classes/black-history.jpg">><h2>Class n° <<print $classnumber>></h2><h3>Black History</h3></center><<pickup $class "Black History" 1>>
<<if visited(passage()) is 1>>It was February, and other than Valentine, that also meant that it was black history month, which further meant that our history classes were dealing with the topic almost exclusively.
<<s professor>>We should learn from our ancestors and from their mistakes, to move forward in a better world.<</s>>
The class was quite boring, the usual preach and speech being given with the express goal of having us understand the gravity of what had happened in the past, droning on about the effects of slavery on the economy of the world and how the white man benefited from this outdated practice.
<<s Julio>>The effects of it still live to this day, we're not out of its negative impacts on society.<</s>>
<<light Julio>> was particularly active in the session, voicing his point of view regarding the post-slavery repercussions of the practice.
<<s Julio>>Most CEO are white men, who hire black men at the lower echelons of the company to do the menial tasks, for little to no pay, all for the profits to go back to the white man's pocket and for him to yet again grow his wealth at the backs of these "lesser men".<</s>> He continued, the professor unable to halt his speech.
<<s professor>>We have moved beyond this colonial world, and we're now embracing a more equal, egalitarian approach. This whole slavery thing, as the name of the class suggests, is a thing of history. It is outdated.<</s>> The professor countered, keen on denying the facts presented by <<light Julio>>.
This would not be the end of it I am sure.
<<link "Leave Class" "School">><</link>>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>>This was the second time the professor thought it adequate to talk about black history, despite him being white and woefully uneducated on the topic. <<light Julio>> was not going to let it slide, as he raised his hand.
<<s Julio>>Sir? May I introduce a presentation I have prepared just for this class? I'm excited to be sharing this with the class...<</s>>
His request startled the professor, who after studying the situation, found it better to cave and give the handsome lad the room to speak.
<<s Julio>>We've long been told that it is only through the actions of Martin Luther King and Rosa Parks that the world was finally rid of slavery, of systematic oppression and inequality. Yet their actions only brought along a new wave of racism and subjugation, caused by the accompanying capitalist change.<</s>> He started his speech, immediately receiving a scowl from the silent professor.
<<s Julio>>You further notice that the white man and his history books glorify peaceful protests, they glorify the "Dream" that us black people had to be free, they glorify a soft "No" to give away their bus seat to another. Yet they adequately forget the years of oppression, the years of fighting and arguments and protests and shouts and screams that gave the room for a dreamy speech or paved the way for a blatant denial.
Through the optics of their media control, the white man chooses what story makes it out and what doesn't, and maintains the control over the masses, a true propaganda machine that reshapes history as it continues, and repeats itself time and time again. Fear of black people is concealed by Islamophobia, which will later be concealed with another form of oppression that will always aim to put another down and rise the white man above all else.<</s>>
The professor was getting exasperated with the whole speech, wanting to put a halt to it.
<<s professor>>Okay, Julio, you're just talking nonsense.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Facts.<</s>> He proclaimed, showing a slide he had prepared.
<<s Julio>>Black history month began in 1926. It was only after 50 years that a president, President Gerald Ford, recognized it.
After 45 presidents across the many years of its existence, it's only recently that the United States was able to break the glass ceiling and elect a black president in Barack Obama.
The 13th Amendment, which abolished slavery, was put into law in 1865. I Have a Dream was preached almost 100 years later in 1963.
The South African Apartheid only ended in the early 90s. That's 1990s.
Facts will always speak louder than words. That's why your speeches will never the desired effect of white-washing our black history month, good sir.<</s>>
The cheers and applause from his fellow classmates drowned the attempts of the professor to argue his case. <<light Julio>> basked in the glory of this small victory.
I knew the professor would have something big planned for the next session.
<<link "Leave Class" "School">><</link>>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 3>>History class again, this time with a twist that did not fit the whole month thing that the professor initially had in mind.
<<s professor>>The cold war was a period of time in which the USA and the USSR faced off on the world scene, trying to find the superior political fabric of our world.<</s>>
Everyone was confused as to the meaning of the lecture, uncertain as to why he'd change tacts halfway through his chapter on Black History Month.
<<s Samuel>>Sir is there a reason why we're not continuing with Black History Month? Wasn't this your whole strategy all along?<</s>>
The professor looked at <<light Samuel>>, who asked the question, before turning to point at <<light Julio>>.
<<s professor>>You'll have this guy to blame. His insistence on the white man not appropriating your problems made me realize that what I was doing was wrong. If I should not teach you about it because of my race, then I wouldn't.<</s>> He explained, an evil twist to the whole situation that truly would infuriate, had it not received the snickers of a few of our classmates.
<<s Julio>>That's the thing you learned from that confrontation?<</s>> My friend was incredulous at the twist, vocal.
<<s professor>>If you have a problem with it, you can bring it up with the principal. Until then, we're talking about Gorbatchev.<</s>>
<<light Julio>> sprung to his feet and dashed out of the classroom, looking to do exactly what the professor suggested. Who knows what might happen next...
<<link "Leave Class" "School">><<set $randommessage to 2>><</link>>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 4>><<if $blackonly.has('slaveforaday')>>When <<light Julio>> reached out to me by message after last history class, his request was an odd, out there, request that was sure to get people in hot water.
And I liked the warmth promised, so I agreed with his suggestion, looking forward to a heavy session where we'd really stick it to the professor.
The entire logic of the premise still eluded me, but I felt compelled to follow along and do what I had promised, dressing up in the oddest of slave clothing one might ever see.
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/female-slave-cheap.jpg' height='500em' position='center'>
<<light Julio>> had repurposed the costume, giving it an elegant yet submissive appearance, and I was looking smoking hot in it. There was something undeniably attractive to be playing that part as I walked across the corridor up to the class in it, earning me a few stares and turned heads.
I made my way into class in my skimpy outfit, the professor already having positioned himself and ready to give his lecture.
<<light Julio>>, seeing me appear as promised in the costume, had a huge smile on his face, and unlike the predatory stares of the other students who were eating my body up, he showed gratefulness.
His facial expression shifted as he signaled for me to approach him, wanting to make his statement in front of a stunned professor.
I walked over to him, wanting to see where this would go, before I heard the professor clear his voice.
<<s professor>>Miss <<print $name>>, you're finally here. Please take your seat so we can continue with the lesson. We'll talk about your attire later.<</s>> His stern command shook me as I stopped in my tracks.
I had a huge decision to take, one that would either help <<light Julio>> with his statement or save my academic standing somehow.I had already put on the costume so I was already in trouble. It was only a question of what kind of trouble I'd be expecting.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'>Listen to the professor's request">><<add "grade" 1>><<less "Julio" 1>><<pickup $blackonly 'disppointingslave' 1>><<replace "#choices">>Something inside of me fought against it. I was trying to make the best of the situation I had, and despite not wanting to disappoint my friends, I had noticed how wrong I was to get myself to where I was. This statement would definitely cost me a lot, and I couldn't afford that. I had to change tactics.
Listening to the professor's request, I turned and made my way to my desk, earning me the glares of most of the class. They were expecting me to go through with this, and now I've let them down even more. There was an undeniable shame in all of it, and I couldn't bear it as my cheeks turned crimson. The feeling stayed with me as the humiliation rose with every minute spent learning about the greatness of capitalism as the professor continued with his great speech about the cold war.
I turned to look at <<light Julio>>, whose stare bore into my soul. There was no denying that he hated me at that moment, and I didn't know how to really deal with it. I tried to keep my cool and ran away to switch my clothes after that class.
//Never again.//
<<link "Leave Class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/x.png'><img src='images/icons/x.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>Follow through and stand next to Julio">><<add "Julio" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<less "grade" 2>><<pickup $blackonly 'goodslave' 1>><<replace "#choices">>There was a message that needed to be shared, a voice that needed to be heard, and I needed to make sure that this was done.
Continuing on my way to <<light Julio>>'s desk, I stood next to him as silently commanded, earning me a verbal rundown by the professor.
<<s professor>>What is the meaning of this nonsense, young lady? Have you no shame?<</s>>
I looked at him with a small smirk.
<<s professor>>What kind of sick roleplay is this? Slave to this person? Is this some kind of stupid, perverted game?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Is there anything wrong with it, sir?<</s>>
<<s professor>>This kind of behavior is unacceptable in this academic setting.<</s>>
<<light Julio>> was on a roll, and I watched as he spoke.
<<s Julio>>Yet it was acceptable years ago, when it was black people who were tied to the leash. This is not about history. This is about fact. You find it repulsive to have this kind of portrayal in your class yet it is fine when it's pictures of slaves being carded away in your history books, why is that?<</s>>
The professor stuttered. <<s professor>>That was different, these people were actual slaves who put themselves there.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Put themselves there? By being caught and subdued in Africa to be traded for spices elsewhere? That's how they put themselves away? Don't you remember your lesson and the trade triangle?<</s>>
<<s professor>>It's not the same.<</s>>
<<light Julio>> was attacking, and it was glorious to see.
<<s Julio>>Unlike this non consensual slave trade that would put our ancestors in unadultured servitude, <<print $name>> here consented to everything that was presented to her. Isn't that right, slave?<</s>> He turned to look at me, giving me the hammer to secure the last nail in the coffin.
<<s Author>>That's true. History repeats itself, professor, simply because you didn't teach about its dangers.<</s>> I enunciated, driving the point home.
The hollers and whoops put the session to an early end, as the professor lost control of the class and dismissed everyone. This was a success, I'd say.
<<link "Leave Class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<if $subdom lte -10>><<link "<img src='images/icons/x.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Go and kneel next to my master">><<add "Julio" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<less "subdom" 2>><<less "grade" 1>><<add "Yara" 1>><<pickup $blackonly 'greatslave' 1>><<replace "#choices">>It wasn't enough to simply listen to my friend and stand next to him. I needed to truly show subservience and follow his command as a slave would their master.
Continuing on my way to my master, I took my rightful place on my knees next to him, looking to the ground and earning me a verbal rundown by the professor.
<<s professor>>What is the meaning of this nonsense, young lady? Have you no shame?<</s>>
I did not look up to him, as it was not my place to do so just yet.
<<s professor>>What kind of sick roleplay is this? Slave to this person? Is this some kind of stupid, perverted game?<</s>> he fumed, stomping his foot like a child who didn't get his way. I could hear snickers from my classmates.
<<s Julio>>Is there anything wrong with it, sir?<</s>>
<<s professor>>This kind of behavior is unacceptable in this academic setting.<</s>>
<<light Julio>> was on a roll, and I listened as he spoke, watching the dirtied shoes my professor was wearing.
<<s Julio>>Yet it was acceptable years ago, when it was black people who were tied to the leash. This is not about history. This is about fact. You find it repulsive to have this kind of portrayal in your class yet it is fine when it's pictures of slaves being carded away in your history books, why is that?<</s>>
The professor stuttered. <<s professor>>That was different, these people were actual slaves who put themselves there.<</s>> He was losing ground, as I allowed myself to slightly look up, my eyes catching <<light Yara>>'s, who was smirking at me. She liked what she was seeing, and I could feel a blush rising to my face and a heat in my loins.
<<s Julio>>Put themselves there? By being caught and subdued in Africa to be traded for spices elsewhere? That's how they put themselves away? Don't you remember your lesson and the trade triangle?<</s>>
<<s professor>>It's not the same.<</s>>
<<light Julio>> was attacking, and it was glorious to see. I had given him the room to really elaborate on his vision.
<<s Julio>>Unlike this non consensual slave trade that would put our ancestors in unadultured servitude, <<print $name>> here consented to everything that was presented to her. Isn't that right, slave?<</s>> He turned to look at me, giving me the hammer to secure the last nail in the coffin.
<<s Author>>That's right master.<</s>> I spoke in a clear, submissive manner, eliciting a few gasps of appreciation, my eyes still driven to the front in obedience.
<<s Julio>>History repeats itself, professor, simply because you didn't teach about its dangers.<</s>> He enunciated, driving the point home.
The hollers and whoops put the session to an early end, as the professor lost control of the class and dismissed everyone. This was a success, I'd say.
<<s Julio>>Good slave.<</s>> Were <<light Julio>>'s last words to me, before allowing me to leave and change my clothes.
//The thrill is immense, I don't know if I'll ever have the chance to wear these clothes again!//
<<link "Leave Class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Go and kneel next to my master" "Not submissive<img src='images/icons/sub.png'> enough">><</if>>
<<else>>I remembered <<light Julio>>'s request a few days back when he wanted to drive a point home in the upcoming history class.
That was why I was weirded out to see that the class was going on as normal, no changes with what was happening and the professor dorning on about the cold war and its effects on global economy, and how capitalism was-
Walking into class late in a skimpy slave costume, <<light Jasmin>> looked absolutely stunning, as she made her way in to kneel next to <<light Julio>>, her boyfriend or situationship or whatever it needs to be called, <<light Jerome>>, smiling along.
<<s professor>>What kind of sick roleplay is this? Slave to this person? Is this some kind of stupid, perverted game?<</s>> he fumed, stomping his foot like a child who didn't get his way. Laughter rose from my classmates.
<<s Julio>>Is there anything wrong with it, sir?<</s>>
<<s professor>>This kind of behavior is unacceptable in this academic setting.<</s>>
<<light Julio>> was on a roll, and I listened as he spoke.
<<s Julio>>Yet it was acceptable years ago, when it was black people who were tied to the leash. This is not about history. This is about fact. You find it repulsive to have this kind of portrayal in your class yet it is fine when it's pictures of slaves being carded away in your history books, why is that?<</s>>
The professor stuttered. <<s professor>>That was different, these people were actual slaves who put themselves there.<</s>> He was losing ground, as my eyes caught <<light Jasmin>>'s. There was a haziness there that told me she was not entirely present, a beautiful freedom it seemed.
<<s Julio>>Put themselves there? By being caught and subdued in Africa to be traded for spices elsewhere? That's how they put themselves away? Don't you remember your lesson and the trade triangle?<</s>>
<<s professor>>It's not the same.<</s>>
<<light Julio>> was attacking, and it was glorious to see. <<light Jasmin>> looked particularly adorable next to him.
<<s Julio>>Unlike this non consensual slave trade that would put our ancestors in unadultured servitude, Jasmin here consented to everything that was presented to her. Isn't that right, slave?<</s>> He turned to look at his slave, who spoke up almost immediately.
<<s Jasmin>>That's right master.<</s>> She spoke in a clear, submissive manner, eliciting a few gasps of appreciation, her eyes still driven to the front in obedience.
<<s Julio>>History repeats itself, professor, simply because you didn't teach about its dangers.<</s>> He enunciated, driving the point home.
The hollers and whoops put the session to an early end, as the professor lost control of the class and dismissed everyone. This was a success for them, I'd say.
<<link "Leave Class" "School">><</link>><</if>>
<</if>><center><<pichead "classes/dance.jpg">><h2>Class n° <<print $classnumber>></h2><h3>Expressive Dancing</h3></center><<pickup $class "Expressive Dancing" 1>>
Our dance professor had received the news of our involvement in a music video project for the month, and had decided to implement that into the overall delivery of today's class.
Choosing to separate us into the groups that were working on the songs together, he then told us we had till the end of the class to come up with a performance based on the type of song we were thinking of, and if our song was ready on the song itself.
<div id="continue"><<if $group2 is "Eric and Samuel">><<link "Join Eric and Samuel">><<replace "#continue">>
I joined my friends <<light Eric>> and <<light Samuel>> in preparation for our performance, eager to present a beautiful interpretation to the song we had chosen for ourselves.
<<if $musicchoice is 3>><<s Samuel>>See, we made the right choice with a commercial song. Finding the right moves is going to be so easy now. <<print $name>>, shake that ass!<</s>>
<<s Eric>>You're right I guess, but we can still do something artistic...<</s>>
Ever the middle ground, I intervened.
<<s Author>>Let's get to work you two.<</s>>
<<elseif $musicchoice is 4>><<s Samuel>>That's why we should have gone for a more commercial approach.<</s>>
<<light Samuel>> wasn't wrong with his statement, reminding us of his alternative idea to the whole project.
<<s Eric>>We can still create something nice, I'm sure of it.<</s>>
Not willing to lose any valuable time, I joined <<light Eric>> in moving us forward:
<<s Author>>Let's get to work.<</s>><</if>>
There were good moves, and there were bad moves, and neither of us really knew what we were doing. We needed help.
<<s Eric>>We need research!<</s>> My white friend proposed, struggling to find a way to move forward.
<<light Samuel>> jumped to the occasion.
<<s Samuel>>Alright, I can do that.<</s>> His mischievous smile did not hide his intentions. I had a choice to make.
<div id="choices">
<<if $cuck gte 5>><<link "<img src='images/icons/cuck.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/x.png'><img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Ask Eric to do his research, distract Samuel">><<add "cuck" 1>><<add "Samuel" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<less "grade" 1>><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Eric do you research, I'll distract the big guy.<</s>> I whispered to my gullible friend before joining <<light Samuel>>.
I had to act fast, or else he'd make us do stuff that are absolutely shameful if we allow him to take control.
<<s Author>>Samuel all this research stuff is beneath you.<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>Weren't you the perfect student that wanted to have the perfect grade? If we don't do our research we're failing the class.<</s>>
I smile at him, show him <<light Eric>> intensely working on his phone.
<<s Author>>It has been taken care of. Relax.<</s>>
I look him in the eyes, my hand placed on his chest in a calming motion. He stares back at me, trying to understand what game I'm really playing. The intense staring contest to conceal intentions slowly but surely turns into a gazing match, revealing a peculiar feeling.
<<s Samuel>>Since he's taking care of the research, who's taking care of you?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Who told you I needed taking care of?<</s>> My lip curls just a tiny bit. He looks down. Looks back up, and sees recognition in my eyes.
He leans in. My hand still placed on his chest maintains the distance, the control. I tut at him.
<<s Author>>It'll take much more than that to get the girl, Samu.<</s>>
The diminutive name triggers something in him. I feel a twitch course through him as he continues looking at me, his eyes racing between my lips and my eyes.
The thrill of the contest is intense, filled with a fire that neither of us can deny.
The beautiful intensity of the moment is pulled apart by an inquiring <<light Eric>>:
<<s Eric>>Who's winning?<</s>> He asks, his mind denying what his eyes are seeing, his innocent thoughts covering the dangerous erotic presence in front of him.
<<s Author>>He blinked ages ago.<</s>> I stated, before moving my eyes away to look at the wimp that I call friend.
The white boy shows me a choreography that he thinks we could pull off, and we get to work in preparing our performance. <<light Samuel>>, charged with sexual energy, uses every opportunity he can to put his hands on me, and I playfully drift away from him at every time.
The game of cat and mouse culminates during our performance in front of the whole class, his distraction ultimately costing us an important grade.
<<s Samuel>>I don't regret it one bit. I'm gonna get you, girl.<</s>> He whispers as we all leave class.
//The game continues.//
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Ask Eric to do his research, distract Samuel myself" "I don't control Eric enough<img src='images/icons/cuck.png'>">><</if>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/dom.png'><img src='images/icons/x.png'><img src='images/icons/close.png'>Do the research myself">><<add "subdom" 1>><<less "grade" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Not wanting him to force us into things we won't particularly like, I took matters in my own hands and spoke up to <<light Samuel>>:
<<s Author>>I'll take care of it. You take a breather.<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>Are you sure?<</s>> He was insistent, but I stood my ground. He eventually relented.
I got to work looking for the kind of content that we will need for our performance, but was finding a lot of difficulty in coming up with an adequate choreography.
//The song we're creating is not dance worthy.// I thought to myself, worried about our current predicament and assignment.
I finally put together some moves and whatnot that were somewhat adequate and convincing as a performance, and we got to work emulating them. <<light Samuel>> wasn't confident of any of it, and sure enough, our grading professor approved of his point of view, blasting us with a lower grade than I expected.
That's what I get for standing my ground I guess...
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>>
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/cuck.png'>Let Samuel do his research, deal with the consequences.">><<add "open" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<add "Samuel" 1>><<add "arousal" 30>><<add "cuck" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Not willing to stand up for us, or being lazy, or really excited for what he might come up with, I relented and waited for my friend to do his research and find the perfect choreography for us.
He did find something. Something erotic, raunchy, and borderline sexist.
I made my bed, time to lay in it. I followed his guidance and started doing the moves he wanted me to do, submissively following his lead as he got me erotically moving my body, the unmistakable heat between my legs returning with a fire, and a great sense of freedom emanating from me.
There was something wildly attractive with the way I was moving, shaking my body to different beats, allowing it to follow someone else's guidance. And <<light Samuel>> was eating it up, really adopting a commanding tone towards both <<light Eric>> and myself.
<<light Eric>>'s presence was all but lost on me, as I followed my black friend's guidance, listening to his words and looking to give a performance he'd be proud of. The eroticism of the moment, all of it happening in front of <<light Eric>>, and then in front of the whole class, was not lost on me.
<<s Professor>>Splendid job you! This is exactly what art is about.<</s>> Our professor beamed, happy with our sultry performance.
I was radiating positive energy as we left the class, our grades improved by our performance, and my pussy begging for attention.
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>>
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<<elseif $group2 is "Eva and Leo">><<link "Join Eva and Leo">><<replace "#continue">>
I joined my friends <<light Eva>> and <<light Leo>> in preparation for our performance, eager to present a beautiful interpretation to the song we had chosen for ourselves.
Our song genre was based on musicals, and interpreting that in dance was going to be relatively easy. The first debate we had was whether or not we needed to actively be performing the song, as in singing its lyrics. <<light Leo>> was rooting for that choice, while <<light Eva>> was hesitant. Eventually we decided we'd all three be dancing, reminding <<light Leo>> that this is a dancing class, and every move counted.
And so we trained, working on imagining what moves would look nice and what others wouldn't, but found difficulty in really nailing the performance, and finding the correct inspiration.
I decided to pull out my phone and do a small research.
//What do I want to look for? How should I word my search?//
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/smarts.png'>Musical dance moves tutorial">><<add "grade" 1>><<add "smarts" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Going for the basic search, I find a Youtube video that teaches us the usual 4-step process through which musical choreographers create their own moves.
Pulling inspiration from this basic yet effective video, we come up with a solid performance. Our professor is happy with what we have put forward, deeming it <<s professor>>"Good Enough."<</s>>, and sending us on our way.
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>>
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/x.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/fem.png'>Tiktok musical dances">><<less "grade" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">>There is nothing more successful than tiktok trends in performing, so it only was logical for us to copy their moves to create a winning performance for our class.
Following my lead, <<light Eva>> and <<light Leo>> learned their moves, all of us creating a choreography to perform in front of our whole class.
When the time came for our performance, however, the professor was not impressed in the very least.
<<s professor>>This is an absolute disgrace. Tiktok dances are a travesty to the art of dancing, and your blatant disregard to that art is absolutely appaling! Fail!<</s>>
There it was, our beautiful, disgusting failure, and reprimandation in front of the whole class. Talk about humiliating...
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>>
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<<if $open gte 20>><<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/fem.png'><img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Dance moves that turn people on">><<add "evasub" 1>><<less "evasmarts" 1>><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "arousal" 20>><<add "subdom" 1>><<add "reputation" 1>><<replace "#choices">>//Go big or go home.//
Not showing my search words to my friends since I didn't want them to argue over it, I put in wha tI felt would work best for our grade and school reputation.
//Dance Moves that turn people on.//
The erotic, borderline sexual moves that I saw were absolutely stunning, and I knew I had to coax my friends into joining the game and performing alongside me.
<<s Author>>And 5, 6, 7, 8!<</s>>
We rehearsed, putting our efforts into our performances, and every time one of them felt like the move we were making was a bit too risky, I found a way to convince them it was what was best for the grade. I couldn't deny that I found a great thrill in putting in such a performance with my two friends in front of a whole class, and could feel a familiar heat rising through me.
<<light Leo>> even accepted to be dancing the same moves as <<light Eva>> and myself, and despite his assigned gender at birth, adopted our sultry feminine moves in his performance.
//Maybe these dance moves are supposed to turn their performers on?// I thought to myself as I performed alongside my teammates in front of our whole class, taking in their stares and embracing the way they made me feel.
The undeniable pleasure I felt was further rewarded by the grade we were offered at the end of the class.
//Sluttiness does pay off!//
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>>
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<center><<pichead "classes/biology.jpg">><h2>Class n° <<print $classnumber>></h2><h3>Genitalia and Differences</h3></center><<pickup $class "Genitalia and Differences" 1>>
<div id="continue">There was no denying that this class would have its impact on <<light Leo>>, who was extremely engaged in what was happening on the board, our biology teacher explaining yet another perceived difference between the sexes.
<<s Rotherford>>The male penis' average length is close to 5 inches, which is also the average depth of the female reproductive organ, a true wonder of science.<</s>>
The heteronormative explanation was what one would expect from such a high school, an obvious oversimplified attempt at "logic" that actually hides conformist, conservative views.
I was sick just listening to it, yet could see my friend <<light Leo>> eating it all up.
<<link "Continue">><<replace "#continue">>Walking out of class, I approached him, trying to understand what he thinks of what he's seen.
<<s Leo>>I find it really interesting, you know. How obvious these differences are and how compatible these things are created.<</s>>
He was talking about creation, while Ms. <<light Rotherford>> spoke about science. He obviously didn't hear all that was said.
<<s Author>>Are you sure about it? It seems like a bunch of bullshit to me...<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I don't know, a lot of it seems logical.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yet an oversimplification of very complex issues.<</s>>
I didn't know whether I wanted to go through the extra trouble of correcting my friend, yet felt that he might need some awakening.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'><img src='images/icons/x.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/energy.png'>Convince him it's all bullshit">><<less "energy" 1>><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<less "grade" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Wanting to help my friend overcome the obviously erroneous teachings of our professor, I decided to confront him about it.
<<s Author>>Not all penises are 5 inches tall, does that mean smaller sized penises need to be with more shallow vaginas? Does that sound logical to you?<</s>>
I needed to nip this in the bud.
<<s Author>>Also, what does it say about different bodies? About trans people? Do they not exist?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>It's not that simple...<</s>>
<<s Author>>That's exactly my point, it isn't.<</s>>
I look at him, he seemed to get what I am saying, yet still needs further proof.
<<if $alphabeta lte -8>><<s Author>>Take you for example. You're not the most masculine man out there, and I'm pretty sure from the few times I've seen you in your swimsuit you don't have a big one down there. Does that mean that you're a failure as a man?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>That's unfair.<</s>>
<<s Author>>There's nothing wrong with you, you're exactly what you're supposed to be and are shaping up to be exactly what you need to be.<</s>> I look at him with all the sincerity I can muster. I needed him to see things the way I did. <<s Author>>You are no less worthy of whatever you choose to be than anyone else, and whether that is male, female, or anything else, it's not your body that chooses it for you, is it?<</s>>
It takes a special kind of vulnerability to admit something like that.
<<s Leo>>You're right.<</s>>
I hug my friend, happy he's able to push beyond shame and the brainwashing he's been subjected to his whole life.
<<s Leo>>You're right.<</s>> He repeats, willing to accept his uniqueness.<<else>><<s Author>>Look at Yara for example. She's the strongest person I know, and can beat any guy she puts her mind to at any sports. According to our teacher there, she has the physique of a man.<</s>>
He looks at me with an odd stare.
<<s Author>>Yet we both know she's the most feminine person out there, despite her athletic prowess.<</s>>
He smiles, acknowledging the truth of what I'm saying.
<<s Author>>Doesn't that tell you something about gender being more than just sex?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Yeah, but not really.<</s>>
<<s Author>>If the world was as simple as black and white, you'd have looked like Jerome and all us ladies would've looked like one another. There's so many shapes and forms, and things could never be that simple. We are full of multitudes.<</s>>
He nodded, accepting what I'm saying to be true.
<<s Author>>You know I'm right. It's easy to be taken by fantasy and trust our teachers just because they look confident, but we need to look at things critically.<</s>>
<<light Leo>>, somewhat convinced, nodded along, finally on the same page as me.<</if>>
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/masc.png'>Let it go">><<replace "#choices">>Not wanting to lose my time explaining the many different ways in which our formal education was failing us, I decide to call it quits, heading in my own direction and leaving <<light Leo>> to his own misconceptions.
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
</div><</replace>><</link>></div><<if $yaraavoid is true and $jasminavoid is true>><<goto "Random lvl1 Class">><</if>>
<center><<pichead "locations/class.jpg">><h2>Class n° <<print $classnumber>></h2><h3>Literary Influences</h3></center><<pickup $class "Literary Influences" 1>>
Yet again in today's class, we were talking about literature, and yet again the professor had launched the subject and sat down, watching us debating topics as she took note of who was participating and who wasn't.
Honestly it might have been the easiest way to get a higher grade, but it also unfortunately meant that I'd have to talk about topics that aren't usually discussed in such a setting...
The topic at hand related to the Great Gatsby, and how his parties and his obsession over his lost love became the explanation of incel behavior in our current society, how his search for fame and fortune as means to grab her attention, and the author's decision to ultimately have them end up together, raised a whole generation of males to believe that money and fame would get them the unmitigated attention of their romantic interests.
<<s Yara>>They just become entitled, just like Gatsby felt he was, to female attention, and that alone is the root of so many problems in our society.<</s>>
This time around, it wasn't <<light Eva>> carrying the good literary fight to <<light Yara>>, but surprisingly so <<light Jasmin>>
I guess she saw the additional grades we received last time as a hint on what to do during today's session...
<<s Jasmin>>But that also meant that our society grew on these values, on people doing their best in their society to advance and better themselves and their social situation. Do you blame someone on understanding the system they live in and progress inside of it, and doing so through literature? That's quite the conservative view you're presenting, Yara!<</s>>
She continued: <<s Jasmin>>What I find most dangerous about this whole book, however, is the erasure of a whole aspect of society that is never broached, that of race and its impact on people. It conveniently puts aside that for the benefit of telling its tale, despite it being an obvious commentary on our society. It glorifies the white male as master of his elements, a post-slavery view of society that still benefits the oppressor.<</s>>
I had a choice on which debate to join, on what to say, if I even want to say something about this whole thing.
//All for the grade though...//
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>Agree with Jasmin">><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<add "Julio" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>What <<light Jasmin>> was saying made more sense to me. It was a more important thing to debate thatn male fragility. I voiced my agreement with her point of view, as she eagerly nodded along to my arguments:
<<s Author>>The larger effect of this book was to completely erase an aspect of society, to forget the issues that led to this post-industrial age in a hope to make people forget. The issue with male fragility and his ego comes from his belief that he is superior, owed attention and feminine care. And that comes from denying his dark past, his people's dark past, and in using that denial to write his own story, his own fiction.
Even the hero's demise comes at the hand of a "lesser man", more brutal, less refined, and yet ultimately, still white because of again erasure. Your argument stems first from the fiction's denial of fact of real society, which pushes its male fragile audience to want more involvement in that fictitious reality, because it offers him deniability of real issues.<</s>>
The professor was equally impressed by me joining the debate, noting it in her small notebook. //Good thing we secured that grade.//
I further noticed <<light Julio>> smiling at me, happy to see me debate with that point of view. That made me especially happy.
//Time to leave!//
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>>
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/bisex.png'>Agree with Yara">><<add "Yara" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<add "bisex" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Joining my voice to <<light Yara>>'s, I decided to join the debate, addressing my friend <<light Jasmin>> with an argument of my own:
<<s Author>>This whole debate about fragile egos and weakness of character that needs to be overshadowed and hidden by accomplishments that society deems important is yet another example of the author themselves, eager to let their words do the action for them and create a work of fiction that no doubt gave them the attention that the titular character obviously craved. It is only through studying that that we are able to really understand the society that lived at that time and its effects on race and other issues that you want to engage in.<</s>>
<<light Yara>> smiled, happy to see me join my voice to hers in this debate. The professor was nodding along, excited to see me join the conversation and hoping I'd keep going.
//Let's secure that grade.//
I keep talking:
<<s Author>>I believe further than simply viewing the world in black and white, we need to see the shades of gray that lead our society to where it is. Works of fiction like this one and their effect on our educational system tell more about the fabric of our society than anything else. The glorifying of Gatsby's actions, his work in improving his stature in order to reach higher echelons in society, led to people and young men to imitate his actions, his entitlement, his motivations, in their own lives. That's the issue in the book and its effect on society, not what it portrays mainly, but the effect that the portrayal it does has on its readers; how they find themselves in its words.<</s>>
Despite me attacking the reason wh we were even reading this book, the teacher was engaged in what I had to say, definitely planning on improving my grade.
//What a sucker.//
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>>
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/x.png'>Don't engage in the conversation">><<less "grade" 1>><<less "smarts" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Honestly, this whole debate was a meaningless attempt by the professor to not start teaching. And it was an apparent unnecessary hurdle that she wanted us to jump through to gain her appreciation and attention.
//I'm smarter than that.//
Deciding not to engage, I eventually receive a stare from her as she notices my silence, noting something about it on her small cute little notebook. I smile at her, wanting to antagonize the failure that she is.
Class eventually ends. //That was a bore.//
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><center><<pichead "locations/class.jpg">><h2>Class n° <<print $classnumber>></h2><h3>Secret Messages</h3></center><<pickup $class "Secret Messages" 1>>
Today's class was a normal, boring, pretty straightforward class with nothing much to it, with the professor droning on about the physics of motion.
I received a tap on my shoulder, and a small piece of paper tied onto itself.
It read: <<s Eric>>Don't yawn.<</s>>
And as soon as I read it, I had the normal, natural reaction that anyone does when they're bored and they read that one word. I yawned, eliciting a shuckle from behind me and to the left.
I turned to look at the prankster, my eyes catching <<light Eric>>'s.
He smiled, then went back to writing something on a small piece of paper, before handing it over to a friend, who gave it to another, who passed it to me.
<<s Eric>>It is quite the boring class though, it's okay if you yawned.<</s>> He smiled at me after I read the small message.
//He's sweet.//
I started writing back to him, noticing that almost everyone in the class had joined in on the game of passing these small parchments, a network of messages and letters flowing through the desks.
<<s Author>>Honestly I got everything I needed like 30 minutes ago, I don't know why he's still talking about this. Move on boomer!<</s>>
His small shuckle created a momentary silence from the professor, before he went back to his monotonous speech.
<<s Eric>>You almost got me caught with this one. Naughty.<</s>>
Did he actually write that? I needed to break the tension.
<<s Author>>You got a booger stuck to your nose, left nostril.<</s>> I passed the message, eager to see him freak out about it, before receiving another of my own. This one didn't come from <<light Eric>> who was waiting for the network to send him mine.
<<s Samuel>>You're looking hella fine today, <<print $name>>.<</s>> The ragged handwriting stated, as I turned to look at who sent that message. On the other side of the room, <<light Samuel>> was looking at me intently, eating me up with his eyes.
Commotion rises as <<light Eric>> goes on playing with his nose, before noticing that there is nothing there and laughing about it. I joined in laughter, distracted by the naughty message I had just received.
<<s Eric>>You got me good. Gosh you're amazing!<</s>> His message came back, innocent opposite of the one I had received moments prior.
<<s professor>>What's all this commotion about? What's this in your hands Miss <<print $name>>??<</s>> The professor's voice raised, quickly approaching my desk to confront me.
//Out of all the class, he had to choose me?//
My unlucky predicament required quick action, as I thought about my options and what I could do about this predicament.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>Reveal Eric's message">><<less "Eric" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Wanting to keep the blatant flirtations a secret, I decided to share <<light Eric>>'s message, showing it to the professor.
<<s professor>>You got me good. Gosh you're amazing.<</s>> The professor read out, to the snickers of the students, a joke at my friend's expense.
<<s professor>>Who wrote this message, a distraction in my class?<</s>> He asked aloud, demanding a culprit to stand forward.
<<light Eric>> was quick to budge.
<<s Eric>>I did sir, I'm sorry it's all my fault.<</s>>
The professor looked at him, nodded, and then pointed to the door. Humiliatingly, <<light Eric>> followed the command, seeing himself out.
<<s professor>>Don't you dare do that again.<</s>> He stared at me.
Well that's unfortunate!
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/cuck.png'>Reveal Samuel's message">><<add "Samuel" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "cuck" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Something about <<light Samuel>>'s very obvious flirtatious message just begged to be shared, a piece of paper that would mark me as desirable in front of the whole class. I handed that one over.
<<s professor>>You're looking hella fine today-<</s>> The professor started reading, before stopping himself from continuing the speech, to the snickers of the class.
I looked around, they were not laughing at me, they were rather laughing at him for falling for that trick.
<<light Eric>> was not laughing.
<<s professor>>Young miss that kind of behavior is completely inappropriate.<</s>> His comment was stern, his voice rigid.
<<s Samuel>>How is it her fault, sir? She's the one who received the message.<</s>> My friend pointed out, getting a small cheer from his classmates and an honest gratitude from me.
The professor looked at him intensely, just as intensely as <<light Eric>> was, trying to understand where he's coming from. Neither came to a satisfying conclusion.
<<s professor>>Movement carries over...<</s>> The professor went back to his teachings, as I turned to <<light Samuel>> and mouthed a "Thank you" at him.
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<<if $smarts gte 25>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Eat both messages">><<add "Eric" 1>><<add "Samuel" 1>><<replace "#choices">>There was only one way to get rid of the evidence, and not willing to share either of the two messages on their small pieces of paper, I did the one thing I could do.
I put them in my mouth and was quick to chew them, facing my stunned professor and a laughing class.
<<s professor>>Young lady, what's the meaning of this?<</s>>
I looked at him wide eyed, the class laughing at the situation, at him rather.
<<s Samuel>>Can't you see her mouth is full sir, how could she answer you?<</s>> His question elicited more laughter, even from a rather shocked <<light Eric>>.
The professor, frustrated at the turn of events, decided to cut his losses.
<<s professor>>Movement carries over...<</s>> He went back to his teachings, giving me the space to slip a couple of smiles to my texting friends.
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There it was.
The moment I was dreading, or hoping for. I wasn't sure anymore.
I had drank a bit too much before making it to class this morning, and was now at the bathroom again, calmly relieving myself.
Boom! The door burst open.
Muffled sounds, a moan, hurried steps that are all over each other, a door opening then closing.
The sounds filled the bathroom, a heated exploration happening right nearby, me in my own stall an unwilling listener of this erotic display.
<<s stranger>>Mmm yeah fuck your body is so hot!<</s>> The feminine voice was only familiar because I heard its moans the last time I got caught in such a situation.
This time, she was much more vocal.
<<s stranger>>I need your cock, I need you inside me right now.<</s>>
This was escalating much faster than it did last time, me still seated in my stall. If there was a time for me to act, it was now.
<div id='choices'><<if $subdom gte 5>><<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'><img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Flush the toilet. Make some noise!">><<add "subdom" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>//This has gone far enough already. Let's give them a scare.//
Flushing the toilet, I stand and put on my clothes, their sounds suddenly stopping as they freeze in action.
I even go as far as whispering as I head out and start washing my hands. The awkwardness of the moment washes over me without any repercussion, as their silence brings me an odd satisfaction.
//Why didn't they look to see if there was anyone here first?//
I bring myself out of the bathrooms, ready to continue with my day and unaffected by what I just witnessed.
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/energy.png'>Try to quietly make it out">><<less "energy" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "arousal" 20>><<replace "#choices">>If I pace myself correctly, I might be able to make it out of this situation without raising much attention to myself.
<<s stranger>>Oh yeah just there!<</s>>
Masked under the moans that she's giving off, I slowly pull up my bottoms, calmly trying to put myself together as I stand.
A small silence makes me freeze in my motion.
Tension rises as I think they've caught me.
<<s stranger>>Ohhhh yeahhh right there!!!<</s>> The wail fills the room as her intense moaning raises a few octaves.
Making use of the opportunity, I open the stall's door, walking out.
<<s stranger>>Oh god, your tongue is fantastic!<</s>>
//Wait, he's giving her head?//
Momentarily distracted by the noises I am hearing, I softly make my way to the main door of the bathrooms, trying to stay silent as I hear their passionate activity's sounds fill the room.
<<s stranger>>Fuck it's so hot doing this in public.<</s>>
Her moaning and vocal appreciation of his - apparently skillful - sexual capabilities give me the last opportunity to make it out of the room unaffected.
//That was intense! Stressful for sure, but intense!//
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/sexskill.png'>They're enjoying themselves, why shouldn't I?">><<set $arousal to 0>><<add "open" 1>><<add "sexskill" 1>><<replace "#choices">>A stray thought fills my mind.
//They're enjoying themselves, why shouldn't I?//
Something about the naughtiness of the whole situation does its work on me as I feel myself getting turned on by the whole situation. Here they were, engaged in what seemed to be an amazing experience, in public, not caring about people hearing them or them being caught!
There was something extremely hot about this whole thing. I felt myself getting somewhat engaged in this whole thing, excited to be a part of it somehow.
<<s stranger>>Fuck you're so hot!<</s>>
Her vocal appreciation of him has its effect on me, as I imagine who might be the male culprit...
Visions of the men I know swirl in my head as I think of someone between my legs, playing with my-
I noticed that my hand had found its way to my pussy, slowly rubbing its outer lips as it explored the moistening folds.
The whole situation being extremely erotic, I follow my body's natural movements, eager to see where it will take me and what it will help me discover. Doing this in public is a huge thrill as I feel myself get turned on at the idea of being found out.
The other girl, less caring to be discovered, moans out.
<<s stranger>>Mmmm fuckkk you're so big!<</s>>
There it was. He was taking her right there a few feet away and I was a willing witness to all of this debauchery, my own fingers starting their exploration, slipping past my lips and pushing me softly.
<<s stranger>>Fuck oh yeah. Just like that!<</s>> Her moans getting louder and louder, filling the bathroom, they give me the opportunity to moan myself, softly allowing my natural sounds to come out as my fingers continue their fervent exploration.
The whole situation reaching unexpected levels of naughtiness, I can feel myself getting closer and closer to my satisfaction, squirming voiceless in my seat, trying my best to remain somewhat composed.
<<s stranger>>Oh just right there. Right there! I'm close!!!<</s>>
//So am I!// I think to myself as I slowly but surely bring myself closer and closer to my own orgasm.
<<s stranger>>Ohhh ohhhh!!!!<</s>> Her moans filling the room, I join her in beautiful ecstasy as we both find our way to orgasm, one extremely vocal and the other silently thrilling.
Still on the high from my orgasm, I hear the sounds in the other room still carry as she takes her place on her knees in front of him.
<<s stranger>>Yes. Give it to me. Give me your cum!<</s>>
His grunts follow soon thereafter, as I hear her moan out, an enthusiastic observant of what seems to be him cumming. My orgasmic high maintains as I imagine her being covered with his white cum, a public slut.
//What does it make me? A voyeuristic pervert?//
Following the high of my orgasm, a sense of shame fills me now that my arousal is gone. The next few minutes are spent waiting for them to gather themselves and leave the room, not before cleaning themselves up at the sinks.
<<s stranger>>You really did a number on me!<</s>>
Laughing about the whole thing, they leave the room. The whole situation still washes over me as I deal with the effects of such an event.
//That was a true thrill!//
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<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>><<set $costumemeeting1 to false>><<if $group1 is "Jasmin and Jerome" and $costumechoice is 1>> Collecting ourselves in <<light Jasmin>>'s impressive mansion, we were working on the material we had collected to create our costumes. Things were going well, but I couldn't help having my doubts regarding our presentation.
<<s Author>>Are you guys sure you know the material?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>What does it matter what the material is? We have the costumes.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yes, but we have to explain the choices we have made for the costumes.<</s>>
<<light Jerome>> shimes in:
<<s Jerome>>I'm sure you know presentation is mostly about how you say things, not what you're saying.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Sure, but what you're saying is important...<</s>>
<<s Jerome>> There's no doubt it is. That's why you'll be saying it.<</s>>
They both share a complicit look, seeming to agree on something.
<<s Jerome>>I have an idea for the presentation, and Jasmin's on board.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Oh really? What is it?<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>I believe we should go into the class already in character. Leashes and all.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Wouldn't that be too much?<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>It would really sell the idea.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I'm not sure...<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>Let's try it out for a bit, see if you'll like it.<</s>>
He approaches me, holding out the leash we had created, somewhat eager to put the collar on me.
I figure I already will be wearing it, why not try it out for size.
<center><img src='images/clothing/costumes/collar.avif' width='300px'></center>
As it clicks around my throat, I feel happy with the material it's made of, The psychological impact cannot be denied either.
//It feels... Interesting...//
<<light Jerome>>'s hand slides across my face softly, raising my attention to his piercing eyes.
<<s Jerome>>Jasmin. Come here.<</s>>
His authoritative voice jolts my friend to attention, as she comes by my side, her own collar in hand.
<<s Jerome>>Good girl.<</s>>
The way he said this... Something in his tone tells me he's said that before. //And it does sound nice to hear.//
Removing his hand from around me, he grabs her collar and places it on her own neck.
<<s Jerome>>Kneel<</s>>
Almost immediately, <<light Jasmin>> drops to her knees, eager to follow orders.
<div id="choices"><<light Jerome>> looks at me in the eyes. Dare I listen to my fake master and follow his orders?
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Listen to the master">><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "Jerome" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I follow suit moments later, eager to see where this game will take us. Something about his command, the way he said it, his authority...
I was on my knees in front of my colleague, not my elder in any way, but someone who somehow held authority over me.
Next to me, <<light Jasmin>> was smiling, happiness apparent in her eyes.
<<light Jerome>> walked a few steps away, taking things to the next level it seemed.
<<s Jerome>>Crawl over, pets.<</s>>
Nothing to lose, I listen to my apparent owner, crawling on all fours and following him as he walks all the way to the couch, sitting down on it in a position of power.
<<s Jerome>>Lose the shirts.<</s>>
Stunned, I stop for a moment to think of the repercussions of such a thing. <<light Jasmin>> jumps to follow the command, her sweater already halfway off her.
<div id="choices2"><<if $open gt 10>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Follow orders">><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "Jerome" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>Following my friend's lead, I hook my fingers underneath my top, removing it and setting it aside, maintaining eye contact with my master.
<<s Jerome>>What good slaves you are. I could get used to this...<</s>>
I can't help but smile at the praise, something about following orders so well feels good.
<<s Jerome>>Think you could take it further?<</s>>
I want to nod, but I am unsure what he might ask of me.
<<s Jerome>>It's up to you to decide how you want to go about doing this next task. Please me.<</s>>
He's addressing me, intent on having me choose my next move. <<light Jasmin>> turns to look at me.
<div id="choices3">The choice was mine to make.
<<if $bisex >= 3 and $Jasmin >= 10>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Kiss Jasmin on the lips">><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "bisex" 1>><<add "Jerome" 1>><<replace "#choices3">>Looking at <<light Jasmin>> next to me, a crazy yet adequate thought crosses my mind.
//I'm sure she wouldn't mind. Master's orders.//
I lean forward and kiss my friend on the lips. Stunned at first, she's quick to reply to my tongue with hers, and we're left openly kissing at our master's feet.
I'm lost in her arms as our lips intertwine with each other's, dancing around beautifully.
I move back after a while, softly panting.
<<s Jerome>>What good slaves you two will make. Come on now, time to finish our project. I got somewhere I need to be<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Yes sir.<</s>>
Up at her feet, <<light Jasmin>> heads towards the table to continue work.
<<s Jerome>>You too, slut<</s>>
His authority is undeniable as I follow my friend to finish the work for him.
//I wish we could do more...//
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<<if $open gte 15>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Take off my bottoms">><<add "Jerome" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices3">>In one swift motion, I decide to remove the rest of my clothes, leaving me only in my underwear. <<light Jerome>> smiles at my action.
<<s Jerome>>Good girl.<</s>>
//Something about how he said that just felt... Right.//
<<s Jerome>>Now go back to work and finish my project for me while you still have brains. I can't wait to see you corrupted.<</s>>
Dismissing me just like that, I'm left confused at why he would end it all of a sudden like that. What kind of games was he playing, and how could I make him stop them?
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<<link "Do nothing">><<replace "#choices3">>Not having any idea what to do, I remain silent and still as a statue. <<light Jerome>> understands that I can't go further tonight.
He smiles softly.
<<s Jerome>>It's okay, pet. You did well<</s>>
I go to put the sweater back on.
<<s Jerome>>You can leave the sweater off and the collar on. It's only fair, no?<</s>>
Nodding, I leave the collar on as I go to the table to continue working on the project.
<<s Jerome>>You too, slave. You look better like this.<</s>>
I turn to see him addressing my friend, who smiles up at him.
<<s Jasmin>>Yes master. May I please you?<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>Later, girl. Come on, we have some studying to do.<</s>>
//Having this collar on is hot. I wish I was as courageous as <<light Jasmin>> is.//
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<<link "We've already gone far enough">><<replace "#choices2">>Shaking my head no, I let <<light Jerome>> understand that I can't go further tonight.
He smiles softly.
<<s Jerome>>It's okay, pet. You did well<</s>>
I go to remove the collar from my neck.
<<s Jerome>>You can leave the collar. It's only fair, no?<</s>>
Nodding, I leave the collar on as I go to the table to continue working on the project.
<<s Jerome>>And you, keep the sweater off. You look better like this.<</s>>
I turn to see him addressing my friend, who smiles up at him.
<<s Jasmin>>Yes master.<</s>>
//Having this collar on is hot. I wish I was as courageous as <<light Jasmin>> is.//
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/dom.png'><img src='images/icons/close.png'>Seems like this is not my game">><<add "subdom" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Somehow this move of his confirmed something I might have known all along. Not meant to follow orders, I'm confused as to why I decided to dress up as slaves to him in the first place. I guess I didn't know this part of myself before...
<<s Author>>I don't need training. I'll do what I feel like doing when we're presenting... Master.<</s>>
I spit that last word like venom at him as I remove the collar and head to the table to work on the project.
<<s Jerome>>Hey no hard feelings. I'm sure you have your reasons.<</s>>
His calm understanding of the situation does nothing to appease me. Slightly infuriated, I scoff and continue concentrating on my work.
//How dare he...//
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<<elseif $group1 is "Jasmin and Jerome" and $costumechoice is 2>> Collecting ourselves in <<light Jasmin>>'s impressive mansion, we were working on the material we had collected to create our costumes. Things were going well, but I couldn't help having my doubts regarding our presentation.
<<s Author>>Are you guys sure you know the material?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>What does it matter what the material is? We have the costumes.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yes, but we have to explain the choices we have made for the costumes.<</s>>
<<light Jerome>> shimes in:
<<s Jerome>>I'm sure you know presentation is mostly about how you say things, not what you're saying.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Sure, but what you're saying is important...<</s>>
<<s Jerome>> There's no doubt it is. That's why you'll be saying it.<</s>>
They both share a complicit look, seeming to agree on something.
<<s Jerome>>I have an idea for the presentation, and Jasmin's on board.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Oh really? What is it?<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>I believe we should go into the class already in character. Both of you at my hand and all.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Wouldn't that be too much?<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>It would really sell the idea.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I'm not sure...<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>Let's try it out for a bit, see if you'll like it.<</s>>
I couldn't see how this could hurt, so nod in agreement.
<<s Jerome>>From what our research has shown, the pharaohs was the god's presence on earth. His wives, his decoration.<</s>>
I was the one who did the research while him and<<light Jasmin>>were off playing their games.
<<s Jerome>>Let's put that to the test, shall we?<br>Wife. come here.<</s>>
Rushing over, <<light Jasmin>> took her place next to him. They both looked at me.
I joined them.
<<s Jerome>>It was known that the pharaoh was superior, his wives beneath him. Do you know what we should do?<</s>>
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Kneel next to him">><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "Jerome" 1>><<replace "#choices">>It feels instinctual. I feel myself kneel in front of him, showing him how I'm inferior to him. Or rather how our characters are.
He smiles at me. //He's pleased.//
<<s Jerome>>His wives were subservient, accepting of his dominance, his greatness. Jasmin, care to demonstrate?<</s>>
My friend, already kneeling next to me, almost recites:
<<s Jasmin>>You are superior. Great. Unmatched. Your body is superior to all others. Your skin, black like the night, is the definition of strength. I am your loyal servant, an extension of your black power.<</s>>
//Wow.//
The way she said these words, the way she was convinced they were truth. Her devotion was impressive.<<light Jerome>>turned to look at me.
<div id="choices2"><<if $smarts > 13>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'>Eloquently praise my husband">><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "Jerome" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>I go all in on my own praise, wanting to compete with my friend.
<<s Author>>My great husband, apple of my eye and ruler of all beings, accept this humble personnage to gaze upon your beauty and greatness. Your black skin, strong and thick with the muscles of your perfect body, is one that the gods have shaped the stars at the image of. Please accept my devotion, for this is all I am capable of doing.<</s>>
Leaving both of my friends speechless as I stay kneeled in front of my superior husband, I am taken by the words I used, feeling deep down this unusual devotion.
A while later, I still think of the words I used as we continue work on the project, both wives subservient to our superior husband.
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/x.png'>Try to match Jasmin's wording in praise">><<less "subdom" 1>><<less "grade" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>I attempt to match what the other wife said in my worship
<<s Author>>My.. superior husband. Please accept this... lower wife. I want to worship your body and presence wherever you step. Please allow me to be near you and serve you.<</s>>
They are both looking at me, seemingly still waiting for more.
<<s Author>>And... Carry your baby? Please?<</s>>
The illusion breaks as we laught together at my failed attempt.
<<s Jasmin>>One thing's for sure, you either can worship or you can serve, and we know what you can do<</s>>
Our laughter carries us back to the table where we continue our studies.
//I can't deny that it felt good trying to follow my husband's lead though...//
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'>I can't bring myself to praise him like that.">><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>Something inside of me stops me from saying the words they want me to say.
<<s Author>>Sorry. I guess that's not my thing.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>That's alright, not everyone is made for worship. Some are just there to serve.<</s>>
//Apparently even in being subservient I am lacking...//
Thoughts carry as I continue work on the costumes, creating the finishing touches.
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<<if $smarts > 16>><<link "<img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Dress me up as Cleopatra">><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Well then if that's the case then maybe I'm better off as Cleopatra, empress of the Egyptians and herself leader of nations?<</s>>
They're both stunned as my research has come in handy in my retort.
<<s Author>>Now enough time lost. The presentation will go well regardless of whatever small act we want to put forward.<</s>>
Taking the lead, I help us put the finishing touches on the costumes before calling it a day.
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<<elseif $group1 is "Jasmin and Jerome" and $costumechoice is 3>> Collecting ourselves in <<light Jasmin>>'s impressive mansion, we were working on the material we had collected to create our costumes, before <<light Jasmin>>, getting off her phone, budges in:
<<s Jasmin>>Noone told me that Yara and Eva were going for the 60s as well???<</s>>
Making the link, I notice the huge mistake we've gotten ourselves into.
<<s Author>>Oh my god! I didn't think of it at all!<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>What should we do?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>We should go back to the original idea. Ancient Egypt. Slaves.<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>Seriously? Back to this?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>We have no other choice.<</s>>
I think of <<light Yara>>'s idea. She wanted to turn <<light Eva>> into a harlot, and needed my help. <<if $evacostume is true>>And I was able to convince my friend to follow her orders. It's not an option for us anymore then.<<else>>And I didn't convince my friend of anything. We could steal that idea.<</if>>
<div id="choices">Either way, whatever we chose we'll be rushing to create at the last second.
<<link "<img src='images/icons/x.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Let's go with the Ancient Egypt idea.">><<less "subdom" 1>><<set $clothingprice to false>><<set $costumechoice to 1>><<less "grade" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Jasmin is right, we need to go back to the initial idea.<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>No way am I dressing as a slave!<</s>>
<<s Author>>No, no not at all! It's an idea I had back then. We're the ones who will dress up as your slaves. A flipping of the script.<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>Oh I see. Well in that case, count me in.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Oh!! I'm in too! Let's do this!<</s>>
Woefully unprepared, I had no idea where this was going to take us.
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<<if $evacostume is true>><<dark "Dress up as harlots" "Yara and Eva are already doing that">><<else>><<link "<img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Dress up as harlots">><<less "subdom" 1>><<set $clothingprice to false>><<set $costumechoice to 10>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Yara shared an idea, and I didn't help her convince Eva of it.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>What is it?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Well it's a little bit out there, but basically the idea is to dress up as harlots and their pimp. Some sort of a feminist message or something like that.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Well if they're not doing it then that idea is up for grabs. I'm in. Jerome?<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>We've got nothing to lose, and at least the material is there for us to use, right?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Well, yeah, kinda... We'll try to make it work.<</s>>
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Keep the same idea">><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>It's too late to change course. I say we stick to what we know.<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>Are you sure that's the best course of action?<</s>>
<<s Author>>We don't have a choice.<</s>>
Doubling down on our idea, we decided to not change course and stick to what we know. Our costumes might have been similar, but our research would be deeper... //I hope.//
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<<elseif $group1 is "Yara and Eva" and $costumechoice is 3>> Collecting ourselves in <<light Eva>>'s beautiful house, we were working on the material we had collected to create our costumes.
The mood was a lot of fun as we had decided to put music from the 60s as we worked, dancing along to the music as we stitched our costumes.
While <<light Eva>> and I were more interested in actually finishing the work rather than dancing, <<light Yara>> was having more fun, moving around and dancing happily as the music carried her steps.
At one point as the music switched to a particularly upbeat tone, she approaches both of us, hoping to bring us along to dance.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/x.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/bisex.png'>Dance with her">><<add "Yara" 1>><<less "Eva" 1>><<less "grade" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "bisex" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Taken by her positive mood, I join her in dancing to the music, as she grabs my hands and moves me around as she likes. The positive vibes and beautiful music help me in getting more and more in the mood, and, <<light Yara>>'s body right against mine, I turn to urge <<light Eva>> to join us. Despite her reluctance, she ultimately joins, although her dancing is obviously not as enthusiastic as ours.
We later continue working on the project, intent on creating a beautiful outcome for our presentation.
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<<if $athletics >= 15>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/x.png'><img src='images/icons/bisex.png'>Impress her with my moves">><<add "Yara" 2>><<less "grade" 1>><<add "bisex" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Beating her at her own game, I jump forward and start busting out moves from that time, dancing circles around her and putting out all the charisma I can muster. I can see her getting clearly impressed as my energy is matched by hers. We slowly dance closer and closer, enjoying the moves and shaking our bodies to the beat.
When I grab <<light Eva>>'s hand hoping for her to join us, she is also smiling wide as we enjoy the lovely tunes.
//What's the use of this time if we're not having fun with it?//
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Dancing can wait. Work needs to be done.">><<less "Yara" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Unwilling to join her in her dance, I decide to ignore my friend as I continue my work on my costume, intent on creating something fun and hippie that will actually earn me a grade.
Dejected, <<light Yara>> is obviously saddened.
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<<elseif $group1 is "Yara and Eva" and $costumechoice is 4>> Collecting ourselves in <<light Eva>>'s beautiful house, we were working on the material we had collected to create our costumes.
The mood was a lot of fun as we had decided to put music from the 60s as we worked, dancing along to the music as we stitched our costumes.
<<light Eva>> seemed to get a brilliant idea, as she looks up with mischievousness in her eyes
<<s Eva>>It's not really logical to have 2 pimps for 1 harlot, you know...<</s>>
<<light Yara>> smiles, apparently waiting for the subject to be brought up.
<<s Yara>>That's right. That's why I've been working on $name 's costume for her.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Wait, what?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Oh come on, you know it's the logical thing to do! You'll both be my harlots, and I your pimp. It'll be amazing!<</s>>
<<s Author>>That's not what I signed up for.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>It's okay, $name . It's a feminist message.<</s>>
Using my own arguments against me... I didn't really mind wearing the costume that <<light Yara>> was preparing, but I felt like a statement needed to be made...
//Although it did look nice... And like less effort...//
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/bisex.png'>Accept the change in costume">><<set $costumechoice to 10>><<add "Yara" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "bisex" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I lowered my eyes, stumped, but also slightly excited at the prospect.
<<s Author>>Alright..<</s>>
<<s Yara>>What?<</s>>
Speaking louder, I repeat myself.
<<s Author>>Alright, I'll do it.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>I am so proud of you, $name . You'll make a good harlot.<</s>>
Something about all of this feels so wrong. I look up to see <<light Eva>> smiling at me, as <<light Yara>> approaches.
<<s Eva>>Welcome to the team, harlot.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>You made the right choice working for me. Now finish your costume like a good girl.<</s>>
Nodding, I get to work on both of our costumes. //She truly is a leader...//
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<<link "Suggest Yara wears it">><<if $subdom >= 5>><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/dom.png'><<add "subdom" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<set $costumechoice to 11>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>I have a counter-proposal... How about you wear it, Yara?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Are you serious? You'd fit much better in these clothes.<</s>>
She walks up to me, wanting to size me up. I match her glare.
<<s Author>>Come on, you and I both know that you were having fun working on the costume. Don't you want to know what it feels like? Don't you want to wear it?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>No...<</s>>
<<s Author>>Aw come on, you know you do. It wouldn't hurt to try, would it?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>No...<</s>>
<<s Author>>It's settled then, you will both be my sexy little harlots. Now back to work, we need to be ready for tomorrow.<</s>>
Going back to her place, <<light Yara>> got to work on her costume.
//I can't believe that actually worked!//
<<link "Leave" "Management">><</link>><</replace>><<elseif $subdom < 5>><img src='images/icons/sub.png'><<less "subdom" 1>><<set $costumechoice to 10>><<add "bisex" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>I have a counter-proposal... How about you wear it, Yara?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Are you serious? You'd fit much better in these clothes.<</s>>
She walks up to me, wanting to size me up. I try to match her glare, but falter, looking at the costume behind her.
<<s Yara>>Come on, you and I both know that you're interested in it. Don't you want to know what it feels like? Don't you want to wear it?<</s>>
<<s Author>>No...<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Aw come on, you know you do. It wouldn't hurt to try, would it?<</s>>
<<s Author>>No...<</s>>
<<s Yara>>It's settled then, you will both be my sexy little harlots. Now back to work, we need to be ready for tomorrow.<</s>>
Something about all of this feels so wrong. I look up to see <<light Eva>> smiling at me.
<<s Eva>>Welcome to the team, harlot.<</s>>
<<light Yara>>gets closer to whisper in my ear:
<<s Yara>>You made the right choice working for me. Now finish your costume like a good girl.<</s>>
Nodding, I get to work on both of our costumes.
//She took control so easily...//
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/close.png'><img src='images/icons/x.png'>Let's stick to the plan">><<less "grade" 1>><<less "Yara" 1>><<less "Eva" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>No. No. This is wrong. Let's just stick to the plan.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Are you sure? This would be a lot of fun!<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yes, I'm sure.<</s>>
Walking over,<<light Yara>>is visibly angry.
<<s Yara>>I thought you were more open than this. Fine, But you're starting over.<</s>>
Taking away my costume from in front of me, she leaves me with the skimpy outfit she had been working on.
I have to work double-time to finish the costume.
//What an insecure bitch.//
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<<elseif $group1 is "Julio and Leo" and $costumechoice is 5>> Collecting ourselves in <<light Leo>>'s humble apartment, we were working on the material we had collected to create our costumes. <<light Julio>>'s designs were a great addition, as he had everything planned out for the project. All we needed to do was implement his ideas, and that's what we were doing.
However, at one point while preparing for the event, a small argument took place.
<<s Julio>>I should wear the barbarian's costume. I'm the more physically fit one.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>That might've ben true at the beginning of the month, but right now I'm obviously the superior MAN<</s>>
(We tested for Leo's masculinity stats)
<<if $alphabeta >= 3>><<light Leo>> has truly been on a path of improvement and growth, there was no denying it. Before I can shime in, <<light Julio>> interrupts.
<<s Julio>>Let's arm wrestle for it.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Let's.<</s>>
Both men headed for the table, they sit opposite each other, looking at me for the count.
I accept their condition and go for the countdown.
A month ago things might've been different. But today, <<light Leo>> is the obvious winner.
<<s Leo>>It's settled then. I'm wearing the bulky costume.<</s>>
<<link "Leave" "Management">><</link>><<add "alphabeta" 1>><<elseif $alphabeta >= 0>><<light Leo>> has been improving, there was no denying it, but he wasn't quite there yet. Before I can shime in, <<light Julio>> interrupts.
<<s Julio>>Let's arm wrestle for it.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Let's.<</s>>
Both men headed for the table, they sit opposite each other, looking at me for the count.
I accept their condition and go for the countdown.
A month ago things might've been different. But today, <<light Leo>> gives him a run for his money. Ultimately, it's <<light Julio>> that comes out on top.
<<s Julio>>Nice fight, kiddo, but I'm wearing the bulky costume.<</s>>
I try talking to my friend, calm his nerves, but he retreats out of the room for a while. That must've been a blow...
<<link "Leave" "Management">><</link>><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<elseif $alphabeta < 0>><<light Leo>>might think he has been more masculine, but working out a few times doesn't change much in a person. Before I can shime in,<<light Julio>> interrupts.
<<s Julio>>Let's arm wrestle for it.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Let's.<</s>>
Both men headed for the table, they sit opposite each other, looking at me for the count.
I accept their condition and go for the countdown.
<<light Julio>> loses no time in smashing<<light Leo>>'s hand to the table. There was no contest.
<<s Julio>>You never stood a chance.<</s>>
<<link "Leave" "Management">><</link>><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<elseif $alphabeta <= 3>><<light Leo>> was far from being masculine. Our workouts improved his form, but deep down he was an egg ready to crack. Before I can shime in, <<light Julio>> interrupts.
<<s Julio>>Let's arm wrestle for it.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Let's.<</s>>
Both men headed for the table, they sit opposite each other, <<light Julio>> decides to raise the stakes, confident in his victory.
<<s Julio>>Let's make things interesting. We do all the costumes. Whoever loses dresses up as the second-class citizen, $name is the philosopher, and the winner is the bulky gladiator. What do you say, wimp?<</s>>
<<light Leo>> twitches at the insult, then turns to me for guidance.
<div id="choices">//Do I feel like corrupting my friend, leaving him to dry?//
<<link "<img src='images/icons/masc.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'>Don't even wrestle">><<add "alphabeta" 1>><<less "Leo" 1>><<'less "Julio" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>You don't have to be strong to be a man, Leo. Don't do it.<</s>>
I know he'd lose if he even played into <<light Julio>>'s hand, and I wasn't going to allow him to do that.
Convinced, <<light Leo>> steps back from the table.
<<s Leo>>She's right. I don't care which gladiator clothes I'm wearing. Let's get back to work.<</s>>
<<light Julio>>'s stare tells me everything I need to know about his opinion of me.
We get back to work.
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'>Let him choose">><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<less "Leo" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Not giving him any sign of what to do, I leave him to choose his own destiny. And he chooses right.
Deciding to continue with the wrestling without the additional stakes, they both look at me for the count.
I accept their condition and go for the countdown.
<<light Julio>> loses no time in smashing <<light Leo>>'s hand to the table. There was no contest.
<<s Julio>>You never stood a chance.<</s>>
<<light Leo>>, dejected, seems to take the revelation to heart.
//He was never going to win, why fight the inevitable?//
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'><img src='images/icons/fem.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/x.png'>Tell him to go all in">><<less "alphabeta" 2>><<add "Leo" 1>><<add "Julio" 1>><<less "grade" 1>><<set $costumechoice to 8>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>I believe in you, Leo!<</s>> I lie to him through my teeth, telling him what he needs to hear to make his mistake. And he buys it, hook, line and sinker. I give <<light Julio>> a complicit smile.
Taking their seats and situating themselves, they both look at me for the count.
I accept their condition and go for the countdown.
Surprisingly, they start at a stalemate, <<light Leo>> fighting with all he has while <<light Julio>> confidently looks at me.
<<s Julio>>Remember this, Leo. This is your place in society. Underneath me.<</s>>
In less time than it takes to say it, <<light Julio>> smashes <<light Leo>>'s hand to the table. There was never a contest.
<<s Julio>>You never stood a chance.<</s>>
<<light Leo>>, dejected, seems to take the revelation to heart. We were going to change everything at the last second because of his failure.
Good thing <<light Julio>> came prepared.
//He was never going to win, why fight the inevitable?//
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<<elseif $group1 is "Julio and Leo" and $costumechoice is 6>> Collecting ourselves in <<light Leo>>'s humble apartment, we were working on the material we had collected to create our costumes. <<light Julio>>'s designs were a great addition, as he had everything planned out for the project. All we needed to do was implement his ideas, and that's what we were doing.
There was a problem though. Both <<light Leo>> and I were eyeing a particular philosopher's uniform design that <<light Julio>> had created, and we needed to choose who was going to wear it.
<<s Julio>>There is no way I do the same design twice. You both better find how to sort this out.<</s>>
<<s Author>>What will it take to convince you?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I really like it. I won't back down.<</s>>
<<if $alphabeta <= 0>>Walking up to him, I ask him sweetly.
<<s Author>>Come on, please? For me?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>What would I get out of it?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Come on Leo... Do it for your friend?<</s>>
His knees growing weak, he ultimately accepts that I take the better costume.
//What a beta.//
<<elseif $alphabeta > 0 and $smarts > 16>>An idea comes to mind.
<<s Author>>The smarter philosopher is the one that gets the costume, what say you?<</s>>
<<light Leo>> agrees, and after a quick debate, I emerge victorious. These classes with Mr. <<light Bekham>> have been paying off!
<<else>>Unable to come up with a way to convince my friend of letting go of the costume, I ultimately have to accept that he's the one that's going to be wearing it.
//I wish I didn't go with his idea in the first place.//
The way <<light Julio>> looks at me, the "I told you so" in his eyes tells me everything I need to know.<</if>>
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<<elseif $group1 is "Julio and Leo" and $costumechoice is 7>> Collecting ourselves in <<light Leo>>'s humble apartment, we were working on the material we had collected to create our costumes. <<light Julio>>'s designs were a great addition, as he had everything planned out for the project. All we needed to do was implement his ideas, and that's what we were doing.
The next few hours are spent preparing for the contest, and at the end of it I feel proud of what we have achieved. I couldn't wait for tomorrow's presentations when we get to show our creation.
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<<elseif $group1 is "Julio and Leo" and $costumechoice is 8>> Collecting ourselves in <<light Leo>>'s humble apartment, we were working on the material we had collected to create our costumes. <<light Julio>>'s designs were a great addition, as he had everything planned out for the project. All we needed to do was implement his ideas, and that's what we were doing.
After having finished preparing the costumes and while getting ready for the presentation, I noticed a certain lack that <<light Leo>> had. If we need him to act like a lady he had to learn how to act like one. But I was hesitant on whether or not I wanted to teach him how to make that step.
<<light Julio>>'s position on the manner had been clear, and it was obvious what he hoped would happen. Did I want to do his bidding?
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/masc.png'><img src='images/icons/x.png'>Ignore the lack, it's no big deal">><<add "alphabeta" 1>><<less "grade" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Ignoring <<light Julio>>'s requests, I allow <<light Leo>> to be himself as he is. It's bad enough he has to play such a difficult part, let him adapt it to himself!
//Though I would've liked to see him be a bit more in character...//
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/nb.png'>Point out whenever Leo is being too masculine">><<replace "#choices">>Despite <<light Julio>>'s requests, I minimized my comments about <<light Leo>>'s behavior, limiting myself to speak out whenever he did something overtly masculine. What came up with us was something somewhat convincing, despite <<light Julio>> believing we could do more to give life to his creations.
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>Give him femininity lessons">><<add "Julio" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Wanting to push <<light Leo>> to the limit, I followed <<light Julio>>'s lead and started teaching my friend how to embrace his feminine side even more, how to act and move and dress and talk. The outcome was immensely convincing, and I knew that should he truly embrace his femininity, our grade will translate that progress tomorrow.
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<<elseif $group1 is "Julio and Leo" and $costumechoice is 9>> <div id="continue">Collecting ourselves in <<light Leo>>'s humble apartment, we were working on the material we had collected to create our costumes. <<light Julio>>'s designs were a great addition, as he had everything planned out for the project. All we needed to do was implement his ideas, and that's what we were doing.
It definitely felt weird dismissing all I believed about the project and our grade in order to embrace this second-class citizen part alongside <<light Leo>>, but I couldn't deny that there was something silently thrilling about embracing this helplessness and trusting someone like that with my grade. It all depended on whether or not me and <<light Leo>> could convincingly act similar, and so <<light Julio>> tasked me with teaching him a bit of feminine manners as he continued sewing the costumes.
Did I want to do his bidding?
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/masc.png'><img src='images/icons/x.png'>Ignore the lack, it's no big deal">><<add "alphabeta" 1>><<less "grade" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Ignoring<<light Julio>>'s requests, I allow <<light Leo>> to be himself as he is. It's bad enough he has to play such a difficult part, let him adapt it to himself!
//Though I would've liked to see him be a bit more in character...//<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/nb.png'>Point out whenever Leo is being too masculine">><<replace "#choices">>Despite <<light Julio>>'s requests, I minimized my comments about <<light Leo>>'s behavior, limiting myself to speak out whenever he did something overtly masculine. What came up with us was something somewhat convincing, despite <<light Julio>> believing we could do more to give life to his creations.<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>Give him femininity lessons">><<add "Julio" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Wanting to push <<light Leo>> to the limit, I followed <<light Julio>>'s lead and started teaching my friend how to embrace his feminine side even more, how to act and move and dress and talk. The outcome was immensely convincing, and I knew that should he truly embrace his femininity, our grade will translate that progress tomorrow.<</replace>><</link>></div>
<<link "continue">><<replace "#continue">>Moving on from our preparations, I was approached by an inquiring <<light Julio>>:
<<s Julio>>So, how did it go? Think the guy has what it takes?<</s>>
<<if $alphabeta < 0>><<s Author>>Yes. He's well on his way to play the part perfectly for your costume.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>That's good to hear, good job.<</s>>
I smile at his compliment.<<else>><<s Author>>I'm not sure. He's resisting it somehow.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>That wasn't what I was hoping to hear.<</s>>
I felt sad to be disappointing him.<</if>>
<<s Julio>>What about you?<</s>>
<<s Author>>What about me?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Are you ready for tomorrow? Do you think you have the character in mind?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I think so, yes.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Show me. Kneel to your superior.<</s>>
//Did he really want me to kneel for him like this, out of nowhere?//
<div id="choices2"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'>Kneel like a good girl">><<add "open" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<add "Julio" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>Somehow, it felt natural to listen to his request, as I find myself drop down to my knees like a good girl, looking up at him obediently. He smiles down at me.
<<s Julio>>Such a good girl. Too bad for you I'm not into you. But as I said before, you have a place in the new world and it seems you know it.<</s>>
I'm baffled by what he's saying, yet the simple fact that I'm kneeling in front of him says much more than any argument I might want to give or come up with.
<<s Julio>>I'm proud of you though. Now get up before Leo comes back slut.<</s>>
Listening to his command, I stand back up.
//What the fuck is wrong with me?//
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<<s Julio>>KNEEL<</s>>
I find myself drop down to my knees immediately out of fear, unable to even look at him. He smiles down at me.
<<s Julio>>Good girl. Too bad you're a bit slow. You have a place in the new world, and even if you consciously don't know it yet, your body knows.<</s>>
I'm baffled by what he's saying, yet the simple fact that I'm kneeling in front of him says much more than any argument I might want to give or come up with.
<<s Julio>>I'm proud of you though. Now get up before Leo comes back slut.<</s>>
Listening to his command, I stand back up.
//What the fuck is wrong with me?//
<<link "Leave" "Management">><</link>><</replace>><<else>><<replace "#choices2">>I hesitate, unsure whether or not I should follow his command.
<<s Julio>>KNEEL<</s>>
I look back at him, trying to understand what's the point he's trying to make. Before I come to a definitive answer, <<light Leo>> comes back into the room.
<<light Julio>>, dejected, is annoyed at my bratty behavior.
//I should've listened to his command when I had the chance...//
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<<if $subdom > 0>><<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/dom.png'><img src='images/icons/close.png'>Deny his request">><<less "open" 1>><<less "Julio" 1>><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>Not willing to follow his command, I stand my ground, looking at him in the eyes.
//How dare he ask me to do that?//
Looking back at me, he scoffs.
<<s Julio>>You're not ready. And to think I saw something in you...<</s>>
//What had he seen in me? How come I disappointed him now?//
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<<s Samuel>>Come on! You heard the professor, we need something that will rack in listeners, something people can relate to!<</s>>
<<s Eric>>Half the grade is on the music itself, do you really want to create something cheap?<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>Why would it be cheap? There's obvious artistic value to pop song, and there definitely could be something beautiful to come out of it! <<print $name>>, come on, back me up here!<</s>>
Yet again, the tension was palpable, and I felt lucky – and equally unlucky – to be there to cool things off.
While <<light Eric>> wants to create something instrumental and artistically appealing, almost orchestral (which would be a huge undertaking), <<light Samuel>> was more convinced that creating a pop song would bring in more listeners, and therefore better grades. They both had a point in what they were proposing, the question simply was what we were willing to prioritize for our performances.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'>Let's go with Eric's idea">><<add "Eric" 1>><<less "Samuel" 1>><<set $musicchoice to 4>><<replace "#choices">> More convinced with the artistic approach to such a project, I gave my point of view regarding the debate:
<<s Author>>Honestly Samuel I am more convinced by what Eric is proposing, I feel we can always bring in listeners no matter the song, but need to fulfill the assignment's requirement most of all.<</s>>
<<light Eric>> smiled, happy with my support of his idea, while <<light Samuel>> begrudgingly accepted our standpoint.
//Seems like we'll be doing something artistic and orchestral for the project!//
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<<s Author>>Samuel is right, we can do something of value that also fulfills the commercial part of the grade. I am all for the creation of something pop-like.<</s>>
<<light Samuel>> smugly smiled at my support, winking at me when I turned to look at him. <<light Eric>> begrudgingly accepted the direction with which we were taking the project.
//Seems like we'll be creating a pop commercial song!//
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<div id="song">Last week, we had chosen to go for a commercial pop song for our music project, hoping to get higher points by collecting more listeners. Having already chosen our musical arrangement, we now had to write the lyrics for our song, and I was given the final say in a few lyrical decisions:
A rhythm so diverse, it's the city's symphony,
Where melodies entwine, in perfect harmony.
Our differences, a symphony of grace,
In the city's embrace, finding our <div id="lyric1"><div class="dropdown"><button class="dropbtn">----</button><div class="dropdown-content"><a><<link 'crowd'>><<set _lyric1 to "crowd">><<replace "#lyric1">>_lyric1<</replace>><</link>></a><a><<link 'place'>><<set _lyric1 to "place">><<replace "#lyric1">>_lyric1<</replace>><</link>></a><<link 'house'>><<set _lyric1 to "house">><<replace "#lyric1">>_lyric1<</replace>><</link>></div></div></div>.
From the concrete jungles to the neon lights,
See, we're like colors on a <div id="lyric2"><div class="dropdown"><button class="dropbtn">----</button><div class="dropdown-content"><a><<link 'wall'>><<set _lyric2 to "wall">><<replace "#lyric2">>_lyric2<</replace>><</link>></a><a><<link 'melody'>><<set _lyric2 to "melody">><<replace "#lyric2">>_lyric2<</replace>><</link>></a><<link 'canvas'>><<set _lyric2 to "canvas">><<replace "#lyric2">>_lyric2<</replace>><</link>></div></div></div>, breaking through the nights.
In the mix of these rhymes, the city's romance,
It's the art of acceptance, in this cosmic dance.
We're the poets of the pavement, the <div id="lyric3"><div class="dropdown"><button class="dropbtn">----</button><div class="dropdown-content"><a><<link 'graffiti'>><<set _lyric3 to "graffiti">><<replace "#lyric3">>_lyric3<</replace>><</link>></a><a><<link 'jizz'>><<set _lyric3 to "jizz">><<replace "#lyric3">>_lyric3<</replace>><</link>></a><<link 'drawings'>><<set _lyric3 to "drawings">><<replace "#lyric3">>_lyric3<</replace>><</link>></div></div></div> on the walls,
Where every line speaks, where every echo calls.
In the beats and the flow, our colors transcend,
In the heart of the city, where boundaries bend.
<<link "Continue">><<if _lyric1 is "place">><<add "lyric" 1>><</if>><<if _lyric2 is "canvas">><<add "lyric" 1>><</if>><<if _lyric3 is "graffiti">><<add "lyric" 1>><</if>><<replace "#song">>Confirming my lyrical choices, I shared with my teammates my decisions and received their approval.
<<if $lyric is 3>>Turns out I created the perfect lyrical choices, which not only would positively impact our grades, but also help us bring in a bigger audience regardless of whatever strategy we choose to follow.<<elseif $lyric > 0>>Despite a few lyrical mistakes, we had come up with a great song that holds decent artistic value. I was looking forward to the attention we might get with the proper advertising strategy.<<else>>It seems like I made mistakes on every turn, creating a song with no real artistic value. Maybe we'll make up for it in marketing and gather a wider audience?<</if>>
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As <<light Eric>> spent this session working on arranging the music and trying to find the best way to create his song, <<light Samuel>> and I were kind of left on the backburner, observers of him doing his work.
<<light Samuel>> saw in this an opportunity to get to know me better:
<<s Samuel>>Well, we gave him what he wanted. He's working, and what do we do?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Aren't you glad to have someone else do your work for you?<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>Sure, but I'm getting bored.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Am I not entertainment enough for you?<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>Listening to a dude play his flute while looking at something I cannot touch isn't my best idea of entertainment honestly.<</s>>
Was he really suggesting that?
I raise an eyebrow and move closer to him.
<<s Author>>What do you mean?<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>Maybe if I had you in my arms then I'd find some entertainment in spending a whole hour doing nothing, but we both know you're too shy for that.<</s>>
I was feeling offended, weirdly.
<<s Author>>Hold up, who told you that?<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>There are rumors.<</s>>
Rumors about me being a prude? I had a decision to make regarding that!
<div id="choices"><<if $corruption > 30>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Show him I'm no prude">><<add "Samuel" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I had to prove these people wrong, whoever they were, and that was starting with <<light Samuel>>. Making the decision, I meekly take my seat next to him as he immediately placed his hand around me and on my thigh. A rush of excitement immediately made its way across my body all the way to my heating chest. This was hot.
<<s Samuel>>Well… It seems like I might be wrong after all…<</s>>
Smiling at me, he starts tracing his agile fingers across my leg, playfully reaching upwards. The feeling had its immediate desired impact on me, as the whole taboo aspect of it all was clearly taking its toll on my brain. I was feeling hot and bothered and was effectively playing into his hand… Literally!
It was at this moment that <<light Eric>>moved away from the laptop on which he was working and saw us both in our compromising positions. I had the choice on how I'd react to the situation I had found myself in, and the choice needed to be made quickly.
<div id="choices2"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/cuck.png'><img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Entice Eric">><<add "Eric" 1>><<add "cuck" 1>><<add "subdom" 1>><<add "lyric" 3>><<replace "#choices2">>Not knowing what took over me, partly because I wanted to further prove myself to <<light Samuel>> and partly because I reveled in the fact that we now had an audience, I moved to sit on my colleague's lap, allowing him the pleasure of enjoying my shapely rear, as I addressed my other friend:
<<s Author>>Oh Eric! How's the progress?<</s>>
<<s Eric>>It's going well… Is everything okay?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yes, yes! Come on though, you better finish fast if you want the same treatment.<</s>>
Stunned, <<light Eric>>'s mouth fell a bit agape as he looked at me in such a compromising position, and I could see his mind going wild with the possibility of sharing that position with me himself. He turned to immediately get to work.
<<s Samuel>>Seems like the rumor is totally false! You offered yourself to even him!<</s>>
The insulting tone was not lost on me, but I still revelled in the fact that I was able to prove him wrong and tease <<light Eric>> all at once. I decided to play along with his mockery:
<<s Author>>Oh no don't worry. That was all for the grade. I could never allow myself to do that with him.<</s>>
//There was something seriously hot with denying <<light Eric>> like that in front of someone else.//
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/cuck.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Wait for Samuel to act">><<add "cuck" 1>><<add "Samuel" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "lyric" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>Unable to make a decision, I let the moment pass before <<light Samuel>> decided to push the limit and get his hand all the way in to my inner thigh.
Gasping at the possessive move, I failed to stifle an elicit moan in front of my stunned colleague.
<<s Samuel>>Eric boy! How's the progress going?<</s>>
I bit my lip as <<light Samuel>> casually addressed our friend, all the while playing with my body as he liked.
<<s Eric>>Eum.. Good. Good… Sorry I'm interrupting.<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>You kind of are, but that's okay. How about you go continue with the project, can you?<</s>>
Startled, the wimpy <<light Eric>> acquiesced.
<<s Eric>>Myes. Yes sorry.<</s>>
As he turned back to his laptop and continued with his song, <<light Samuel>> leaned closer to me.
<<s Samuel>>I like my bitches submissive. Good girl.<</s>>
I could stop my moan from escaping my mouth as his hand drifted slowly further up.
//This is beyond hot!//
Fortunately (or not), the professor decided to check up on our progress at that moment as we reluctantly moved apart and answered his questions. The mood was ruined but the flame was lit.
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/x.png'>Move away">><<less "open" 1>><<add "lyric" 2>><<replace "#choices2">> Feeling vulnerable and very much put on the spot, I decided to move away from my colleague's side as he gave a small snicker.
<<s Samuel>>So Eric, how's it looking?<</s>>
Immediately ignoring what he just saw, <<light Eric>> jumped at the occasion to share his recent developments with our song. He had everything under control, and it was looking good!
As he turned back to put his finishing touches, <<light Samuel>> turned towards me:
<<s Samuel>>You'll need more than that to disprove those rumors girl.<</s>>
//I put myself on the line like that… For nothing.//
<<link "Continue" "EricSamuel Group">><</link>> <</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Try to push my prudish limits">><<add "Samuel" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "lyric" 2>><<replace "#choices">> I had to prove these people wrong, whoever they were, and that was starting with <<light Samuel>>. Making the decision, I meekly take my seat next to him as he immediately placed his hand around me and on my thigh. A rush of excitement immediately made its way across my body all the way to my heating chest. This was hot.
<<s Samuel>>Well… It seems like I might be wrong after all…<</s>>
Smiling at me, he starts tracing his agile fingers across my leg, playfully reaching upwards. The feeling had its immediate desired impact on me, as the whole taboo aspect of it all was clearly taking its toll on my brain. I was feeling hot and bothered and was effectively playing into his hand… Literally!
It was at this moment that <<light Eric>> moved away from the laptop on which he was working and saw us both in our compromising positions.
Feeling vulnerable and very much put on the spot, I decided to move away from my colleague's side as he gave a small snicker.
<<s Samuel>>So Eric, how's it looking?<</s>>
Immediately ignoring what he just saw, <<light Eric>> jumped at the occasion to share his recent developments with our song. He had everything under control, and it was looking good!
As he turned back to put his finishing touches, <<light Samuel>> turned towards me:
<<s Samuel>>You'll need more than that to disprove those rumors girl.<</s>>
//I put myself on the line like that… For nothing.//
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/x.png'>Admit you find it hard to be physically intimate">><<less "Samuel" 1>><<less "grade" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Not wanting to disappoint him but feeling myself unable to prove the rumors wrong, I softly take a nearby seat as I address him:
<<s Author>>Honestly I don't know about these rumors, but I know I haven't had the most experience… Physically speaking.<</s>>
Startled by my sudden candor, <<light Samuel>> immediately changed tact.
<<s Samuel>>Hey that's okay, I guess. Not everything is made for a life of adventure and excitement.<</s>>
Despite his genuine comment, I could feel his disappointment at not quite receiving what he was after. Us sitting idle was also made apparent to the passing by professor, who caught us talking about nonsense for the next hour.
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Now that the lyrics and music were done with, we needed something more to really sell our idea to a large audience, and <<light Eric>> already had something in mind.
<<s Eric>>I was thinking maybe it would be best to film sort of a video clip of our song, something that we could use on social media to promote our song.<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>That's a great idea. I suggest we shoot it on Sunday, what do you think?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I don't mind it!<</s>>
All ready and set up, <<light Eric>> promised us he would remind us of the project Sunday morning. I was looking forward to what we could create!
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<<light Eric>>, <<light Samuel>>, and I were watching the video that we had filmed yesterday. There was something oddly enticing about the way everything was looking, but it felt like something more was needed.
We were all brainstorming about different ideas, and how to implement them, knowing that we only had a week left for us to present.
<<s Samuel>>I think we could try and edit this a bit differently.<</s>> Suggested <<light Samuel>>.
<<s Eric>>I don't know, maybe we should try and talk to people instead; entice them with door-to-door marketing.<</s>> Countered <<light Eric>>.
They both had very valid ideas, but at the end of the day I had to make the decision.
<div id="choices"><<if $money gte 40>><<link "<img src='images/icons/cash-loss.png'>Invest in boosting">><<less "money" 40>><<add "audience" 2>><<replace "#choices">>Wanting to really pull off something of value, I decided to invest some of my own money in boosting the song, thus gathering even more views and listens on it for the upcoming week. I'm certain this will have a positive impact, but might want to do something more during the week to help boost it even more?
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<<if $mediasavvy gte 15>><<link "Create a killer edit">><<add "audience" 2>><<replace "#choices">>Using my knowledge in social media trends and video editing, I decide to take over in editing the video and really give it the artistic push it needs to get it to where it needs to be. The outcome is a very well edited piece of media that I am sure will gather loads of traffic. I'm certain this will have a positive impact, but might want to do something more during the week to help boost it even more?
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<<link "I don't really know what to do">><<replace "#choices">>Unable to come up with an adequate strategy, I am at a loss of options.
I guess we'll have to leave it where it is, maybe we can do something more during the upcoming week…
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A choice had to be made regarding what kind of song we wanted to create for this project, knowing we all had an obvious disadvantage compared to other groups.
<<s Leo>>Honestly I think whatever we choose would work, so long as we don't drift too far away from the song we're choosing to copy, right?<</s>>
While we all agreed that we could always adapt an already-existing musical song, we still needed to choose what the theme of our song would be and how we would be working on it:
<<s Eva>>I don't really know what I wanna say with our song honestly.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I agree, I don't know what they really expect from us…<</s>>
<<s Author>>Is it really about following expectations?<</s>>
<<light Leo>> was quick to answer me:
<<s Leo>>No, no… It's just easier to just go with the flow and follow what they expect, makes the whole thing easier you know…<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Hey we could do a song about that!<</s>>
<<s Leo>>What do you mean?<</s>>
<<light Eva>> was excited to be sharing her idea with us.
<<s Eva>>We can write a song about conforming to societal standards and expectations, following the law and how beneficial it would be for us. Musicals have never done that!<</s>>
<<s Leo>>That's actually not such a bad idea.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Is this really what we want to say?<</s>> I was hesitant.
<<s Leo>>Why not?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Don't you want to celebrate your individuality? What makes you different?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Sure, everyone is special, but it would be a great social commentary to write a song that somehow doesn't work but still does? There's already too many songs about being special, different.<</s>>
<<light Leo>> jumped at the occasion to give an example:
<<s Leo>>You don't know - O o!<</s>>
<<light Eva>> was quick to join him:
<<s Eva>>You don't know you're beautiful<</s>>
<<s Leo>>You don't know you're beautiful<</s>>
Laughing together, we took a breather before our decision needed to be made.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Convince them of my idea">><<add "subdom" 1>><<set $musicchoice to 1>><<replace "#choices">>And I was still convinced that my idea would be the best suited for what we were intending to make.
<<s Author>>Individuality would not only work as far as songwriting goes, but it would also be an amazing way for us to bring in a wider audience, it makes everything easier.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>And we already have quite a challenge waiting for us too..<</s>>
<<s Eva>>That's true…<</s>>
I was happy they were seeing things my way:
<<s Author>>So what do you guys think?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I am in, so long as the message can be made clear and we don't fall in the cliche.<</s>>
<<s Author>>How could we? We have you!<</s>>
We both turned to <<light Eva>>
<<s Eva>>What the hell, I'm in too.<</s>>
Cheering, <<light Leo>> and I celebrated the decision.
We had a lot of work waiting for us next week!
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Try to find common ground">><add "Eva" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<set $musicchoice to 2>><<replace "#choices">>While I was hesitant to follow their idea, I still wanted us all to be on the same page when it came to expectations.
<<s Author>>I'm just not sure how you guys intend to make this idea fly honestly…<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Don't you trust us?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I do, but I don't understand what that has to do with the project.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Well look at us three: We're so unique we almost don't have a place in other locations.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>As much as I hate to admit it, Eva is right. You've always called me a social butterfly.<</s>>
<<light Eva>> turned to <<light Leo>> and held his hand:
<<s Eva>> You float beautifully but at the end of the day you don't really know where things are going to take you.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Exactly, I don't have a destination, I feel like always being in the air you know, untethered.<</s>>
<<s Author>>And you'd rather conform? Be one of the masses?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>It would be much easier to simply be like others. Be who I'm supposed to be instead of just an idea of what I can be…<</s>>
<<s Eva>>That sounds beautiful I'm going to write it down!<</s>>
Smiling, I couldn't deny that <<light Leo>> was pretty convincing in what he was saying.
<<s Author>>I think I see your point…<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Awesome!<</s>>
Happy that I'm joining them with their idea, we all decided that we'd be writing the lyrics next time. I was looking forward to it.
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Go with their idea">><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<set $musicchoice to 2>><<replace "#choices">>Oddly enough, I felt reassured being on the same team with both of them, and decided to throw caution to the wind.
<<s Author>>You know what… I think we can come up with something good regardless of what we're doing.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Yes we've got this! We have you two awesome brainiacs!<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Don't sell yourself short Leo, you have the right stuff too!<</s>>
Smiling, I was happy to see us all working together as a team, although I felt like I caved in a bit too early… Hopefully we can sell the idea to a wider audience…
Next monday, we'll be writing the lyrics. Maybe that would aid us in doing something good.
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<div id="song">Last week, we had chosen to go for a song that celebrates our uniqueness and pushes people to embrace themselves. Having already chosen our musical arrangement, we now had to write the lyrics for our song, and I was given the final say in a few lyrical decisions:
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(Verse 1)
In the mirror's gaze, <div id="lyric1"><div class="dropdown"><button class="dropbtn">----</button><div class="dropdown-content"><a><<link 'doubts'>><<set _lyric1 to "doubts">><<replace "#lyric1">>_lyric1<</replace>><</link>></a><a><<link 'ideas'>><<set _lyric1 to "ideas">><<replace "#lyric1">>_lyric1<</replace>><</link>></a><<link 'asses'>><<set _lyric1 to "asses">><<replace "#lyric1">>_lyric1<</replace>><</link>></div></div></div> appear,
Reflections of flaws, oh, so clear.
But the beauty within, it's yet to shine,
Embrace your heart, let your soul entwine.
(Chorus)
You're a canvas of <div id="lyric2"><div class="dropdown"><button class="dropbtn">----</button><div class="dropdown-content"><a><<link 'stupidity'>><<set _lyric2 to "stupidity">><<replace "#lyric2">>_lyric2<</replace>><</link>></a><a><<link 'stars'>><<set _lyric2 to "stars">><<replace "#lyric2">>_lyric2<</replace>><</link>></a><<link 'paint'>><<set _lyric2 to "paint">><<replace "#lyric2">>_lyric2<</replace>><</link>></div></div></div>, a masterpiece untold,
Embrace your flaws, let your story unfold.
In your uniqueness, find your strength,
Self-acceptance, it goes the length.
(Verse 2)
Society's standards, they <div id="lyric3"><div class="dropdown"><button class="dropbtn">----</button><div class="dropdown-content"><a><<link 'create'>><<set _lyric3 to "create">><<replace "#lyric3">>_lyric3<</replace>><</link>></a><a><<link 'destroy'>><<set _lyric3 to "destroy">><<replace "#lyric3">>_lyric3<</replace>><</link>></a><<link 'paint'>><<set _lyric3 to "paint">><<replace "#lyric3">>_lyric3<</replace>><</link>></div></div></div> the norm,
But your true colors, they're not the storm.
Each scar, each curve, part of your song,
Embrace your melody, where you belong.
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<<link "Continue">> <<if _lyric1 is "doubts">><<add "lyric" 1>><</if>><<if _lyric2 is "stars">><<add "lyric" 1>><</if>><<if _lyric3 is "paint">><<add "lyric" 1>><</if>><<replace "#song">>Confirming my lyrical choices, I shared with my teammates my decisions and received their approval.
<<if $lyric is 3>>Turns out I created the perfect lyrical choices, which not only would positively impact our grades, but also help us bring in a bigger audience regardless of whatever strategy we choose to follow.<<elseif $lyric > 0>>Despite a few lyrical mistakes, we had come up with a great song that holds decent artistic value. I was looking forward to the attention we might get with the proper advertising strategy.<<else>>It seems like I made mistakes on every turn, creating a song with no real artistic value. Maybe we'll make up for it in marketing and gather a wider audience?<</if>>
<<link "continue" "EvaLeo Group">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2 and $musicchoice is 2>>
<div id="song">Last week, we had chosen to go for a song that is more of a social commentary, aiming to explain to people how sometimes it is easier to follow the wave than fight against it. Having already chosen our musical arrangement, we now had to write the lyrics for our song, and I was given the final say in a few lyrical decisions:
Certainly, here's a different take that celebrates conforming to standards:
<center>
(Verse 1)
Trying to blend in, hide in the <div id="lyric1"><div class="dropdown"><button class="dropbtn">----</button><div class="dropdown-content"><a><<link 'crowd'>><<set _lyric1 to "crowd">><<replace "#lyric1">>_lyric1<</replace>><</link>></a><a><<link 'bushes'>><<set _lyric1 to "bushes">><<replace "#lyric1">>_lyric1<</replace>><</link>></a><<link 'house'>><<set _lyric1 to "house">><<replace "#lyric1">>_lyric1<</replace>><</link>></div></div></div>,
Every step measured; every word vowed.
A puzzle piece, seeking its place,
Wishing to belong, longing for grace.
(Chorus)
Oh, the dance to fit in, the <div id="lyric2"><div class="dropdown"><button class="dropbtn">----</button><div class="dropdown-content"><a><<link 'story'>><<set _lyric2 to "story">><<replace "#lyric2">>_lyric2<</replace>><</link>></a><a><<link 'melody'>><<set _lyric2 to "melody">><<replace "#lyric2">>_lyric2<</replace>><</link>></a><<link 'baby'>><<set _lyric2 to "baby">><<replace "#lyric2">>_lyric2<</replace>><</link>></div></div></div> unknown,
Lost in the rhythm, searching for home.
Yearning for acceptance, a place to begin,
In the pursuit of belonging, where do I fit in?
(Verse 1)
In the sea of faces, I found my place,
Following lines, embracing the race.
No need for hues, I'm part of the scheme,
In this grand design, I live the <div id="lyric3"><div class="dropdown"><button class="dropbtn">----</button><div class="dropdown-content"><a><<link 'penis'>><<set _lyric3 to "penis">><<replace "#lyric3">>_lyric3<</replace>><</link>></a><a><<link 'style'>><<set _lyric3 to "style">><<replace "#lyric3">>_lyric3<</replace>><</link>></a><<link 'dream'>><<set _lyric3 to "dream">><<replace "#lyric3">>_lyric3<</replace>><</link>></div></div></div>.
</center>
<<link "Continue">> <<if _lyric1 is "crowd">><<add "lyric" 1>><</if>><<if _lyric2 is "melody">><<add "lyric" 1>><</if>><<if _lyric3 is "dream">><<add "lyric" 1>><</if>><<replace "#song">>Confirming my lyrical choices, I shared with my teammates my decisions and received their approval.
<<if $lyric is 3>>Turns out I created the perfect lyrical choices, which not only would positively impact our grades, but also help us bring in a bigger audience regardless of whatever strategy we choose to follow.<<elseif $lyric > 0>>Despite a few lyrical mistakes, we had come up with a great song that holds decent artistic value. I was looking forward to the attention we might get with the proper advertising strategy.<<else>>It seems like I made mistakes on every turn, creating a song with no real artistic value. Maybe we'll make up for it in marketing and gather a wider audience?<</if>>
<<link "continue" "EvaLeo Group">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 3>>
Lyrics and music done with, we needed something more to really sell our idea to a large audience.
<<s Eva>>I was thinking maybe it would be best to film sort of a video clip of our song, something that we could use on social media to promote our song.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>That's a great idea. I suggest we shoot it on Sunday, what do you think?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I don't mind it!<</s>>
All ready and set up, <<light Eva>> promised us she would remind us of the project Sunday morning. I was looking forward to what we could create!
<<link "Continue" "School">><<set $evamessagepre to 2>><</link>>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 4>>
<<if $yaramessagepre is 3 and $yaramessage is 0>><<set $yaramessage to 3>><</if>>
The vibes were immaculate between us three on this Monday morning.
//I know, odd for a monday right?//
<<light Eva>>, <<light Leo>>, and I were watching the video that we had filmed yesterday. There was something oddly enticing about the way everything was looking, but it felt like something more was needed.
We were all brainstorming about different ideas, and how to implement them, knowing that we only had a week left for us to present.
<<s Leo>>I think we could try and edit this a bit differently.<</s>> Suggested <<light Leo>>.
<<s Eva>>I don't know, maybe we should try and talk to people instead; entice them with door-to-door marketing.<</s>> Countered <<light Eva>>.
They both had very valid ideas, but at the end of the day I had to make the decision.
<div id="choices"><<if $money gte 40>><<link "<img src='images/icons/cash-loss.png'>Invest in boosting">><<less "money" 40>><<add "audience" 2>><<replace "#choices">>Wanting to really pull off something of value, I decided to invest some of my own money in boosting the song, thus gathering even more views and listens on it for the upcoming week. I'm certain this will have a positive impact, but might want to do something more during the week to help boost it even more?
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Invest in Boosting" "Money<img src='images/icons/cash.png'> lower than 40">><</if>>
<<if $mediasavvy gte 15>><<link "Create a killer edit">><<add "audience" 2>><<replace "#choices">>Using my knowledge in social media trends and video editing, I decide to take over in editing the video and really give it the artistic push it needs to get it to where it needs to be. The outcome is a very well edited piece of media that I am sure will gather loads of traffic. I'm certain this will have a positive impact, but might want to do something more during the week to help boost it even more?
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Create a killer edit" "Media Savvy <img src='images/icons/media.png'> lower than 15">><</if>>
<<link "I don't really know what to do">><<replace "#choices">>Unable to come up with an adequate strategy, I am at a loss of options.
I guess we'll have to leave it where it is, maybe we can do something more during the upcoming week…
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<</if>>/* This is a group project in which the player chooses who to partner with, and by doing so different outcomes to the project will take place.
First month: clothing in different eras.
Options:Yara will make Eva and herself dress like a harlot from the 60s (depending on subdom)
Julio will require your help to dress Leo as a female (or both will be dressed as gladiators depending on alphabeta)
Jerome and Jasmin will dress her like a slave as a way to reclaim history (depends on bbcworld)
Costumechoice Options:
1-Her and Jasmin are slaves to Jerome
2-Her and Jasmin are wives to Jerome
3-60s fashion
4-60s fashion - eva prostitute
5-All gladiators
6-All philosophers
7-Characters from Ancient Greece
8-Ancient Greece - characters reversed
9-Ancient Greece - both slaves
10-60s fashion - both prostitutes
11-60s fashion - Them prostitutes.
Second month:
Options:
Third month: human sculptures
Options: Julio and Jerome will bring along a contrasting imagery with the white female protagonist in the middle of them
Eric, Leo, and you could create an exploration of gender (if Leo is on a more genderless path)
Yara, Eva, Jasmin, and you will represent the Horae of the four seasons. */
<<if visited(passage()) <= 3>><<if $group1 is "Jasmin and Jerome">><<goto "JasminJerome Group">><<elseif $group1 is "Julio and Leo">><<goto "LeoJulio Group">><<elseif $group1 is "Yara and Eva">><<goto "YaraEva Group">><<elseif $group1 is "Unknown">><div id="choices">Our school is thankfully quite organized when it comes to classes and projects and requirements. Having seperated their projects at the beginning of the year, professors then each have a month to string us along in their own project, giving us sessions every monday to flesh out our presentation for the end of it.
<center>//"In order to foster a sense of groupwork and cooperation,
Hatchett High vows to bring out the creativity in its students."//</center>
The usual bullshit is spewed without so much as a second thought about what they're saying...
<img src="images/classes/fashion-class.jpg" width="100%">
This month was history class' month.
The assignment was pretty interesting too: we are supposed to do research about a particular civilization or period of time, and create costumes that represent this moment in history. Our grade will be based on not only the research, but also the costume design, "//to bring out the creativity in us//".
I had my choice of three different groups to choose from, and each had a different dynamic than the others.
The first group was<<link "Jasmin and Jerome">><<set $group1 to "Jasmin and Jerome">><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I have chosen the electric duo of <<light Jasmin>> and <<light Jerome>>, which is sure to bring me an interesting upcoming few weeks. I was looking forward to it.
<<link "Join them" "JasminJerome Group">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>. An unspoken duo, they seemed to have already planned to be together for this month's project. Joining them meant I risked being a third wheel, but with <<light Jasmin>>'s passion for controversial topics, it was sure to snag us a few grade points. <<light Jerome>> was a treat to look at too... <<if $jasminavoid is true>><<dark "❗Warning❗" "You've toggled Jasmin's content off. We recommend not choosing this option.">><</if>>
The second group had two of my close friends,<<link "Yara and Eva">><<set $group1 to "Yara and Eva">><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I have chosen the unusual duo of <<light Yara>> and <<light Eva>>, believing I would bring the balance between their mismatched personalities well. I was apprehensive yet looking forward to what this coupling would bring.
<<link "Join them" "YaraEva Group">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>. Although I rarely saw them together, I knew that me being there would balance the scales out well. <<light Yara>>'s creativity and <<light Eva>>'s attention to detail would be great assets to this project's outcome. <<if $evaavoid is true>><<dark "❗Warning❗" "You've toggled Eva's content off. We recommend not choosing this option.">><<elseif $yaraavoid is true>><<dark "❗Warning❗" "You've toggled Yara's content off. We recommend not choosing this option.">><</if>>
The last group I could choose from included yet another weird duo, <<link "Julio and Leo">><<set $group1 to "Julio and Leo">><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Drawn by the odd coupling in front of me, I decided to join <<light Leo>> and <<light Julio>> on their team. Both had an interesting outlook on life and I was sure to make the most use of their skills to create an interesting outcome.
<<link "Join them" "LeoJulio Group">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>. <<light Julio>> was a controversial individual, seemingly tying himself to <<light Leo>> to make use of his history knowledge for easy points. Maybe I could defend my friend by joining their team? <<if $leoavoid is true>><<dark "❗Warning❗" "You've toggled Leo's content off. We recommend not choosing this option.">><</if>>
//I knew whichever team I'd be joining I'd be stuck with for the rest of the month, and the other teams will be progressing and creating their own projects, effectively shaping its members without my influence.//</div><</if>>
<<elseif visited(passage()) gte 4>>Presentation Time!
The whole class was gathered to present our costumes, with each trying their best to be in character.
<<if $costumechoice is 1>><<if $clothingprice is true>><<add "grade" 1>><<less "open" 1>>The money we have thrown on your costumes shows, as we arrive to class already dressed in our elegant outfits, <<light Jasmin>>, <<light Jerome>>, and I.
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/egyptian-slaves.jpg' width='33%'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/egyptian-pharaoh-wealthy.jpg' width='33%'>
<<elseif $clothingprice is false>><<add "open" 1>>As we have decided to cut back on our costume expenses, the outcome of such a choice is made apparent in our clothing, <<light Jasmin>>, <<light Jerome>>, and I.
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/skimpy-egyptian-slaves.webp' width='33%'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/egyptian-pharaoh.jpg' width='33%'>
<</if>>
As previously agreed upon, we have decided to present in character in front of the whole class, arriving chained to our pharaoh, and respecting his lead. At a particular moment in the presentation, we were asked a tricky question.
I knew the answer to it, but according to my master I was not allowed to speak unless spoken to.
<div id="choices"><<if $subdom < -3>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Stay silent until called upon">><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<add "Jerome" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Respecting the wishes of my master, I allow him to take the lead in this. He calmly turns to me and orders me:
<<s Julio>>Speak, slave.<</s>>
Following his command, I answer the question and then step back with respect to him.
<<s Julio>>Good girl.<</s>>
My actions leave the class stunned as my teammates smile at my compliance.
//I did good. I'm a good girl.//
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Stay silent until called upon" "Not Submissive enough">><</if>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Try to answer">><<add "Jerome" 1>><<replace "#choices">>As I attempt to speak out to answer the question, <<light Jerome>> clears his throat, and I roll my eyes as I wait for his command to answer.
He gives his approval to the laughter of the class, before I go to answer the teacher's question.
Despite my insubordination, both <<light Jerome>> and <<light Jasmin>> are happy with me.
<</replace>><</link>>
<<if $subdom > 3>><<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Answer Confidently">><<less "bbcworld" 1>><<less "Jerome" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Confidently setting aside the act for the sake of the grade, I answer the teacher's question, not caring to listen to any comment requesting the opposite.
Despite the better grade, both <<light Jerome>> and <<light Jasmin>> are unhappy with my performance.
Even if it was an act, I stood up to <<light Jerome>>'s authority in it, and that's not a good look for him.
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Answer Confidently" "Not Dominant enough">><</if>></div>
<<elseif $costumechoice is 2>><<if $clothingprice is true>><<add "grade" 1>><<less "open" 1>>The money we have thrown on your costumes shows, as we arrive to class already dressed in our elegant outfits, <<light Jasmin>>, <<light Jerome>>, and I.
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/egyptian-wives2.webp' width='33%'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/egyptian-pharaoh-wealthy.jpg' width='33%'>
<<elseif $clothingprice is false>><<add "open" 1>>As we have decided to cut back on our costume expenses, the outcome of such a choice is made apparent in our clothing, <<light Jasmin>>, <<light Jerome>>, and I.
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/egyptian-wives.jpg' width='33%'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/egyptian-pharaoh.jpg' width='33%'>
<</if>>
As previously agreed upon, we have decided to present in character in front of the whole class, arriving subservient behind our pharaoh, and respecting his lead. At a particular moment in the presentation, we were asked a tricky question.
I knew the answer to it, but according to my husband I was not allowed to speak unless spoken to.
<div id="choices"><<if $subdom < -3>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'><img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Stay silent until called upon">><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<add "Jerome" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Respecting the wishes of my master, I allow him to take the lead in this. He calmly turns to me and orders me:
<<s Julio>>Speak, wife.<</s>>
Following his command, I answer the question and then step back with respect to him.
<<s Julio>>Good girl.<</s>>
My actions leave the class stunned as my teammates smile at my compliance.
//I did good. I'm a good girl.//
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Stay silent until called upon" "Not Submissive enough">><</if>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Try to answer">><<add "Jerome" 1>><<replace "#choices">>As I attempt to speak out to answer the question, <<light Jerome>> clears his throat, and I roll my eyes as I wait for his command to answer.
He gives his approval to the laughter of the class, before I go to answer the teacher's question.
Despite my insubordination, both <<light Jerome>> and <<light Jasmin>> are happy with me.
<</replace>><</link>>
<<if $subdom > 3>><<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Answer Confidently">><<less "bbcworld" 1>><<less "Jerome" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Confidently setting aside the act for the sake of the grade, I answer the teacher's question, not caring to listen to any comment requesting the opposite.
Despite the better grade, both <<light Jerome>> and <<light Jasmin>> are unhappy with my performance.
Even if it was an act, I stood up to <<light Jerome>>'s authority in it, and that's not a good look for him.
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Answer Confidently" "Not Dominant enough">><</if>></div>
<<elseif $costumechoice is 3>><<less "grade" 1>><<if $group1 is "Jasmin and Jerome">><<if $clothingprice is true>><<add "grade" 1>><<less "open" 1>>The money we have thrown on your costumes shows, as we arrive to class already dressed in our elegant outfits:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/interracial-hippies.webp' width='500px'>
<<elseif $clothingprice is false>><<add "open" 1>>As we have decided to cut back on our costume expenses, the outcome of such a choice is made apparent in our clothing:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/skimpy-female-hippie-2.jpg' width='33%' title='Eva'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/black-hippie-male.jpg' width='33%' title='Jerome'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/skimpy-female-hippie.webp' width='33%' title='Me'>
<</if>>
The class is unimpressed by our presentation, especially since we are basically doing the same thing as <<light Yara>> and <<light Eva>> are doing. <<if $smarts > 15>>The fact that I did my research doesn't really aid my case.<<else>><<light Eva>> also seems to have put much more time in preparing for this presentation.<</if>>
All in all, our presentation is abysmal...Maybe I should've listened to my teammates and changed course somehow?
<<elseif $group1 is "Yara and Eva">><<if $clothingprice is true>><<add "grade" 1>><<less "open" 1>>The money we have thrown on your costumes shows, as we arrive to class already dressed in our elegant outfits:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/wealthy-female-hippies.jpg'>
<<elseif $clothingprice is false>><<add "open" 1>>As we have decided to cut back on our costume expenses, the outcome of such a choice is made apparent in our clothing:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/skimpy-female-hippie-2.jpg' width='33%' title='Eva'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/skimpy-female-hippie-3.jpg' width='33%' title='Yara'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/skimpy-female-hippie.webp' width='33%' title='Me'>
<</if>>
The class is unimpressed by our presentation, especially when compared to what they have prepared.<<if $smarts > 15>>The fact that we did our research doesn't really aid our case.<<else>>The fact that our research lacks any depth also shows unfortunately.<</if>>
All in all, our presentation is abysmal...Maybe I should've listened to <<light Yara>> and convinced <<light Eva>> to dress up like a harlot for us?
<</if>>
<<elseif $costumechoice is 10>><<if $group1 is "Jasmine and Jerome">><<add "open" 1>>As we have decided to cut back on our costume expenses and had to make last minute changes, the outcome of such a choice is made apparent in our clothing:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/pimp-ho.jpg'>
The class is unimpressed by our presentation, especially since we are basically doing the same thing as <<light Yara>> and <<light Eva>> are doing, albeit with a bit of a change. <<if $smarts > 15>>The fact that I did my research doesn't really aid our case.<<else>><<light Eva>> also seems to have put much more time in preparing for this presentation.<</if>>
All in all, our presentation is abysmal...Maybe I should've listened to my teammates and changed course somehow? But hey, at least we had fun in the process, right?
<<elseif $group1 is "Yara and Eva">><<add "grade" 1>><<if $clothingprice is true>><<add "grade" 1>><<less "open" 1>>The money we have thrown on your costumes shows, as we arrive to class already dressed in our elegant outfits:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/60s-whore-elegant.jpg' width='50%' title='Eva and I'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/female-pimp.jpg' width='50%' title='Yara'>
<<elseif $clothingprice is false>><<add "open" 1>>As we have decided to cut back on our costume expenses, the outcome of such a choice is made apparent in our clothing:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/60s-whore.jpg' width='33%' title='Eva'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/skimpy-female-hippie-3.jpg' width='33%' title='Yara'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/60s-whore-2.png' width='33%' title='Me'><</if>>
As previously agreed upon, we have decided to present in character in front of the whole class, arriving subservient behind our pimp, and respecting her lead. It felt odd being so submissive to <<light Yara>> like that, but at the same time kind of... //Thrilling?//
At a particular moment in the presentation, we were asked a tricky question.
I knew the answer to it, but according to my pimp I was not allowed to speak unless spoken to.
<div id="choices"><<if $subdom < -3>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Stay silent until called upon">><<add "bisex" 1>><<add "Yara" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Respecting the wishes of my employer, I allow her to take the lead in this. She calmly turns to me and orders me:
<<s Yara>>Speak, harlot.<</s>>
Following her command, I answer the question and then step back with respect to her.
<<s Yara>>Good girl.<</s>>
My actions leave the class stunned as my teammate smiles at my compliance.
//I did good. I'm a good girl.//
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Stay silent until called upon" "Not Submissive enough">><</if>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Try to answer">><<add "Yara" 1>><<add "evasub" 1>><<replace "#choices">>As I attempt to speak out to answer the question,<<light Yara>>clears her throat, and I roll my eyes as I wait for her command to answer.
Surprising me, she turns to <<light Eva>> and orders her to answer.
My friend obediently respects her wishes.
Later, as we go to take our places, <<light Yara>> whispers to me:
<<s Yara>>You could learn a thing or two from your friend.<</s>>
//She's right, <<light Eva>> got the better grade. Was it because she listened to her?//
<</replace>><</link>>
<<if $subdom > 3>><<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/dom.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Answer Confidently">><<less "Yara" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<add "subdom" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Confidently setting aside the act for the sake of the grade, I answer the teacher's question, not caring to listen to any comment requesting the opposite.
Despite the better grade, <<light Yara>> is unhappy with my performance.
Even if it was an act, I stood up to her authority in it, and that seemed to create a positive effect on <<light Eva>>.<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Answer Confidently" "Not Dominant enough">><</if>></div><</if>>
<<elseif $costumechoice is 4>><<if $clothingprice is true>><<add "grade" 1>><<less "open" 1>>The money we have thrown on your costumes shows, as we arrive to class already dressed in our elegant outfits:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/60s-whore-elegant.jpg' width='50%' title='Eva'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/female-pimp.jpg' width='50%' title='Yara and I'>
<<elseif $clothingprice is false>><<add "open" 1>>As we have decided to cut back on our costume expenses, the outcome of such a choice is made apparent in our clothing:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/60s-whore.jpg' width='33%' title='Eva'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/skimpy-female-hippie-3.jpg' width='33%' title='Yara'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/female-pimp.jpg' width='33%' title='Me'><</if>>
As previously agreed upon, we have decided to present in character in front of the whole class, <<light Yara>> and I leading, while <<light Eva>> obediently followed suit.
//She immediately took to it, oddly enough...//
At a particular moment in the presentation, we were asked a tricky question.
I knew the answer to it, but found the opportunity to undermine <<light Yara>>'s authority.
<div id="choices">Should I take the chance?
<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/x.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Stay silent, let her take the fall">><<less "Eva" 1>><<less "Yara" 1>><<less "grade" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Grasping the opportunity as it presented itself to me, I turn to look at <<light Yara>> to answer the tricky question.
Her smirk reveals she had prepared for this eventuality, as she confidently and impressively answers the question.
The fact that <<light Eva>> also shimes in to support her point of view is not lost on the teacher, who smiles at the both of them.
//I shouldn't have doubted <<light Yara>>'s capabilities.//<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Try to answer">><<add "Yara" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Not wanting to lose the chance for a higher grade, I bail out my team by answering the niche question asked, making sure to elaborate more on the reasoning behind our costumes. The teacher, impressed by my answer, adds to our grade.
I turn to see both my teammates smiling at me. We did well!<</replace>><</link>>
<<if $subdom > 3>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/dom.png'><img src='images/icons/grade.png'>Make Eva answer">><<add "grade" 1>><<add "subdom" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Smiling at the opportunity to showcase my dominance to <<light Yara>>, I turn to <<light Eva>> and order her to answer the question.
Our harlot, after stumbling over her words for a short while, finds her footing and answers the tricky question, as <<light Yara>> looks at me with a smirk on her face.<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Make Eva Answer" "Not Dominant enough">><</if>></div>
<<elseif $costumechoice is 11>><<add "grade" 1>><<if $clothingprice is true>><<add "grade" 1>><<less "open" 1>>The money we have thrown on your costumes shows, as we arrive to class already dressed in our elegant outfits:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/60s-whore-elegant.jpg' width='50%' title='Eva and Yara'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/female-pimp.jpg' width='50%' title='Me'>
<<elseif $clothingprice is false>><<add "open" 1>>As we have decided to cut back on our costume expenses, the outcome of such a choice is made apparent in our clothing:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/60s-whore.jpg' width='33%' title='Eva'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/skimpy-female-hippie-3.jpg' width='33%' title='Me'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/female-pimp.jpg' width='33%' title='Yara'><</if>>
As previously agreed upon, we have decided to present in character in front of the whole class, me leading while my harlots <<light Yara>> and <<light Eva>> obediently followed suit.
//It felt odd having these two follow my orders...//
At a particular moment in the presentation, we were asked a tricky question.
I knew the answer to it, but <<light Yara>> jumped to answer it.
<div id="choices">How should I react?
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/x.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Stay silent, let her take the lead">><<add "Yara" 1>><<less "grade" 1>><<less "subdom" 3>><<replace "#choices">>Grasping the opportunity as it presented itself to her,<<light Yara>>started answering the tricky question, not prompted by me to reply.
Her smirk reveals she had prepared for this eventuality, as she confidently and impressively takes control away from me
The fact that <<light Eva>> also shimes in to support her point of view is not lost on the teacher, who smiles at the both of them.
The rest of it is a bit of a fiasco as <<light Yara>> confidently and strategically undermines me and takes away my control...
//I shouldn't have doubted <<light Yara>>'s capabilities, although it did feel more natural to follow than lead...//<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/x.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Try to stop her">><<less "Yara" 1>><<less "grade" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Not wanting to lose the chance to put her in her place, I attempt to raise my voice to answer the question instead.
<<light Yara>> confidently keeps going, maintaining eye contact with the professor as my voice dies out.
Not willing to make a scene out of it, I let it slide, but the discordance in our group is apparent.
//Should I have just stayed silent?//<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Make Eva answer instead">><<add "grade" 1>><<add "subdom" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<less "Yara" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Smiling at the opportunity to showcase my dominance to <<light Yara>>, I turn to <<light Eva>> and order her to answer the question instead.
<<light Yara>>, stunned at how I undermined her like that, stumbles on her words as <<light Eva>> takes the opportunity to follow my orders.
As she answers the question, I look at <<light Yara>> with a smirk on my face.
//Noone undermines my authority here.//<</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif $costumechoice is 5>><<less "grade" 1>><<if $alphabeta >= 3>><<if $clothingprice is true>><<add "grade" 1>><<less "open" 1>>The money we have thrown on your costumes shows, as we arrive to class already dressed in our elegant outfits:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/white-male-gladiator-alpha.jpg' width='33%' title='Leo'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/black-male-gladiator-cheap.jpg' width='33%' title='Julio'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/female-gladiator-costume.jpg' width='33%' title='Me'>
<<elseif $clothingprice is false>><<add "open" 1>>As we have decided to cut back on our costume expenses, the outcome of such a choice is made apparent in our clothing:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/white-male-gladiator-beta.jpg' width='33%' title='Leo'>
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/black-male-gladiator-cheap.jpg' width='33%' title='Julio'>
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/female-gladiator-costume-sexy.avif' width='33%' title='Me'><</if>>
Dressing up in our costumes, it is clear that <<light Leo>> is having the time of his life, excited to be portraying such a strong character in front of the whole class. <<light Julio>> is also excited by the prospect of showing his designs. I myself am happy to be part of this awesomely-dressed team.
As we present our overview of the Greek Culture, we are criticized by the professor for dressing up as only one aspect of it. Our grade suffers from it slightly.
<<elseif $alphabeta < 3>><<less "grade" 1>><<if $clothingprice is true>><<add "grade" 1>><<less "open" 1>>The money we have thrown on your costumes shows, as we arrive to class already dressed in our elegant outfits:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/white-male-gladiator-beta.jpg' width='33%' title='Leo'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/black-male-gladiator.jpg' width='33%' title='Julio'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/female-gladiator-costume.jpg' width='33%' title='Me'>
<<elseif $clothingprice is false>><<add "open" 1>>As we have decided to cut back on our costume expenses, the outcome of such a choice is made apparent in our clothing:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/white-male-gladiator-beta.jpg' width='33%' title='Leo'>
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/black-male-gladiator-cheap.jpg' width='33%' title='Julio'>
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/female-gladiator-costume-sexy.avif' width='33%' title='Me'><</if>>
Dressing up in our costumes, it is clear that <<light Leo>> is excited to be portraying such a masculine character in front of the whole class. <<light Julio>> is also excited by the prospect of showing his designs, and his smoking hot body. I myself am happy to be part of this awesomely-dressed team.
As we present our overview of the Greek Culture, we are criticized by the professor for dressing up as only one aspect of it. Our grade suffers from it slightly.<</if>>
<<elseif $costumechoice is 6>><<less "grade" 1>><<if $clothingprice is true>><<add "grade" 1>><<less "open" 1>>The money we have thrown on your costumes shows, as we arrive to class already dressed in our elegant outfits:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/white-male-philosopher.jpg' width='33%' title='Leo'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/black-male-philosopher-cheap.jpg' width='33%' title='Julio'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/female-philosopher.jpg' width='33%' title='Me'>
<<elseif $clothingprice is false>><<add "open" 1>>As we have decided to cut back on our costume expenses, the outcome of such a choice is made apparent in our clothing:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/white-male-philosopher-cheap.jpg' width='33%' title='Leo'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/black-male-philosopher-cheap.jpg' width='33%' title='Julio'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/female-philosopher-sexy.jpg' width='33%' title='Me'><</if>>
Dressing up in our costumes, it is clear that <<light Leo>> is excited to be portraying such an intellectual character in front of the whole class, as am I. <<light Julio>> is also excited by the prospect of showing his designs, and his smoking hot body. Our team was well dressed, that was for sure.
As we present our overview of the Greek Culture, we are criticized by the professor for dressing up as only one aspect of it. Our grade suffers from it slightly.
<<elseif $costumechoice is 7>><<add "grade" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<if $clothingprice is true>><<add "grade" 1>><<less "open" 1>>The money we have thrown on your costumes shows, as we arrive to class already dressed in our elegant outfits:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/white-male-philosopher.jpg' width='33%' title='Leo'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/black-male-greek-hero.jpg' width='33%' title='Julio'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/female-slave.webp' width='33%' title='Me'>
<<elseif $clothingprice is false>><<add "open" 1>>As we have decided to cut back on our costume expenses, the outcome of such a choice is made apparent in our clothing:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/white-male-philosopher-cheap.jpg' width='33%' title='Leo'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/black-male-gladiator-cheap.jpg' width='33%' title='Julio'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/female-slave-cheap.jpg' width='33%' title='Me'><</if>>
It felt odd being dressed as this inferior portraiture in front of the whole class. Despite that, one couldn't help but appreciate<<light Julio>>'s fine work and attention to detail. Both he and <<light Leo>> were extremely happy with the positive attention they were getting.
As for me, well...
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Be proud of my body">><<add "grade" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Taking the attention in stride, I flaunted my assets in the revealing outfit and used their attention to my advantage. Taking in the teachings of Mr.<<light Bekham>>, I started using that male gaze to get all my points across, explaining the topic and era we chose beautifully.<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'>Fantasize about my predicament">><<add "open" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "Julio" 1>><<add "Jerome" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<add "arousal" 30>><<replace "#choices">>Something about being so vulnerable like that, scantily clad in what amounts to basically nothing, triggered an unexplained reaction in me, as I started accepting attention from my friends and embracing their stares.
Subservient to my superior teammates, something in my mind completely shut off as I took my performance to heart, only speaking when spoken to. Something about the way people were looking at me was extremely exciting and extremely unsettling at the same time. I was beyond hot, feeling true heat emanating from me as their gazes activated something in me that I didn't know existed.
<<light Jerome>>, at one point, noticing me looking at him, made it extra clear that he was checking me out, and I embarrasingly smiled at him, allowing him to use me as an object of fantasy. I was feeling beyond hot following orders like that.<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/grade.png'>Don't get distracted, we have a presentation to do">><<add "Leo" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Putting aside my personal feelings regarding my predicament, I put the presentation at the forefront, making sure to stick to my part at times and allowing <<light Leo>> his place to shine in the philosophical aspect of the decade. It's a lot of fun seeing people's positive reaction to our presentation. We did well!<</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif $costumechoice is 8>><div id=continue>Ahead of entering class, I was approached by a worried <<light Leo>> who seemed to have doubts about his costume.
<<s Leo>>Hey $name , I'm not sure if this is the right thing to do... I really don't think this will work.<</s>>
<<s Author>>What is it? What's wrong?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>It feels odd being dressed like this, as second class... Couldn't we have done things differently?<</s>>
<<s Author>>You would rather have had me being second class? What message would that have carried?<</s>>
<<s Leo>> No, no... I'm not sure...<</s>>
He was perfect for the part, and it was already too late to change course. The choice was mine on how to help him overcome his fears, and how to alleviate his concerns.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/masc.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>Be confident in yourself. Second class does not mean feminine, that's the whole point.">><<add "alphabeta" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<less "Julio" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Be confident in yourself. Second class does not mean feminine, that's the whole point.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>You're right... It's all about the message. It's just a part.<</s>>
Smiling, I have him convinced that he made the right choice.
<<link "continue">><<replace "#continue">><<add "grade" 1>><<if $clothingprice is true>><<add "grade" 1>><<less "open" 1>>The money we have thrown on your costumes shows, as we arrive to class already dressed in our elegant outfits:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/white-male-slave.webp' width='33%' title='Leo'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/black-male-greek-hero.jpg' width='33%' title='Julio'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/female-philosopher.jpg' width='33%' title='Me'>
<<elseif $clothingprice is false>><<add "open" 1>>As we have decided to cut back on our costume expenses, the outcome of such a choice is made apparent in our clothing:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/white-male-slave.webp' width='33%' title='Leo'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/black-male-gladiator-cheap.jpg' width='33%' title='Julio'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/female-philosopher-sexy.jpg' width='33%' title='Me'><</if>>
<<light Leo>>, somewhat vulnerable from being dressed the way he was, was not the only attractive person in the room. Both <<light Julio>> and I were really well dressed as well, and we all were playing our characters beautifully. Our presentation went well, and at one point <<light Leo>> was tested on his ability to stay in character. Taking the opportunity to showcase how second class back then did not only mean feminine, he made sure to get his somehow feminist message across. <<light Julio>> is displeased to see his message backfiring somehow.
//I'm not sure what it really was in the first place...//
<</replace>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/nb.png'><img src='images/icons/close.png'>Too late to back down now. Make the most of it.">><<less "open" 1>><<less "grade" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Too late to back down now. Make the most of it. And who knows, you might like it...<</s>>
While hesitant, <<light Leo>> nods, accepting my point of view and willing to give it a try.
<<link "continue">><<replace "#continue">><<add "grade" 1>><<if $clothingprice is true>><<add "grade" 1>><<less "open" 1>>The money we have thrown on your costumes shows, as we arrive to class already dressed in our elegant outfits:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/white-male-slave.webp' width='33%' title='Leo'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/black-male-greek-hero.jpg' width='33%' title='Julio'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/female-philosopher.jpg' width='33%' title='Me'>
<<elseif $clothingprice is false>><<add "open" 1>>As we have decided to cut back on our costume expenses, the outcome of such a choice is made apparent in our clothing:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/white-male-slave.webp' width='33%' title='Leo'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/black-male-gladiator-cheap.jpg' width='33%' title='Julio'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/female-philosopher-sexy.jpg' width='33%' title='Me'><</if>>
<<light Leo>>, somewhat vulnerable from being dressed the way he was, was not the only attractive person in the room. Both<<light Julio>>and I were really well dressed as well, and we all were playing our characters beautifully. Our presentation went well, and at one point<<light Leo>>was tested on his ability to stay in character.
His unshaped character, coupled with his nervousness at the situation, didn't help him in answering the question asked as he stumbles on his words, embarrasing us as a team. <<light Julio>> doesn't seem too concerned, happy somehow to have lulled <<light Leo>> to this point at the very least.
//I should've probably pushed him more...//
<</replace>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'><img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'>Embrace the part. It's okay to be yourself and inferior.">><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "Julio" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Finding the perfect opportunity to help him along the path that he's been riding on, I say to him:
<<s Author>>Embrace the part. It's okay to be yourself and inferior.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>It is?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yes it is Leo, nothing wrong with wanting to follow rather than lead. After all, you accepted this part for a reason, no? Aren't you curious about how it feels like to listen to orders?<</s>>
Something in him clicks as he gives me a wide smile. He's actually convinced with the point I made to him!
//Oh beautiful corruption!//
<<link "continue">><<replace "#continue">><<add "grade" 1>><<if $clothingprice is true>><<add "grade" 1>><<less "open" 1>>The money we have thrown on your costumes shows, as we arrive to class already dressed in our elegant outfits:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/white-male-slave.webp' width='33%' title='Leo'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/black-male-greek-hero.jpg' width='33%' title='Julio'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/female-philosopher.jpg' width='33%' title='Me'>
<<elseif $clothingprice is false>><<add "open" 1>>As we have decided to cut back on our costume expenses, the outcome of such a choice is made apparent in our clothing:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/white-male-slave.webp' width='33%' title='Leo'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/black-male-gladiator-cheap.jpg' width='33%' title='Julio'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/female-philosopher-sexy.jpg' width='33%' title='Me'><</if>>
<<light Leo>>, somewhat vulnerable from being dressed the way he was, was not the only attractive person in the room. Both <<light Julio>> and I were really well dressed as well, and we all were playing our characters beautifully. Our presentation went well, and at one point <<light Leo>> was tested on his ability to stay in character. Taking extra care to remain composed and submissive as taught, he answers after <<light Julio>> allows him to, a showcase of subservience to the dominant man and a great way of driving the whole point of second class across.
<<light Leo>> further embraces the femininity of the part, blushing at the compliments that the professor gives at the end of the presentation, and even going as far as making a twirl when prompted by <<light Julio>>.<</replace>><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div></div>
<<elseif $costumechoice is 9>><div id=continue>Ahead of entering class, I was approached by a worried <<light Leo>> who seemed to have doubts about his costume.
<<s Leo>>Hey $name , I'm not sure if this is the right thing to do... I really don't think this will work.<</s>>
<<s Author>>What is it? What's wrong?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>It feels odd being dressed like this, as second class... Couldn't we have done things differently?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Hey we're in this together, it's the best way to do this, trust me.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I'm not really sure...<</s>>
He was perfect for the part, and it was already too late to change course. The choice was mine on how to help him overcome his fears, and how to alleviate his concerns.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/masc.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'>Be confident in yourself. Second class does not mean feminine, that's the whole point.">><<add "alphabeta" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<less "Julio" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Be confident in yourself. Second class does not mean feminine, that's the whole point.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>You're right... It's all about the message. It's just a part.<</s>>
Smiling, I have him convinced that he made the right choice.
<<link "continue">><<replace "#continue">><<add "grade" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<add "Julio" 1>><<if $clothingprice is true>><<add "grade" 1>>The money we have thrown on your costumes shows, as we arrive to class already dressed in our elegant outfits:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/white-male-slave.webp' width='33%' title='Leo'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/black-male-greek-hero.jpg' width='33%' title='Julio'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/female-slave.webp' width='33%' title='Me'>
<<elseif $clothingprice is false>><<add "open" 1>>As we have decided to cut back on our costume expenses, the outcome of such a choice is made apparent in our clothing:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/white-male-slave.webp' width='33%' title='Leo'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/black-male-gladiator-cheap.jpg' width='33%' title='Julio'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/female-slave-cheap.jpg' width='33%' title='Me'><</if>>
It felt odd being dressed as this inferior portraiture in front of the whole class, but at least I had<<light Leo>>next to me to support me with it, both of us inferior compared to our teammate. Despite that, one couldn't help but appreciate <<light Julio>>'s fine work and attention to detail. He was beaming, a perfect example of masculinity and dominance, and we just helped enhance it.
Our presentation went well, and at one point <<light Leo>> was tested on his ability to stay in character. Taking the opportunity to showcase how second class back then did not only mean feminine, he made sure to get his somehow feminist message across.<<light Julio>>is displeased to see his message backfiring somehow.
//I'm not sure what it really was in the first place...//
As for me, well...
<div id="choices2"><<link "Be proud of my body">><<add "grade" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>Taking the attention in stride, I flaunted my assets in the revealing outfit and used their attention to my advantage. Taking in the teachings of Mr.<<light Bekham>>, I started using that male gaze to get all my points across, explaining the topic and era we chose beautifully.<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'>Fantasize about my predicament">><<add "open" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "Julio" 1>><<add "Jerome" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<add "arousal" 30>><<replace "#choices2">>Something about being so vulnerable like that, scantily clad in what amounts to basically nothing, triggered an unexplained reaction in me, as I started accepting attention from my friends and embracing their stares.
Subservient to my superior teammates, something in my mind completely shut off as I took my performance to heart, only speaking when spoken to. Something about the way people were looking at me was extremely exciting and extremely unsettling at the same time. I was beyond hot, feeling true heat emanating from me as their gazes activated something in me that I didn't know existed.
<<light Jerome>>, at one point, noticing me looking at him, made it extra clear that he was checking me out, and I embarrasingly smiled at him, allowing him to use me as an object of fantasy. I was feeling beyond hot following orders like that.<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/grade.png'>Don't get distracted, we have a presentation to do">><<add "Leo" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>Putting aside my personal feelings regarding my predicament, I put the presentation at the forefront, making sure to stick to my part at times and allowing <<light Leo>> his place to shine in the philosophical aspect of the decade. It's a lot of fun seeing people's positive reaction to our presentation. We did well!<</replace>><</link>></div>
<</replace>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/nb.png'><img src='images/icons/close.png'><img src='images/icons/x.png'>Too late to back down now. Make the most of it.">><<less "open" 1>><<less "grade" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Too late to back down now. Make the most of it. And who knows, you might like it...<</s>>
While hesitant,<<light Leo>>nods, accepting my point of view and willing to give it a try.
<<link "continue">><<replace "#continue">><<add "grade" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<add "Julio" 1>><<if $clothingprice is true>><<add "grade" 1>>The money we have thrown on your costumes shows, as we arrive to class already dressed in our elegant outfits:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/white-male-slave.webp' width='33%' title='Leo'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/black-male-greek-hero.jpg' width='33%' title='Julio'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/female-slave.webp' width='33%' title='Me'>
<<elseif $clothingprice is false>><<add "open" 1>>As we have decided to cut back on our costume expenses, the outcome of such a choice is made apparent in our clothing:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/white-male-slave.webp' width='33%' title='Leo'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/black-male-gladiator-cheap.jpg' width='33%' title='Julio'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/female-slave-cheap.jpg' width='33%' title='Me'><</if>>
It felt odd being dressed as this inferior portraiture in front of the whole class, but at least I had <<light Leo>> next to me to support me with it, both of us inferior compared to our teammate. Despite that, one couldn't help but appreciate <<light Julio>>'s fine work and attention to detail. He was beaming, a perfect example of masculinity and dominance, and we just helped enhance it.
Our presentation went well, and at one point <<light Leo>> was tested on his ability to stay in character.
His unshaped character, coupled with his nervousness at the situation, didn't help him in answering the question asked as he stumbles on his words, embarrasing us as a team. <<light Julio>> doesn't seem too concerned, happy somehow to have lulled <<light Leo>> to this point at the very least.
//I should've probably pushed him more...//
As for me, well...
<div id="choices2"><<link "<img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Be proud of my body">><<add "grade" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>Taking the attention in stride, I flaunted my assets in the revealing outfit and used their attention to my advantage. Taking in the teachings of Mr. <<light Bekham>>, I started using that male gaze to get all my points across, explaining the topic and era we chose beautifully.<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'>Fantasize about my predicament">><<add "open" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "Julio" 1>><<add "Jerome" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<add "arousal" 30>><<replace "#choices2">>Something about being so vulnerable like that, scantily clad in what amounts to basically nothing, triggered an unexplained reaction in me, as I started accepting attention from my friends and embracing their stares.
Subservient to my superior teammates, something in my mind completely shut off as I took my performance to heart, only speaking when spoken to. Something about the way people were looking at me was extremely exciting and extremely unsettling at the same time. I was beyond hot, feeling true heat emanating from me as their gazes activated something in me that I didn't know existed.
<<light Jerome>>, at one point, noticing me looking at him, made it extra clear that he was checking me out, and I embarrasingly smiled at him, allowing him to use me as an object of fantasy. I was feeling beyond hot following orders like that.<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/grade.png'>Don't get distracted, we have a presentation to do">><<add "Leo" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>Putting aside my personal feelings regarding my predicament, I put the presentation at the forefront, making sure to stick to my part at times and allowing <<light Leo>> his place to shine in the philosophical aspect of the decade. It's a lot of fun seeing people's positive reaction to our presentation. We did well!<</replace>><</link>></div>
<</replace>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'><img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'>Embrace the part. It's okay to be yourself and inferior.">><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "Julio" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Finding the perfect opportunity to help him along the path that he's been riding on, I say to him:
<<s Author>>Embrace the part. It's okay to be yourself and inferior.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>It is?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yes it is Leo, nothing wrong with wanting to follow rather than lead. After all, you accepted this part for a reason, no? Aren't you curious about how it feels like to listen to orders?<</s>>
Something in him clicks as he gives me a wide smile. He's actually convinced with the point I made to him!
//Oh beautiful corruption!//
<<link "continue">><<replace "#continue">><<add "grade" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<add "Julio" 1>><<if $clothingprice is true>><<add "grade" 1>>The money we have thrown on your costumes shows, as we arrive to class already dressed in our elegant outfits:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/white-male-slave.webp' width='33%' title='Leo'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/black-male-greek-hero.jpg' width='33%' title='Julio'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/female-slave.webp' width='33%' title='Me'>
<<elseif $clothingprice is false>><<add "open" 1>>As we have decided to cut back on our costume expenses, the outcome of such a choice is made apparent in our clothing:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/white-male-slave.webp' width='33%' title='Leo'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/black-male-gladiator-cheap.jpg' width='33%' title='Julio'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/female-slave-cheap.jpg' width='33%' title='Me'><</if>>
It felt odd being dressed as this inferior portraiture in front of the whole class, but at least I had <<light Leo>> next to me to support me with it, both of us inferior compared to our teammate. Despite that, one couldn't help but appreciate <<light Julio>>'s fine work and attention to detail. He was beaming, a perfect example of masculinity and dominance, and we just helped enhance it.
Our presentation went well, and at one point <<light Leo>> was tested on his ability to stay in character. Taking extra care to remain composed and submissive as taught, he answers after <<light Julio>> allows him to, a showcase of subservience to the dominant man and a great way of driving the whole point of second class across.
<<light Leo>> further embraces the femininity of the part, blushing at the compliments that the professor gives at the end of the presentation, and even going as far as making a twirl when prompted by <<light Julio>>.
As for me, well...
<div id="choices2"><<link "<img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Be proud of my body">><<add "grade" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>Taking the attention in stride, I flaunted my assets in the revealing outfit and used their attention to my advantage. Taking in the teachings of Mr.<<light Bekham>>, I started using that male gaze to get all my points across, explaining the topic and era we chose beautifully.<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Fantasize about my predicament">><<add "open" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "Julio" 1>><<add "Jerome" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<add "arousal" 30>><<replace "#choices2">>Something about being so vulnerable like that, scantily clad in what amounts to basically nothing, triggered an unexplained reaction in me, as I started accepting attention from my friends and embracing their stares.
Subservient to my superior teammates, something in my mind completely shut off as I took my performance to heart, only speaking when spoken to. Something about the way people were looking at me was extremely exciting and extremely unsettling at the same time. I was beyond hot, feeling true heat emanating from me as their gazes activated something in me that I didn't know existed.
<<light Jerome>>, at one point, noticing me looking at him, made it extra clear that he was checking me out, and I embarrasingly smiled at him, allowing him to use me as an object of fantasy. I was feeling beyond hot following orders like that.<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/grade.png'>Don't get distracted, we have a presentation to do">><<add "Leo" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>Putting aside my personal feelings regarding my predicament, I put the presentation at the forefront, making sure to stick to my part at times and allowing <<light Leo>> his place to shine in the philosophical aspect of the decade. It's a lot of fun seeing people's positive reaction to our presentation. We did well!<</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div></div><</if>>
<<if $leocostume is true>>I had helped <<light Julio>> dress <<light Leo>> up as a second class citizen, a slave in their own presentation. I knew this had an impact on his psyche but he did look nice dressed up like that.
<center><img src='images/clothing/costumes/white-male-slave.webp' height='300px' title='Leo'></center><<less "alphabeta" 2>><<elseif $alphabeta < -3>>Somehow, <<light Julio>> was able to convince <<light Leo>> to dress up as a slave in their presentation.
<center><img src='images/clothing/costumes/white-male-slave.webp' height='300px' title='Leo'></center><<less "alphabeta" 2>><</if>>
<<if $evacostume is true>>I had helped <<light Yara>> dress <<light Eva>> up as a harlot from the 60s for her, a prostitute in their own presentation. I knew this had an impact on her psyche and was somehow happy to see her scantily dressed like that. It all helped <<light Yara>> look more dominant.
<center><img src='images/clothing/costumes/60s-whore.jpg' height='300px' title='Eva'></center><<add "evasub" 2>><</if>>
It felt nice having finished the project for this month. I was looking forward to next month and what it held for us!
<<link "Go back" "School">><</link>><</if>>/*Second month: music styles and creation.
Options:Eva and Leo want to write something personal. (embracing yourselves or fitting into society's vision of us, both can be twisted to influence them a certain way)
Samuel and Eric each have their own idea on what to write; while Samuel wants to write a commercial pop song, Eric wants to showcase his musical prowess and create something more artistic (cucking potential and turning him down)
musicchoice Options:
1-Embracing ourselves
2-Fitting in
3-Comercial Pop
4-Orchestral Symphonia
All options will have the chance to sell the song using sexual appeal on social media (or buy followers)*/
<<if visited(passage()) lte 3>>
<<if $group2 is "Eva and Leo">><<goto "EvaLeo Group">><<elseif $group2 is "Eric and Samuel">><<goto "EricSamuel Group">><<elseif $group2 is "Unknown">><div id="choices">This month's project was tied to the music class, and we had to research a certain music style and create a song that respects its rules. The song that receives the most listens by the end of the month would be the one to receive the best grade.
<<s Professor>>There is also another half of the grade on how well this song represents the style you have chosen, whether in its lyrics or otherwise.<</s>>
I was excited about the prospect of this project but did not know which team I intended to join for this month. My friendship with all of them was solid enough that I know they would immediately take me in. <<light Yara>> went up to talk to me:
<<s Yara>>Have you given any thought to which team you intend to join?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Honestly, I have no idea.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Well I'd like to be with Eva, but if you're choosing her team then I'll maybe join Jasmin and Angela in their own video.<</s>>
The choice was mine on which team to choose, whether it is:
<<link "Eva and Leo">><<set $group2 to "Eva and Leo">><<add "Eva" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I have chosen to join <<light Eva>> and <<light Leo>> for this month's project. <<if $group1 is "Julio and Leo">>I have already worked with <<light Leo>> last month and was looking forward to join him in another project.<<elseif $group1 is "Yara and Eva">> I have already worked with <<light Eva>> last month and was looking forward to join her in another project.<<elseif $group1 is "Jasmin and Jerome">>I hadn't joined either of them in last month's project and was looking forward to working with them both this time around.<</if>>
There was a lot of work waiting for us as we sat down to talk about what we will be doing, and a huge problem became immediately apparent:
<<s Author>>Wait neither of you knows how to write music?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I know my way with words.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yes but we need more than just words to make music there's like notes and stuff no?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>It's fine I guess… We can always improvise and adapt stuff that are already there.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>That's true. Come on it shouldn't be that hard!<</s>>
Despite my hesitation, I still held a strong demeanor and was looking forward to working with them both. We still needed to choose what music style we'd be following, as half our grade counted on that.
<<link "Let's start working!" "EvaLeo Group">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>, my two close friends with matching sweet personalities; <<if $evaavoid is true>><<dark "❗Warning❗" "You've toggled Eva's content off. We recommend not choosing this option.">><<elseif $leoavoid is true>><<dark "❗Warning❗" "You've toggled Leo's content off. We recommend not choosing this option.">><</if>>
or
<<link "Eric and Samuel">><<set $group2 to "Eric and Samuel">><<add "Eric" 1>><<add "Samuel" 1>><<replace "#choices">> I have chosen to join <<light Eric>> and <<light Samuel>> for this month's project. Not having either of them taking the history class, I hadn't had the opportunity to work with them before and was really looking forward to it!
Their clashing personalities was made immediately apparent as soon as we started talking about the project at hand:
<<s Author>>How come both of you are together?<</s>>
<<s Eric>>We're kind of outsiders, new students and all…<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>Talk for yourself. I was going to be with Jerome and Julio in their group.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>Why haven't you joined them then?<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>I couldn't pass up on the opportunity to be on the same group with <<print $name>> here.<</s>>
Flattered by his comment, I smiled.
<<s Author>>Well either way, it's nice having both of you with me on the team. I know we'll do something good.<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>Do either of you play any instruments?<</s>>
<<s Eric>>I play the flute<</s>>
We both turn towards <<light Eric>>, somewhat startled by this new revelation.
<<s Eric>>My mom got me into it when I was young, what can I say.<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>Hey no judgment man, you like to blow stuff it's fine.<</s>>
<div id="choices2"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png' ><img src='images/icons/cuck.png'>Laugh at the joke">><<add "Samuel" 1>><<add "cuck" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>Unable to stop myself, I laugh at the joke <<light Samuel>> made at <<light Eric>>'s expense. The homosexual undertones and the way he reacts to the statement make me laugh even more. Despite being initially hurt, <<light Eric>> ends up laughing along after he sees my positive reaction.
<<s Eric>>Don't go asking me to blow other instruments though!<</s>>
//He could work on his repartees more…//
We still needed to choose what music style we'd be following, as half our grade counted on that.
<<link "Let's start working!" "EricSamuel Group">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Smile at the joke, reassure Eric">><<add "Eric" 1>><<add "Samuel" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>The joke was quite funny and I give a small shuckle, but quickly use the lull in the conversation to reassure my friend:
<<s Author>>That's great though! We can use that to our advantage in the creation of the song.<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>Or not… I don't know if a flute is really the instrument to go with…<</s>>
He was right, but I wasn't about to shut <<light Eric>> down so harshly.
We still needed to choose what music style we'd be following, as half our grade counted on that.
<<link "Let's start working!" "EricSamuel Group">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'>Hit Samuel on the shoulder. That wasn't funny.">><<add "Eric" 1>><<less "Samuel" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>Giving <<light Samuel>> a small nudge on the shoulder, I reprimand him:
<<s Author>>Honestly Samuel that's not funny.<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>Hey don't mind me trying to lighten the mood!<</s>>
His joke might've been good natured, but I didn't want to create any tension in the group, we were about to spend a whole month together.
However, noticing how <<light Samuel>> took my reaction to heart somewhat convinced me I made the wrong decision. //Whatever, <<light Eric>> was giving me an acknowledging look.//
We still needed to choose what music style we'd be following, as half our grade counted on that.
<<link "Let's start working!" "EricSamuel Group">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div> <</replace>><</link>>, polar opposites in almost every way and both new to school. <<dark "❗Content Warning❗" "Some choices could lead to NTR content.">>
//Just like last month, I knew whichever team I would be joining I'd be stuck with for the rest of the month, and the other teams will be progressing and creating their own projects, effectively shaping its members without my influence. <<light Yara>> wanting to be on the same team with <<light Eva>> also somewhat betrayed that she had certain intentions towards my friend.//</div><</if>>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 4>>
Presentation Time!
The whole class was gathered to see which team received the most listens and receive the professor's input on our songs.
<<if $musicchoice is 1>><<light Eva>>, <<light Leo>>, and I had written a song about embracing ourselves, a lyrical theatrical interpretation of self-acceptance and growth.<<elseif $musicchoice is 2>>Conforming to our society and following the common path is the theme of the song we chose for ourselves for this project, <<light Eva>>, <<light Leo>>, and I. We were excited to share our creation with the class.<<elseif $musicchoice is 3>>Following <<light Samuel>>'s lead, we had decided to create a commercial hip hop song that was sure to bring in a wide audience in our promotional campaign. We still needed to see if the professor liked our lyrical choices.<<elseif $musicchoice is 4>><<light Eric>> had convinced us to trust in his musical capabilities in creating an instrumental score, and it was now time for us to know if we hit the mark or missed entirely.<</if>>
<<if $lyric is 0>>The professor, having listened to our music, preferred not to comment on our performance as he didn't want to hurt our feelings. Seems like we completely butchered our attempt at a song! Our grade is sure to really hurt because of it.<<elseif $lyric is 1>>Despite our best efforts, our song still left a bit to hope for as we presented it to the class, the professor pointing out a few times where we could've made better decisions.<<elseif $lyric is 2>>We had made a valiant effort, our song working really well despite a few mistakes here and there. The outcome of it made our professor exhibit clear signs of appreciation, which really raised our spirit.<<elseif $lyric is 3>>Our professor, speechless after having listened to our song, praised us for our musical ears, calling our creation near-perfect. Our grade is sure to be extremely positive because of this!<</if>>
<<if $audience is 0>>Our movie clip barely collected a couple of views on the web, a completely butchered attempt at collecting needed additional marks. This alone will cost us deeply for our final grade.<<elseif $audience is 1>>A decent attempt at a music video, we were able to gather an okay audience in the time we had to do so. Maybe we could've done more? Either way it should hopefully be good enough for our grade...<<elseif $audience is 2>>We ranked quite high in our attempt at gathering a wide audience for our song. Our strategy worked for us, but maybe we could have done more?<<elseif $audience is 3>>We were really close to being at the top of the class in our viewership numbers, a great campaign that probably needed just a bit more to really shine. Our grade will be sure to reflect such a success.<<elseif $audience gte 4>>Top of our class with viewership numbers, our song collected a lot of praise from even our classmates who really enjoyed watching its music video. I was proud of the outcome of such a project, and was basking in the attention. <<add "reputation" 1>><</if>>
All in all, as the professor calculated our grade, I <<link "saw how it changed my final grade.">><<set _gradeadd to Number($audience * $lyric)>><<add "grade" _gradeadd>><<replace "#grade">><<if _gradeadd is 0>>Whether it was our lyrics or our audience retention, our grade suffered deeply from our performance, and I couldn't improve my total grade at school. It was unfortunate, but it is what it is I guess.
As we finished the class, I decided to gather with my teammates one last time.
<<if $group2 is "Eva and Leo">>We were all quite dejected at the normal final outcome of the grade, despite our hopes of it being better than what we had.
<<s Leo>>That was an embarrasment...<</s>>
<<light Leo>>'s comment had an immediate effect on <<light Eva>>, who started crying out.
<<s Eva>>It just was really hard, you know... I know none of us are musical but still.<</s>> Her sobs getting the best of her, she decides to take her leave, needing space. <<s Eva>>I'll be fine, don't worry about me.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I don't know how we could have done better.<</s>>
Saddened by the outcome, I try to console my friend briefly, before heading in my own direction.<<elseif $group2 is "Eric and Samuel">>A disappointed <<light Samuel>> approached us, vocal with his anger.
<<s Samuel>>That stupid professor wouldn't know good music even if it stared him in the face!<</s>>
<<s Author>>We tried, we failed. Shit happens.<</s>>
The tension palpable, we each decide to go our seperate way, <<light Eric>> equally hurt yet less vocal.<</if>><<elseif _gradeadd lte 5>>A valiant effort, we had managed to collect a good grade, adding <<print _gradeadd>> to my overall school score.
As we finished the class, I decided to gather with my teammates one last time.
<<if $group2 is "Eva and Leo">>We were all quite dejected at the normal final outcome of the grade, despite our hopes of it being better than what we had.
<<s Leo>>Hey it's okay! We'll do better in the next one!<</s>>
<<light Leo>>'s optimism wasn't as contagious as he had hoped, as <<light Eva>> replied:
<<s Eva>>It just was really hard, you know... I know none of us are musical but still.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>There's always a chance to turn things around, don't worry.<</s>>
Saddened by the outcome, we each go our seperate way, hoping to do better next time.
<<elseif $group2 is "Eric and Samuel">><<s Samuel>>Can't help but feel we should've gotten a better grade. This professor doesn't know quality music.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>We did well, but we could've done better honestly.<</s>>
<<light Samuel>>, ever the aggressive person that he is, replied to <<light Eric>>'s comment.
<<s Samuel>>Well why didn't you? Aren't you the musician here?<</s>>
Wanting to ease the tension, I interject.
<<s Author>>Hey! We all did our best! We'll do better in the next one come on.<</s>>
We decide to seperate, each headed in our own way.<</if>><<elseif _gradeadd gt 5>>A great performance, my overall grade saw a huge improvement, as it benefited from a <<print _gradeadd>> point jump!
As we finished the class, I decided to gather with my teammates one last time.
<<if $group2 is "Eva and Leo">>A radiant <<light Leo>> was beaming with joy:
<<s Leo>>I knew we had what it takes to do something good! Great job team!<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Oh I am so happy I got to do this with you guys! My grades are amazing thanks to this one project!<</s>>
Positive vibes fill us as we go about the rest of our day, seperating and each heading in our own direction.
<<elseif $group2 is "Eric and Samuel">><<s Samuel>>I made the right choice joining you two!<</s>>
Beaming with confidence, <<light Samuel>> is all smiles. <<light Eric>> is equally happy with the outcome.
<<s Eric>>Thanks for trusting me with the music guys! We did great!<</s>>
Positive vibes fill us as we go about the rest of our day, seperating and each heading in our own direction.
<</if>><</if>>
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<div id="grade"></div>
<</if>><<link "Go back" "School">><</link>><<if visited(passage()) is 1>>I had chosen <<light Jasmin>> and <<light Jerome>> as partners for the clothing group project, and was hoping we'd get to meet up during class today and accomplish great things.
I couldn't deny that I was apprehensive of being treated as a third wheel in this project, but decided I wasn't going to let this get to me in any way. I was going to contribute not only to the project, but to the conversation too, whatever it took.
<<s Jerome>>How about we do something related to like Ancient Egypt? That would be something interesting...<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>That does sound like a good idea! After all my name is Jasmin so we could watch Aladdin for inspiration in the styles<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>Aladdin has nothing to do with ancient Egypt. I'm talking pharaohs and empresses<</s>>
<<s Author>>And slaves, unfortunately.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>What?<</s>> She's obviously startled by what I just said, and apparently doesn't like where I am taking the conversation.
<<s Author>>The pyramids were built on the back of slaves. Every time a pharaoh died, that meant countless slaves died creating his tomb... Not really the best example honestly.<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>You're right, I don't know how comfortable I feel talking about slavery.<</s>>
<<light Jasmin>> seems thoughtful, an idea forming in her mind.
<<s Jasmin>>But talking about something impactful - and controversial - like that is a guaranteed high grade!<</s>>
The tension palpable, I see <<light Jerome>> seriously thinking about this new development.
<<s Jasmin>>I'm not saying you should dress up as a slave, obviously, but I am saying we should think of something along these lines.<</s>>
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Suggest we reverse the roles between slaver and slaves">><<set $costumechoice to 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>The idea that goes through my mind is crazy, but it has just the right amount of shock value and the added benefit of giving <<light Jerome>> the opportunity to reclaim his history.
<<s Author>>How about... And hear me out here, we reverse the roles?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>How do you mean?<</s>>
<<s Author>>We talk about slavery. We do our research on how our country was built at the hands of people whose freedom was taken away from them. But we reverse the parts. Jasmin and I are the slaves.<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>I'm listening.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Think about it. Jasmin and I dress up as if we were taken to auction, and our owners, you, is the gentleman who built this whole oppressive system.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Reparations?<</s>>
<<s Author>>No, nothing like that. Simply a role reversal to show how odd the whole situation was and by doing so show how much we've progressed as a society.<</s>>
I notice <<light Jerome>> is deep in thought, considering my idea.
<<s Author>>What do you say, Jerome?<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>I say we go for it. Wouldn't be bad to have two slaves as sexy as you.<</s>>
His laugh is contagious as I join in on the joke.
<<s Author>>You can't afford this slave but we'll see! So we agree then? White slaves?<</s>>
They nod as our decision as a group is made.
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Embrace Jerome's Egypt idea as pharaoh and his wives">><<set $costumechoice to 2>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I feel like we went a bit far from the original suggestion that <<light Jerome>> made, which is ancient Egypt after all.
<<s Author>>Ancient Egypt is a good idea actually. Using it as an exposure to what happened on the humanitarian front could be a big plus, and we all know that Jerome would look amazing as a pharaoh.<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>I do have a royal complexity, that is true.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>And we would go as his wives? Heck yeah count me in!<</s>>
I can't help calling her out on it and making a joke out of the situation:
<<s Author>>A bit too eager, are we?<</s>>
The joke makes us all laugh.
<<s Author>>So we agree then? Pharaoh and his wives?<</s>>
They nod as our decision as a group is made.
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/x.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Do something a bit more normal, like the 60s for example.">><<set $costumechoice to 3>><<less "Jasmin" 1>><<add "subdom" 1>><<less "grade" 1>><<replace "#choices">>The whole topic of slavery, in all its controversy, makes me quite uneasy. I feel the need to move the conversation in a completely different direction.
<<s Author>>If we want to do something easy and with loads of resources, we can go for like America in the 60s. Disco balls, music, dance, you know, fun stuff.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>I mean it's not as hardcore as slavery...<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>Slavery was never meant to be hardcore, it was meant to oppress us. I'm in for the 60s.<</s>>
I smile to myself as my contribution was heard and we were able to come up with something a bit more like me. <<light Jasmin>> being unhappy is just a plus.
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<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>><<set $yaramessage to 2>><img src="images/locations/library.jpg" width="100%">
Having met <<light Jasmin>> earlier today, I knew she couldn't hide her excitement for what was coming during class. Apparently, her and <<light Jerome>> got to talking and already have started looking into design ideas for the clothes they want to create for the project.
I was particularly happy with the idea we landed on, but today was all about researching <<if $costumechoice is 3>>60s fashion<<else>>Ancient Egypt and their customs<</if>>
Class was pretty boring today as we spent it at the school library, looking for the books we needed for references and whatnot. <<if $costumechoice is 3>>It wasn't very easy finding what we needed from recent pop culture in the rows of books that they had available to us but we made it work for us.<<else>>We were able to find quite a decent amount of books and files that talked about Ancient Egypt and their customs.
Apparently, whenever a pharaoh died in these times, they would bury his wives with him, alive or dead!<<if $costumechoice is 1>>Good thing we're dressed up as slaves, right?<<else>>At least they'd have lived a wealthy life before their untimely death, unlike slaves!<</if>><</if>>
As our research brought along quite a few options to choose from for our exposition, I notice at a given point that both of my colleagues are missing, leaving me to drown alone in the books I have gathered.
<div id='choices'><<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'>Go look for them">><<add "arousal" 10>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">><img src="images/classes/history-project/library-bbc.jpg" width="100%">
//I knew I'd be the one to work the most for our projects, but I never expected them to be this obvious about it!//
Adventuring in the recesses of the library, in the direction I saw them headed in last, I slowly make my way towards what can only be described as moans.
Risking a glance beyond a bookshelf, I see the two of them groping each other's bodies against the wall, <<light Jasmin>> pinned underneath <<light Jerome>>'s body.
<<if $costumechoice is 1>><<s Jerome>>You little slut. Who's my slave?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>I am! I am master!<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>And you're not the only one.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>That prude? No way she'll be as into this as me.<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>Would you bet on it?<</s>><<elseif $costumechoice is 2>><<s Jerome>>Mmm you'll make a good wife.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Oh really?<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>Yeah. And if you can't satisfy me, there's another wife who can<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>I'll satisfy you alright!<</s>><<elseif $costumechoice is 3>><<s Jerome>>It's a shame the world is not as into sex anymore.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>I think I can more than make it up for our failings as a race<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>I'm sure you can girl. Although I wouldn't mind a taste of that other beauty on the team...<</s>>
I blush at the offhand compliment.
<</if>>
Unable to handle the heavy conversation. I quietly made my way away from that dark corner of the library, deep in thought over what I just witnessed. Does <<light Jerome>> like me? //And did I want a taste of his chocolate?//
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>I need to finish research first!">><<add "grade" 1>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<replace "#choices">>//These two can do whatever they want, I have work that needs to be done.//
At one point, the professor asks me about the rest of my team, and I cover for them telling her I sent them to get me another important manuscript. She nods, notices my intensive work, and walks away.
This research is going to be very valuable for the presentation!
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<<elseif visited(passage()) is 3>><<set $costumemeeting1 to true>><div id="continue"><center><img src="images/classes/history-project/fashion-payment-background.jpg" width="100%"></center>
Today was our final meeting before the presentation, and we still had to work on our costumes.
We had decided we'd make the choice of material this session, then meet up during the weekend to fix the costumes.
At the end of the day, it all came down to whether or not we could afford a large quantity of material or not, or even if we wanted to. Less material meant we had to show some skin, and that was something both <<light Jasmin>> and <<light Jerome>> were looking forward to. The choice was ultimately mine on whether or not I wanted to invest money in more decent clothes.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Don't pay more than I need to">><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "Jerome" 1>><<set $clothingprice to false>><<replace "#choices">>//Why bother paying for something I will only wear once? Plus showing some skin isn't that bad, right?//
Choosing to forego payment, I accept the fact that we will be wearing skimpy clothes, a more accurate representation of the times we're portraying.
Excited for the work on the costumes which we had already started, I was looking forward to finishing them up on Sunday.
<<link "continue">><<replace "#continue">>Leaving class while thinking of my project, I am approached by <<light Julio>>.
<<s Julio>>Hey <<print $name>>, you got a moment?<</s>>
I stop, facing the guy. He's the one on <<light Leo>>'s group for this project.
<<s Author>>Everything okay?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>All great! I'm excited to see what you'll do with your project, Jerome was telling me about it.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Oh thanks!<</s>>
<<s Julio>>I wanted to ask you for a favor in my own project.<</s>>
<<s Author>>How can I help you?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>I am trying to convince Leo of changing a bit in the project and dressing up as a second class citizen. The designs for those are much more interesting than the dull white garbs that philosophers wear. Which is what he wants...
Think you can convince him otherwise?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I don't know... Leo really likes his philosophy.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Of that I'm sure. I just think I can do more, and I know you'd be the right push. What do you say?<</s>>
<div id="leochoice"><<link "Agree to help">><<set $leomessage to 2>><<replace "#leochoice">><<s Author>>Alright, I'll send him a message and see what I can do.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Thank you! You'll see, it'll be amazing!<</s>>
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'>Decline his request">><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#leochoice">><<s Author>>I'm not sure I want to change his mind. It's not worth it.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>I see. Thanks anyway.<</s>>
Walking away dejected, I'm worried if I made the right choice not joining their group in the first place. <<light Leo>> must feel pressured...
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<if $money >= 25>><<link "<img src='images/icons/cash-loss.png'><img src='images/icons/close.png'>Pay for better clothing">><<less "money" 25>><<less "open" 1>><<set $clothingprice to true>><<replace "#choices">>//We're a high school. Wearing costumes that show skin will be against our morals.//
I decide to put in a large sum of my own money to make sure we can afford an actual costume, and not a fake reason to be naughty or whatever these two want to believe.
I hope I can stay on that choice on Sunday, when we finalize our costumes.
<<link "continue">><<replace "#continue">>Leaving class while thinking of my project, I am approached by <<light Julio>>.
<<s Julio>>Hey $name you got a moment?<</s>>
I stop, facing the guy. He's the one on<<light Leo>>'s group for this project.
<<s Author>>Everything okay?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>All great! I'm excited to see what you'll do with your project, Jerome was telling me about it.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Oh thanks!<</s>>
<<s Julio>>I wanted to ask you for a favor in my own project.<</s>>
<<s Author>>How can I help you?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>I am trying to convince Leo of changing a bit in the project and dressing up as a second class citizen. The designs for those are much more interesting than the dull white garbs that philosophers wear. Which is what he wants...
Think you can convince him otherwise?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I don't know... Leo really likes his philosophy.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Of that I'm sure. I just think I can do more, and I know you'd be the right push. What do you say?<</s>>
<div id="leochoice"><<link "Agree to help">><<set $leomessage to 2>><<replace "#leochoice">><<s Author>>Alright, I'll send him a message and see what I can do.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Thank you! You'll see, it'll be amazing!<</s>>
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'>Decline his request">><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#leochoice">><<s Author>>I'm not sure I want to change his mind. It's not worth it.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>I see. Thanks anyway.<</s>>
Walking away dejected, I'm worried if I made the right choice not joining their group in the first place. <<light Leo>> must feel pressured...
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Pay for better clothing" "I can't afford it">><</if>></div><</if>><<if visited(passage()) is 1>>I had chosen <<light Leo>> and <<light Julio>> as partners for the clothing group project. Them being both boys, or at least male-presenting, they definitely were in need of my feminine guidance in a topic as deep as fashion and clothing, so I was sure to be an important mediator in our conversation, especially to get us on the right track.
In class, we found each other and started our meeting. <<light Julio>> was quick to lead the conversation.
<<s Julio>>I have always been at the lookout for the latest fashion trends and all the amazing advancements in fashion. You guys are lucky.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Seriously?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>What? Because I'm a man doesn't mean that I'm not artistic. Or is it because I'm black?<</s>>
<<light Leo>>is startled and doesn't know what to say. Cutting the tension, <<light Julio>> laughs and pats him on the back.
<<s Julio>>Aw man you should've seen your face! But fact of the matter remains, I'm certain I can do amazing things with both of y'all as my models<</s>>
I'm impressed by <<light Julio>>'s candidness, and somewhat trust his vision.
<<s Author>>That's great to hear. We need to come up with the topic of clothing though...<</s>>
<<s Leo>>What about something ancient? Like a culture with loads of history and background?<</s>>
<<s Author>>What kind of culture are you suggesting?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Like Mayans?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Maybe, but I was thinking something more mediterranean... Greek or Roman...<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Romans sound nice. Weren't they all white though?<</s>>
I know that they had slaves in these times, but I'm not sure if these were POC or not, and wasn't ready to go there. <<light Leo>> on the other hand did not hesitate to clarify:
<<s Leo>>There were a lot of people of color in their culture. The mediterranean is full of people from different backgrounds and ethnicities.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>I'm getting convinced...<</s>>
<<s Leo>>There was a difference between social classes, granted, but it wasn't as much about race as it was about ability and mental capacity.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>How do you mean?<</s>> He seemed, as was I, genuinely interested in <<light Leo>>'s wisdom.
<<s Leo>>Gladiators were all body no brain, while philosophers were all brain and no body. And women...<</s>>He looks at me.<<s Leo>>They were second class citizens.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>These are a lot to work with. I don't know which path we could follow...<</s>>
<<s Author>>Are we going to ignore the fact that women were treated as inferior?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Different times.<</s>>
<<light Leo>> seems to nod along.
<div id="choices">It was time to make a choice.
<<if $athletics >= 5>><<link "<img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Let's all dress up as gladiators">><<set $costumechoice to 5>><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I was eager to show what little improvement I had made over my body, and so suggested we all dress up as fighting gladiators for our project.
<<s Julio>>I'm all in for it, but you two need to work on your bodies a bit more in order for you to sell the idea.<</s>>
I looked at myself, then at <<light Leo>>, and couldn't disagree with his statement. We both needed to <<dark "work out hard" "Raise Athletics<img src='images/icons/athletics.png'> to 10 or higher by next week">>.
<<s Julio>>If you can't make it happen, then maybe you both will have to settle for being second class citizens.<</s>>
The implications of his statements are not lost on me as I look at my friend. Will he have what it takes to make it work? Maybe I'll need to help him get where he needs to be throughout the week?
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Let's all dress up as gladiators" "Athletics<img src='images/icons/athletics.png'> lower than 5">><</if>>
<<if $smarts >= 17>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Let's all dress up as philosophers">><<set $costumechoice to 6>><<add "subdom" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I could really see us all pass as philosophers for the purposes of this exam, and wanted us to succeed in creating something. Philosophers in their white garbs must be easy to work with.
<<s Julio>>I'm not sure there's much room for creation with this<</s>>
I wanted to challenge him, and so chimed in:
<<s Author>>What? The great fashion icon Julio doesn't know what to do with simple white garbs?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Alright missy, challenge accepted. We'll create the best white tunic anyone has ever seen.<</s>>
<<light Leo>> is amused by this interaction, and happy with the choice.
<<s Author>>It's settled then, we have ourselves a group of philosophers.<</s>>
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Let's all dress up as philosophers" "Smarts<img src='images/icons/smarts.png'> lower than 17">><</if>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/grade.png'>We could each dress as one aspect of their society.">><<set $costumechoice to 7>><<add "grade" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Why limit ourselves to one aspect of the society we intend to display? Why not go all in and portray all three aspects of the Roman Culture?
<<s Leo>>I like that idea, that way we each fill in one side of the story.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>And I get to create multiple designs for multiple types, I consider it to be a win!<</s>>
<<s Author>>And I will be second class? Wait maybe we could...<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Too late. Choice has been made!<</s>>
The boys laugh at my expense, sharing the joke. <<light Julio>> gives me a knowing look, seems like he has something in mind and I have no clue what it is.
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
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<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>><center><img src='images/classes/history-project/ancient-greece.webp' width='500px' title='Ancient Greece'></center><<if $costumechoice is 5 and $leoworkout is 3 and $athletics is 10>><<set $leomessage to 1>><div id="continue">Proud of the intensive week <<light Leo>> and I had meeting up for workouts, we were sure that we had what it takes to convince <<light Julio>> of our physical prowess for his created costumes. We were worthy of being gladiators.
<<s Julio>>I have to admit, I didn't expect you to be ready in time for the session today, I was actually looking forward to having you dressed as servants or something<</s>>
I pull out my tongue at the arrogant classmate. We had proven him wrong and it felt so good!
We spent the rest of the class researching the greek culture, noticing how intricate it is and how deep its culture is, far beyond mere gladiators and philosophers.
<<link "continue">><<replace "#continue">>Walking out of class, I am approached by <<light Julio>>, who stops me in my tracks after making sure <<light Leo>> is not close.
<<s Julio>>Hey $name . Are you sure that you and <<light Leo>> should dress up as gladiators? I mean sure, you're looking good and he's getting there, but don't you think that we could do more if not all of us were gladiators?<</s>>
After today's research, I had started to agree that having all of us dress as gladiators might not be the best choice. However, in my workouts with <<light Leo>>, I could clearly see how the masculine costume would make him feel better about himself and his image... I was conflicted to say the least.
<<s Author>>I am not entirely sure, Julio. This means a lot to Leo...<</s>>
<<s Julio>>I know, there's no denying that... but I really think that there's more that can be done. You can't deny that you both would make sexier models for other things<</s>>
His flattery might've fallen on deaf ears, but I knew there was some truth to it. We did look better than we did one week ago, healthier.
<<s Julio>>Look, the choice is ultimately yours, but I hope you can talk to<<light Leo>>about it. We can make the final decision next week, and I'll be working on designs for all ideas either way.<</s>>
Thoughtful at this recent encounter, I could see <<light Julio>>'s point of view. What will I tell <<light Leo>>? I could send him a message...
<<link "Keep going" "School">><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>></div><<elseif $costumechoice is 5>><<set $leomessage to 2>><<set $costumechoice to 7>><div id="continue">We were not ready. <<if $leoworkout < 3>>I hadn't spent enough time with <<light Leo>> to prepare for the costumes we were supposed to wear.<</if>> <<if $athletics < 10>>I myself was not in the required physical shape to make the costume work.<</if>> And <<light Julio>> could clearly see that.
<<s Julio>>You cannot simply become athletic overnight, you know. But that's fine, there's always other stuff that we can do to create the right costumes for you. Come on, let's get to work.<</s>>
We spent the rest of the class researching greek culture, noticing how intricate it is and how deep its culture is, far beyond mere gladiators and philosophers. Maybe not dressing up as gladiators wouldn't be so bad after all...
<<link "continue">><<replace "#continue">>After leaving class, I was approached by <<light Julio>>, who seemed to have a plan prepared.
<<s Julio>>I need your help with something.<</s>>
I was listening.
<<s Julio>>Now that we've decided to each represent one aspect of Greek Culture, I believe we can do more than simply dress each according to their archetype.<</s>>
<<s Author>>What's your plan?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>I think we could switch it up a bit. I don't feel good with you being dressed as a second class citizen...<</s>>
I was stunned at the implications of what he was saying.
<<s Author>>What, do you want to take my place?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>No, that would be problematic. But I have too much respect for you to accept you taking that part.<</s>>
It clicked for me what his intentions were.
<<s Author>>You want Leo to take that part.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Yes. Let's be honest, he's close enough as it is to that part, I think all he needs is a little push to get him there. And I believe you'd be great in steering him in the right direction.<</s>>
<<s Author>>But why?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>I see potential in him. And I see an accomplice in you.<</s>>
//The way he looks at me in the eyes with that last sentence stirs something primal in me, but I can't quite grasp what it is...//
<<s Julio>>Anyway think about it. And send him a message to steer him in the right direction if you can.<</s>>
<<link "Keep Going" "School">><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>></div><<elseif $costumechoice is 6>><<set $leomessage to 1>><div id="continue">Arriving in class today, I was looking forward to researching greek culture and understanding the depth of their philosophical research and ideologies. Something about seeing the effects of great researchers was intriguing and interesting to me as I started noticing how deep and intricate their culture was, far beyond mere gladiators and philosophers. Leaving out so much felt a bit odd to me.
<<link "continue">><<replace "#continue">>After leaving class, I was approached by <<light Julio>>, who seemed to have a plan prepared.
<<s Julio>>I need your help with something.<</s>>
I was listening.
<<s Julio>>I believe we can do more than simply all dress like philosophers.<</s>>
<<s Author>>What do you mean?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>I think we could switch it up a bit. Show more of the culture that we clearly appreciate better today.<</s>>
After today's research, I had started to agree that having all of us dress as philosophers might not be the best choice. However, <<light Leo>> was really into that idea... I was conflicted to say the least.
<<s Author>>Leo is having a lot of fun with it. And I'm sure the professor will appreciate us taking an academic approach...<</s>>
<<s Julio>>I know, there's no denying that... but I really think that there's more that can be done. You can't deny that you both would make sexier models for other things<</s>>
His flattery might've fallen on deaf ears, but I knew there was some truth to it. At least on my side...
<<s Julio>>Look, the choice is ultimately yours, but I hope you can talk to <<light Leo>> about it. We can make the final decision next week, and I'll be working on designs for all ideas either way.<</s>>
Thoughtful at this recent encounter, I could see <<light Julio>>'s point of view. What will I tell <<light Leo>>? I could send him a message...
<<link "Keep going" "School">><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>></div><<elseif $costumechoice is 7>><<set $leomessage to 2>><div id="continue">Arriving in class today, I remembered <<light Julio>>'s complicit look the last time we decided to dress up as different characters from Greek Culture. Spending time with him today in preparation for the project, I kept looking for signs of what he plans, but he seemed quite secretive as we spent the rest of the class researching greek culture. Noticing how intricate it is and how deep its culture is, far beyond mere gladiators and philosophers, I felt like it was the right choice to show more than simply one side of the story.
<<link "continue">><<replace "#continue">>After leaving class, I was approached by <<light Julio>>, who seemed to have a plan prepared.
<<s Julio>>I need your help with something.<</s>>
I was listening.
<<s Julio>>I believe we can do more than simply dress each according to their archetype.<</s>>
<<s Author>>What do you mean?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>I think we could switch it up a bit. I don't feel good with you being dressed as a second class citizen...<</s>>
I was stunned at the implications of what he was saying.
<<s Author>>What, do you want to take my place?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>No, that would be problematic. But I have too much respect for you to accept you taking that part.<</s>>
It clicked for me what his intentions were.
<<s Author>>You want Leo to take that part.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Yes. Let's be honest, he's close enough as it is to that part, I think all he needs is a little push to get him there. And I believe you'd be great in steering him in the right direction.<</s>>
<<s Author>>But why?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>I see potential in him. And I see an accomplice in you.<</s>>
//The way he looks at me in the eyes with that last sentence stirs something primal in me, but I can't quite grasp what it is...//
<<s Julio>>Anyway think about it. And send him a message to steer him in the right direction if you can.<</s>>
<<link "Keep Going" "School">><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>></div><</if>>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 3>><center><img src='images/classes/history-project/fashion-payment-background.jpg' width='500px'></center><<set $yaramessage to 2>><<set $costumemeeting1 to true>><div id="continue">Arriving to class today, I immediately headed to meet <<light Julio>> and tell him about our final decision regarding the costumes we would be wearing. <<if $costumechoice is 5>>After all, dressing up together as a team, as gladiators, is the best decision. <<light Leo>> and I had worked so much to miss out on that. Despite his prior doubts about the idea, <<light Julio>> nodded and accepted our decision.<<elseif $costumechoice is 6>>Both <<light Leo>> and I were actually really interested in being philosophers, and all of us wearing matching outfits would be a great display as a final presentation. Despite his prior doubts about the idea, <<light Julio>> nodded and accepted our decision.<<elseif $costumechoice is 7>>With each of us dressed as one aspect of our society, we were in for a fun time preparing the costumes, <<light Julio>> happy to have a lot to work with.<</if>>
Today was our final meeting before the presentation, and we still had to work on our costumes.
We had decided we'd make the choice of material this session, then meet up during the weekend to fix the costumes based on <<light Julio>>'s designs.
At the end of the day, it all came down to whether or not we could afford a large quantity of material or not, or even if we wanted to. Less material meant we had to show some skin, and that was something <<light Julio>> was looking forward to. The choice was ultimately mine on whether or not I wanted to invest money in more decent clothes.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/fem.png'>Don't pay more than I need to">><<add "Julio" 1>><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<set $clothingprice to true>><<replace "#choices">>//Why bother paying for something I will only wear once? Plus showing some skin isn't that bad, right?//
Choosing to forego payment, I accept the fact that we will be wearing skimpy clothes, a more accurate representation of the times we're portraying.
Excited for the work on the costumes which we had already started, I was looking forward to finishing them up on Sunday.<</replace>><</link>>
<<if $money >= 25>><<link "<img src='images/icons/cash-loss.png'><img src='images/icons/close.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Pay for better clothing">><<less "money" 25>><<less "open" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<set $clothingprice to true>><<replace "#choices">>//We're a high school. Wearing costumes that show skin will be against our morals.//
I decide to put in a large sum of my own money to make sure we can afford an actual costume, and not a fake reason to be naughty or whatever these two want to believe.
I hope I can stay on that choice on Sunday, when we finalize our costumes.<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Pay for better clothing" "I can't afford it">><</if>></div>
<<link "continue">><<replace "#continue">>Walking out of class, I am yet again approached by <<light Julio>>, who wants to talk.
<<s Julio>>Hey $name wait up<</s>>
I stop in my tracks, and he goes up to me.
<<if $choicechange1 is 1>><<s Julio>>Thanks for convincing Leo of the change. This will pay off, I swear.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Don't mention it, it's all good.<</s>>
He smiles, excited. I can see in his eyes ideas swirling in his mind.
<<s Author>>Can I ask why you made your decision?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>I intend to change the world with my designs. And if I need to start somewhere, it's here.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Change the world? How?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>You're not ready yet, but you'll see. We take it slow and soon enough all will be understood.<</s>>
Thoughtful, he adds:
<<s Julio>>But if you want, we can do something more in line with how I want to change the world? That way you can understand the change more?<</s>>
<<s Author>>What exactly are you proposing?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>We dress you both up as second class citizens. You and Leo, similar clothes. And the more you look like each other, the better.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Doesn't that kind of defeat the purpose?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>On the contrary. Leo is born male. You both being dressed similarly would be a hit in representing Greek Culture... And my new world.<</s>>
<div id="choices2"><<link "<img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'>Agree with him">><<set $costumechoice to 9>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<replace "#choices2">><<s Author>>I'm intrigued... Alright count me in.<</s>>
His smile is wide as we both continue down the corridor.
//I don't know what I got myself into but I know it will be interesting to say the least.//
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Better stay as we are">><<replace "#choices2">><<s Author>>I'm not sure this is the right way to go... You already have Leo as second class. Let's stick to what we have.<</s>>
He nods, understanding my position.
I hear him shout me a goodbye as he heads down the hall.
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><<elseif $choicechange1 is 2>><<s Julio>>Thanks for convincing Leo of the change. I'm sure I'll be able to do great things with the design.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Don't mention it, it's all good.<</s>>
We both walk in tandem down the corridor. He seems to want to add something, but isn't. I speak up.
<<s Author>>What is it?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>I just think we can do more...<</s>>
<<s Author>>What now?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Imagine the effect it would be if instead of you being the second-class citizen, Leo was that.<</s>>
<<s Author>>But Leo would make a great philosopher?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>I'm sure he would. But imagine if you were the philosopher. Better outcome. Imagine if he was the "slave". Shocking. Better outcome.<</s>>
<<s Author>>You have a point...<</s>>
<<s Julio>>So you'll do it? You'll talk to him for me?<</s>>
<div id="choices2"><<link "Yes I will">><<set $leomessage to 2>><<replace "#choices2">><<s Author>>You want Leo to take that part.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Yes. Let's be honest, he's close enough as it is to that part, I think all he needs is a little push to get him there. And I believe you'd be great in steering him in the right direction.<</s>>
<<s Author>>But why?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>I see potential in him. And I see an accomplice in you.<</s>>
//The way he looks at me in the eyes with that last sentence stirs something primal in me, but I can't quite grasp what it is...//
<<s Author>>Alright. I'll do it. But I can't promise results.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>That's all I ask. Thank you.<</s>>
<<link "Keep Going" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "I won't. Let's keep things the way they are.">><<replace "#choices2">><<s Author>>I appreciate your efforts to create a great outcome. But I don't think I can help you with that.<</s>>
He is visibly saddened by my reaction.
<<s Julio>>I understand. I'll see what I can do.<</s>>
<<link "Keep Going" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><<elseif $choicechange1 is 0>>I beat him to the conversation before he got the chance to talk.
<<s Author>>Look, Julio, I tried. Leo simply didn't bite.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Hey hey no worries at all. I was actually coming over to say that there are no hard feelings between us. That's all.<</s>>
I smile softly at him. That was sweet.
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</if>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<</if>><<if visited(passage()) is 2 and $musicchoice lte 2>>
Here we were, three friends hanging out together, music playing in the background as we enjoyed our time together.
<<s Eva>>No but seriously, it's super hard!<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I'm sure it's much easier than you make it out to be! Come on all it takes is to apply a bit of color and that's all!<</s>>
Their meaningless argument was playfully heated, <<light Leo>> teasing her for not putting any make-up to school, and her arguing against the loss of time.
<<s Eva>><<print $name>> back me up here! This dude doesn't know what he's talking about.<</s>>
I chuckled to myself, happy to just be there.
<<s Author>>Oh please just leave me out of this.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>No can do! We need to find a way to settle this!<</s>>
I thought on how to end this once and for all.
<div id="choices"><<link "Maybe Leo should apply make-up on you to see how hard it is.">><<pickup $evaleo "kiss" 1>><<replace "#choices">>
<<s Author>>How about this then. Leo tries to put make-up on you in less than 5 minutes. If he can do it then he'd have proven his point, and if not then you're in the right.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Challenge accepted. Now where's that make-up kit let's go!<</s>>
Eager to get things on a roll, <<light Leo>> starts comically stretching as <<light Eva>> heads to the bathroom to pick up her make-up basics.
Surprisingly, she comes up with a decent collection of items for her friend to choose from.
Noticing my looks, she explains: <<s Eva>>What? I like to do it sometimes, just not every school day.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Point for me already!<</s>> He teases her, eager to get started.
As I set the timer, <<light Leo>> jumps to start working on his friend's face, morphing it with the make-up.
<<if $alphabeta gte 5>>Not a surprise, <<light Leo>> butchers the make-up job as he struggles to find a decent way to compliment the colors on his friend's face. The outcome is nothing short of a mockery, and we all end up laughing at what he came up with.
<<s Leo>>Okay, I admit it's difficult for me because I haven't had a lot of training, but come on, you guys can definitely get something done in less than 15 minutes!<</s>>
<<s Eva>>That's my point though, 15 minutes per day over a year is a whole lot of added time!<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Nerd.<</s>> He says affectionately, before getting hit right across the face with a pillow.
<<light Eva>> is quick to continue her assault over her friend, and soon it all devolves into a fun pillow fight.
<<elseif $alphabeta gte -5>>Despite his best efforts, <<light Leo>> is unable to present us with a great outcome as his many attempts to creating nice eye contours end in failure. Despite his most valiant trials, the foundation being good and all, he still hadn't been able to convincingly decorate his friend's face.
<<s Author>>I'm sorry Leo, but that's not quite it...<</s>>
<<s Leo>>But it's still a decent job! You both have more experience than I do, you can definitely make it work!<</s>>
<<light Eva>> shakes her head. <<s Eva>>That's not the point.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>5 minutes a day is equal to 35 minutes per week, and over a year that becomes 1820 minutes. That's 30 hours worth! A whole day and then some! Just applying make-up every day!<</s>>
Laughing, <<light Leo>> calls out: <<s Leo>>Nerd!<</s>>
<<light Eva>>is quick to retaliate, her pillow hitting him square in the face, as the whole thing immediately turns into a pillow fight, all three of us jumping around the room in laughter.<<else>><<light Leo>> definitely must've had some training before coming here, because the way he expertly starts applying his make-up shows a skill level that doesn't match what I had previosuly thought about him.
His hand glides across his friend's face, allowing the make-up he applies to match her skin tone perfectly. And the sherry on top is his expert eye contour, ending in killer flair.
Beyond impressed, I am startled by the end of the timing, as I admire his awesome job.
<<s Eva>>So, how does it look, <<print $name>>?<</s>>
Unable to speak, I simply give her the mirror to see herself in it. Her jaw literally drops.
<<s Eva>>Oh my God, Leo!<</s>>
His smile is wide, triumphant.
<<s Eva>>Well if I had you living with me I definitely would've asked you to do my make-up for me every day!<</s>>
She exclaims, and I can't help but nod in agreement.
<<s Leo>>See, not that hard.<</s>>
We both agree, gushing over our friend's skill. He's really grown into himself lately!<</if>>
Challenge ended, we all settle down, as <<light Eva>> looks at our friend with something of a twinkle in her eyes.
I excuse myself to the bathroom, feeling like giving them some time alone together after all the events of the day. These two have been great friends!
Later, coming back from the toilet, I choose to spy at them from the corner.
<<if $alphabeta lte -5>><img src="images/classes/music-project/evaleo-kiss.jpg" max-width="100%"><<else>><img src="images/classes/music-project/evaleo-kissmasc.jpg" max-width="100%"><</if>>
The sweetness of the moment is not lost on me as I see my two best friends kissing. I know this was a whim that they both are fulfilling, but it's very sweet to see them locking lips like that. They're so cute!
//And am I jealous?//
Making some noise, I wait a bit before entering the room. They both had moved slightly away form each other, their cheeks obviously red. I elect not to mention what I saw, and we spend the next bit enjoying our time together.
<<link "Leave" "Management">><</link>>
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<<if $evasmarts lte 17>><<link "How about a competition? Whoever does the better make-up wins.">><<pickup $evaleo "kiss" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>There's really only one way to settle this, a make-up-off!<</s>>
<<s Eva>>What?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>What?<</s>>
Their reaction comes at the same time as they question in unison.
<<s Author>>A competition. If Leo does a better job than Eva, we know that it really doesn't take much skill to apply make-up. And if Eva does better, then Leo is in the wrong.<</s>>
They both look confused.
<<s Author>>Enough thinking. Come on Eva, bring the stuff!<</s>>
I smile at <<light Leo>> as she's out.
<<s Leo>>It doesn't make sense...<</s>>
<<s Author>>She'll lose the argument either way. If she does better, nothing stops her from having make-up on every day. If she does worse, it proves that it comes from her inability to apply make-up and not from what amount of time make-up actually takes.<</s>>
He smiles at me, understanding my trick.
<<s Author>>Either way, I need you to do your best. I am excited to see what you can do.<</s>>
His smile turns into a frown as he considers what job he'll need to do.
<<light Eva>> comes back with a surprising amount of make-up.
<<s Eva>>If I don't use it doesn't mean I don't own it.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Who starts?<</s>> He says while looking at me.
<<s Author>>Both of you. You're applying make-up to yourselves.<</s>>
It dawns on <<light Leo>> what the second part of my plan is, as he purses his lips, preparing himself in front of the mirror.
<<s Author>>You only have 5 minutes, go!<</s>>
I start the time immediately, as they both rush to apply their make-up. <<light Eva>> confidently starts putting the foundation, making sure to really cover her face, before continuing with her next step. Stealing glances at <<light Leo>> to keep track of her progress, she starts painting her face with beautiful colors that bring out her features.
On the other side, <<light Leo>> is hard at work on his own make-up.
<<if $alphabeta gte -5>>Despite his shortcomings, he still gives it his all as he tries to copy what his friend is doing. Despite his struggle, he eventually is able to give a semi-decent job, but a cheap copy of what <<light Eva>> is doing.
<<s Author>>The winner is... Eva!<</s>> I announce to noone's surprise.
<<light Eva>>, proud, speaks up: <<s Eva>>I win! Hah! That means...<</s>>
<<s Leo>>That means it wouldn't take much from you to do this every day.<</s>> He cuts her off. <<s Leo>>You actually look stunning.<</s>>
Having proven his point, he smiles widely, triumphant, as <<light Eva>> reels with the implications of his statement.
<<s Eva>>You... You tricked me!<</s>> Grabbing a pillow next to her, she is quick to attack me with it, hitting me right in the face. I retaliate with a pillow of my own, and soon it all devolves into a beautiful fiasco of three friends playing around the room.
<<else>>On the other side of the mirror, <<light Leo>> shows beautiful mastery of his craft, not minding his friend and well in the zone. Unsurprisingly for me who had been molding him these past couple of months, he exhibits deep knowledge in what to do, and expertly paints his face the way he intends to. The outcome is close, but ultimately...
<<s Author>>I have to admit. Leo is the winner.<</s>>
Smiling, <<light Leo>> turns to look at <<light Eva>>.
<<s Leo>>See, it isn't that hard!<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I have to admit, you do look stunning. Maybe a bit feminine, but stunning.<</s>>
Faking a gasp, <<light Leo>> laughs at his friend.
<<s Leo>>Oh darling I'm flattered!<</s>> He jokes in a faux-british accent.
<<light Eva>>, laughing, hits him with a pillow.
<<s Eva>>Oh stop it!<</s>>
Soon after, all three of us join in the pillow fight, playing around and chasing each other across the room.<</if>>
Challenge ended, we all settle down, as <<light Eva>> looks at our friend with something of a twinkle in her eyes.
I excuse myself to the bathroom, feeling like giving them some time alone together after all the events of the day. These two have been great friends!
Later, coming back from the toilet, I choose to spy at them from the corner.
<<if $alphabeta lte -5>><img src="images/classes/music-project/evaleo-kiss.jpg" max-width="100%"><<else>><img src="images/classes/music-project/evaleo-kissmasc.jpg" max-width="100%"><</if>>
The sweetness of the moment is not lost on me as I see my two best friends kissing. I know this was a whim that they both are fulfilling, but it's very sweet to see them locking lips like that. They're so cute!
//And am I jealous?//
Making some noise, I wait a bit before entering the room. They both had moved slightly away form each other, their cheeks obviously red. I elect not to mention what I saw, and we spend the next bit enjoying our time together.
<<link "Leave" "Management">><</link>>
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'>Eva is right, end of story">><<less "Eva" 1>><<less"Leo" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Exhaspered at the meaningless conversation, I cut it off short.
<<s Author>>Eva is right, putting on make-up every day is exhausting. That's why men don't do it.<</s>>
They're both stunned at my tone, but are quick to recover as the conversation drifts to other topics.
Whatever spark was there between the two of them is not there anymore, but at least they didn't continue their stupid argument!
<<link "Leave" "Management">><</link>>
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<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2 and $musicchoice gte 3>>
Deciding that we had collected enough footage and looking forward to edit them all, we were happy to call it a wrap for the day as we started gathering ourselves to leave the park.
<<s Eric>>Hey would you guys like to come over? We can hang out at my place if you want…<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>I don't know, I have stuff to do…<</s>>
<<s Eric>>What about you, <<print $name>>?<</s>>
//I didn't have anything to do, so the choice was open for me…//
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Go over to Eric's place">><<add "Eric" 1>><<replace "#choices">>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<if $Samuel gte 5>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/cuck.png'>Go with Samuel instead">><<add "Samuel" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "cuck" 1>><<replace "#choices">>
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Convince Samuel to join you">><<add "Eric" 1>><<add "Samuel" 1>><<replace "#choices">>
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Do something with Samuel or Convince him to join" "Not close enough to him">><</if>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'>I'd rather do something else instead">><<less "Eric" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Not willing to waste anymore time today and preferring to spend my Sunday doing something else, I excuse myself and decide to let them both go their own way. Time to do something else now!
<<link "Leave" "Management">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
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<<elseif $musicchoice is 1>>/*Eva and Leo embracing individuality*/
<div id="continue"><center><img src='images/classes/music-project/evaleo-hangout1.jpg' max-width='70%'></center>
Here we were, hanging out at <<light Eva>>'s house, setting up and preparing ourselves for our shoot, nervous about what we should be doing to really sell the music video.
<<s Leo>>Wouldn't it have been better if we filmed this stuff in a theater? You know, this being a musical and everything…<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I tried to get the school's stage but they didn't want to give it to us for something this small.<</s>>
<<s Author>>It's okay, we'll make due with what we have here, right?<</s>>
We smiled at each other, and got to work.
<<link "continue">><<replace "#continue">>There was a whole lot of ways in which we could take our music video, each celebrating individuality in a different way. And although we all agreed that the video needed a singular main focus as a celebration of individualism, we all felt like doing more, hoping we'd be able to really drive the message home.
<<if $subdom gte 3>>//I feel like I have the drive in me to make them both do two different things if I wanted to.// (Domination<img src='images/icons/dom.png'> greater than 3) <<else>>//I feel like I wouldn't be able to convince them to do more than a singular storyline.// (Domination<img src='images/icons/dom.png'> lower than 3)<</if>>
<<if $alphabeta lte -2>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/fem.png'>We need to celebrate Leo's uniqueness">><<add "Leo" 1>><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#continue">><<light Leo>> was a huge asset that we couldn't miss. He knows it, and we know it, and it was important for us to really sell him on the idea that he was special in his own way.
<<s Author>>I believe we should concentrate on Leo's character.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>My character?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yes, you are unique Leo, and I wanna show that.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I'm listening.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I say we use you as the main character of the song, if you will, and have you say the words. Really portray what our song is about.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>But how would that showcase his uniqueness?<</s>>
<<s Author>>That's the idea. We're shooting it here, in your room.<</s>>
They start to understand my point a bit more.
<<s Eva>>Which means that he lives here.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Which means that I'm feminine in my personal life?<</s>>
I tried to portray confidence towards my close friend. This was a push in the right direction for him.
<<s Author>>Yes, exactly. I know you'd sell the character for sure.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I don't know…<</s>>
<<light Eva joined me in dispelling <<light Leo>>'s hesitation:
<<s Eva>>That's right. It's just a character, nothing more.<</s>>
I nodded along, wanting to help <<light Leo>> accept the idea. Thoughtful, he took a short moment before speaking up again:
<<s Leo>>I don't think there is anything wrong with that…<</s>>
<<s Author>>It would be a great stepping strong in your acting career that's for sure!<</s>>
Our friend was sold on the idea, and we all jumped at the opportunity to shoot him in character.
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/leo-onbed1.jpg' max-width='70%'></center>
Seated normally on the bed, he started almost reciting the lyrics to the song, looking at the camera with little expression and giving a lackluster performance. I could feel his hesitation, and wanted to do something about it.
<<light Eva>> beat me to it:
<<s Eva>>Hey Leo, is everything okay?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I don't know, this is all a bit awkward that's all.<</s>>
Showing a compassionate energy, <<light Eva>> approached him, putting her hand on his shoulder.
<<s Eva>>Hey we're all friends here, okay? You've got this!<</s>>
<div id="option"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Support her">><<add "Leo" 1>><<replace "#option">>Speaking up, I join her in supporting him:
<<s Author>>That's right Leo. There is no judgment here.<</s>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Stay Silent">><<replace "#option">>Not wanting to remove from the moment, I stay silent as I watched along.<</replace>><</link>></div>
Smiling, he nods his head before coming up with a different idea, selling the story more:
<<s Leo>>Hand me the cam, I think I have an idea.<</s>>
Smiling, <<light Eva>> gives him the device, as he turns it on and starts recording himself almost talking to it with the lyrics.
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/leo-onbed3.jpg' max-width='70%'></center>
His performance is much more convincing after this development, as we all feel positive vibes in his performance. I felt like we could get more out of him though…
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'>Convince him to do more">><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<add "audience" 2>><<replace "#choices">>Wanting to really get it all out there and pull out the perfect performance from him, I decided to intervene and truly aid him in reaching further than before:
<<s Author>>Yes Leo yes! That's the right energy! Give us more!<</s>>
My positive energy was contagious, pushing him to new heights in his performance. Smiling to himself, he laid down and held the camera up, looking down at his soft appearance.
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/leo-onbed2.jpg' max-width='70%'></center>
<<light Eva>> and I were entranced as we watched his beautiful performance, seducing the camera almost. His happiness was apparent, and we were happy he was happy. There was something extremely beautiful about this whole thing as we watched on.
At the end, <<light Leo>> stopped recording and turned to see our reactions. We struggled to regain our composure.
<<s Eva>>Leo… That was phenomenal. I am jealous?<</s>>
Laughing, I joined in:
<<s Author>>We both are jealous! You were amazing! So feminine and beautiful!<</s>>
His blush was evident, a nice crimson color.
<<s Eva>>Opening up the shirt was an amazing touch too!<</s>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/nb.png'>He's done enough">><<replace "#choices">>Not wanting to push my luck more, and somewhat satisfied with his performance, I thought to leave it at that, happy we got more from him.
The vibes were immaculate as we praised him on his performance.
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All satisfied with his performance, we decided to look at the next step in our recording…
<<if $subdom gte 3>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>We need to be more creative with Eva">><<add "Eva" 1>><<if $evasub gte 2 and $evasmarts lt 20>><<add "audience" 2>><<add "evasub" 1>><<replace "#continue">>I needed to do something to showcase <<light Eva>>'s beauty while also creating something special about her.
<<s Author>>I'm sure you both are into fiction.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Definitely, what are you suggesting though?<</s>>
<<s Author>>What if we go that fictitious way to portray uniqueness?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I'm listening.<</s>>
<<s Author>>How would you feel about dressing up as a fictitious character? Something entirely different that really has no place in the "normal" world?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I see you… Something that really pushes the envelope though…<</s>>
They were starting to understand my point of view.
<<s Author>>Exactly. It wouldn't be enough to just be an elf…<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Seriously?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Are you doubting me?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>No but…<</s>>
<<s Author>>Come on, I have just the idea.<</s>>
Grabbing green paint, I started painting <<light Eva>>'s face, trying to really transform her into the mythical creature I had imagined.
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/eva-bodypaint.jpg' max-width='70%'></center>
After a while though, we're faced with an impasse.
<<s Author>>I need you to remove your clothes.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Seriously? Why?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Having just your face be green is not enough. Come on, go in and wear something a bit more revealing.<</s>>
<<light Leo>>, from his end, stayed silent as he looked on. She gave him a glance.
<<s Author>>Oh come on, Leo's one of us.<</s>>
Sighing, <<light Eva>> went in to change into something simpler and ended up coming back with just her underwear.
<<s Eva>>How's that for a change?<</s>>
A stunned <<light Leo>> could not believe his eyes just looking at his close friend like that. Seeing him, <<light Eva>> decided to tease him for a bit.
<<s Eva>>Like what you see?<</s>>
<<light Leo>> gave smiling blush, as I started getting to work on her soft body.
<<s Leo>>Let's just say I'm lucky to be on this team!<</s>>
Thankfully, the awkwardness of the moment quickly gave way to smiles and fun as I went about finishing my full-body make-up (if you could even call it that).
<<s Author>> There, I'm done.<</s>>
Looking at herself in the mirror, <<light Eva>> felt like there was something missing and went to her closet.
<<s Eva>> I have just the thing to sell this whole costume.<</s>>
Coming back with a cat ears headband, <<light Eva>> stood in front of us, ready for her performance with her impressive getup:
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/eva-unique.jpg' max-height='70%'></center>
We were quick to film her acting out this mythical character that was reciting our lyrics, afraid that the paint would fade away.
Immediately into character, <<light Eva>> seemed to really sell the performance, enticing the imaginary audience and giving an inspired performance.
That was a success!
All satisfied with her performance, we decided to call it quits for the day and just <<link "hang out" "Music Video Meeting">><<addhours 4>><</link>> for now.
<</replace>><<elseif $evasub gte 2>><<add "audience" 1>><<add "evasub" 1>><<replace "#continue">>I needed to do something to showcase <<light Eva>>'s beauty while also creating something special about her.
<<s Author>>I'm sure you both are into fiction.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Definitely, what are you suggesting though?<</s>>
<<s Author>>What if we go that fictitious way to portray uniqueness?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I'm listening.<</s>>
<<s Author>>How would you feel about dressing up as a fictitious character? Something entirely different that really has no place in the "normal" world?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I see you… Something that really pushes the envelope though…<</s>>
They were starting to understand my point of view.
<<s Author>>Exactly. It wouldn't be enough to just be an elf…<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Seriously?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Are you doubting me?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Wouldn't doing an elf be good though? They are the "different" characters in their world, and if we are to follow your logic and the logic of the song…<</s>>
I felt it would be easier to let go of the argument:
<<s Author>>Okay, okay, you're right, we'll go for elf.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Okay great.<</s>>
Smiling, I was happy to have her on board.
<<s Author>>Let's get to work then!<</s>>
<<s Eva>>No wait…<</s>>
Not wanting to listen to her meaningless argument, I headed to her closet and started looking at her clothes, trying to find the perfect costume for her.
Eventually, I settled on the ideal attire for my friend, certain it would really enhance her appearance and sell the idea we were trying to portray
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/eva-midunique.jpg' max-height='70%'></center>
There was something extremely enticing about the way she looked, and <<light Leo>> was a great example of that, shyly trying to avert his gaze from her. I decided to call him out:
<<s Author>>Hey come on Leo, you can look she won't bite.<</s>>
Laughing, <<light Eva>> decided to join in:
<<s Eva>>Not hard at least!<</s>>
The mood lightened, we got to filming the scene we wanted to create, pulling all the stops to really give her character a compelling portrayal.
Pretty satisfied with the performance, we were happy to confirm the performance as a success, deciding to call it quits for the day and just <<link "hang out" "Music Video Meeting">><<addhours 4>><</link>> for now.
<</replace>><<else>><<replace "#continue">>I needed to do something to showcase <<light Eva>>'s beauty while also creating something special about her.
<<s Author>>I'm sure you both are into fiction.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Definitely, what are you suggesting though?<</s>>
<<s Author>>What if we go that fictitious way to portray uniqueness?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I'm listening.<</s>>
<<s Author>>How would you feel about dressing up as a fictitious character? Something entirely different that really has no place in the "normal" world?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I see you… Something that really pushes the envelope though…<</s>>
They were starting to understand my point of view.
<<s Eva>>I get your points, but I'm choosing the costume.<</s>>
Not giving us the time to argue or even think about it, <<light Eva>> headed into her closet looking for the costume she'd be wearing for us.
A short while later, she came up with quite the awkward getup:
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/eva-lessunique.jpg' max-height='70%'></center>
<<s Leo>>What is that?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>A frog, duh!<</s>>
<<s Author>>Seriously?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Come on, is this not unique enough for you two? Let's get to work.<</s>>
There was no denying that her getup was quite unique, as she gave her performance to the camera.
While that was not the kind of mythical creature I was expecting when I suggested we dress her up, it still fulfilled the assignment, although I wasn't sure how popular such a choice would be for any audience.
Somewhat satisfied with her performance, we decided to call it quits for the day and just <<link "hang out" "Music Video Meeting">><<addhours 4>><</link>> for now.
<</replace>><</if>><</link>>(depends on her stats, might make her more submissive)<<else>><<dark "We need to be more creative with Eva" "I'm not dominant enough to do more">><</if>>
<<link "That's all for now, let's just hang out" "Music Video Meeting">><<addhours 4>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "We need to celebrate Leo's uniqueness" "He's not feminine enough!">><</if>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>We need to be more creative with Eva">><<add "Eva" 1>><<if $evasub gte 2 and $evasmarts lt 20>><<add "audience" 2>><<add "evasub" 1>><<replace "#continue">>I needed to do something to showcase <<light Eva>>'s beauty while also creating something special about her.
<<s Author>>I'm sure you both are into fiction.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Definitely, what are you suggesting though?<</s>>
<<s Author>>What if we go that fictitious way to portray uniqueness?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I'm listening.<</s>>
<<s Author>>How would you feel about dressing up as a fictitious character? Something entirely different that really has no place in the "normal" world?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I see you… Something that really pushes the envelope though…<</s>>
They were starting to understand my point of view.
<<s Author>>Exactly. It wouldn't be enough to just be an elf…<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Seriously?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Are you doubting me?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>No but…<</s>>
<<s Author>>Come on, I have just the idea.<</s>>
Grabbing green paint, I start painting <<light Eva>>'s face, trying to really transform her into the mythical creature I had imagined.
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/eva-bodypaint.jpg' max-width='70%'></center>
After a while though, we're faced with an impasse.
<<s Author>>I need you to remove your clothes.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Seriously? Why?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Having just your face be green is not enough. Come on, go in and wear something a bit more revealing.<</s>>
<<light Leo>>, from his end, stayed silent as he looked on. She gave him a glance.
<<s Author>>Oh come on, Leo's one of us.<</s>>
Sighing, <<light Eva>> went in to change into something more simplem and ended up coming back with just her underwear.
<<s Eva>>How's that for a change?<</s>>
A stunned <<light Leo>> could not believe his eyes just looking at his close friend like that. Seeing him, <<light Eva>> decided to tease him for a bit.
<<s Eva>>Like what you see?<</s>>
<<light Leo>> gave smiling blush, as I started getting to work on her soft body.
<<s Leo>>Let's just say I'm lucky to be on this team!<</s>>
Thankfully, the awkwardness of the moment quickly gave way to smiles and fun as I went about finishing my full-body make-up (if you could even call it that).
<<s Author>> There, I'm done.<</s>>
Looking at herself in the mirror, <<light Eva>> felt like there was something missing and went to her closet.
<<s Eva>> I have just the thing to sell this whole costume.<</s>>
Coming back with a cat ears headband, <<light Eva>> stood in front of us, ready for her performance with her impressive getup:
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/eva-unique.jpg' max-height='70%'></center>
We were quick to film her acting out this mythical character that was reciting our lyrics, afraid that the paint would fade away.
Immediately into character, <<light Eva>> seemed to really sell the performance, enticing the imaginary audience and giving an inspired performance.
That was a success!
All satisfied with her performance, we decided to look at the next step in our recording…
<<if $alphabeta lte -2 and $subdom gte 3>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/fem.png'>We need to celebrate Leo's uniqueness">><<add "Leo" 1>><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#continue">><<light Leo>> was a huge asset that we couldn't miss. He knows it, and we know it, and it was important for us to really sell him on the idea that he was special in his own way.
<<s Author>>I believe we should concentrate on Leo's character.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>My character?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yes, you are unique Leo, and I wanna show that.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I'm listening.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I say we use you as the main character of the song, if you will, and have you say the words. Really portray what our song is about.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>But how would that showcase his uniqueness?<</s>>
<<s Author>>That's the idea. We're shooting it here, in your room.<</s>>
They start to understand my point a bit more.
<<s Eva>>Which means that he lives here.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Which means that I'm feminine in my personal life?<</s>>
I tried to portray confidence towards my close friend. This was a push in the right direction for him.
<<s Author>>Yes, exactly. I know you'd sell the character for sure.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I don't know…<</s>>
<<light Eva joined me in dispelling <<light Leo>>'s hesitation:
<<s Eva>>That's right. It's just a character, nothing more.<</s>>
I nodded along, wanting to help <<light Leo>> accept the idea. Thoughtful, he took a short moment before speaking up again:
<<s Leo>>I don't think there is anything wrong with that…<</s>>
<<s Author>>It would be a great stepping strong in your acting career that's for sure!<</s>>
Our friend was sold on the idea, and we all jumped at the opportunity to shoot him in character.
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/leo-onbed1.jpg' max-width='70%'></center>
Seated normally on the bed, he started almost reciting the lyrics to the song, looking at the camera with little expression and giving a lackluster performance. I could feel his hesitation, and wanted to do something about it.
<<light Eva>> beat me to it:
<<s Eva>>Hey Leo, is everything okay?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I don't know, this is all a bit awkward that's all.<</s>>
Showing a compassionate energy, <<light Eva>> approached him, putting her hand on his shoulder.
<<s Eva>>Hey we're all friends here, okay? You've got this!<</s>>
<div id="option"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Support her">><<add "Leo" 1>><<replace "#option">>Speaking up, I join her in supporting him:
<<s Author>>That's right Leo. There is no judgment here.<</s>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Stay Silent">><<replace "#option">>Not wanting to remove from the moment, I stay silent as I watched along.<</replace>><</link>></div>
Smiling, he nods his head before coming up with a different idea, selling the story more:
<<s Leo>>Hand me the cam, I think I have an idea.<</s>>
Smiling, <<light Eva>> gives him the device, as he turns it on and starts recording himself almost talking to it with the lyrics.
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/leo-onbed3.jpg' max-width='70%'></center>
His performance is much more convincing after this development, as we all feel positive vibes in his performance. I felt like we could get more out of him though…
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'>Convince him to do more">><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<add "audience" 2>><<replace "#choices">>Wanting to really get it all out there and pull out the perfect performance from him, I decided to intervene and truly aid him in reaching further than before:
<<s Author>>Yes Leo yes! That's the right energy! Give us more!<</s>>
My positive energy was contagious, pushing him to new heights in his performance. Smiling to himself, he laid down and held the camera up, looking down at his soft appearance.
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/leo-onbed2.jpg' max-width='70%'></center>
<<light Eva>> and I were entranced as we watched his beautiful performance, seducing the camera almost. His happiness was apparent, and we were happy he was happy. There was something extremely beautiful about this whole thing as we watched on.
At the end, <<light Leo>> stopped recording and turned to see our reactions. We struggled to regain our composure.
<<s Eva>>Leo… That was phenomenal. I am jealous?<</s>>
Laughing, I joined in:
<<s Author>>We both are jealous! You were amazing! So feminine and beautiful!<</s>>
His blush was evident, a nice crimson color.
<<s Eva>>Opening up the shirt was an amazing touch too!<</s>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/nb.png'>He's done enough">><<replace "#choices">>Not wanting to push my luck more, and somewhat satisfied with his performance, I thought to leave it at that, happy we got more from him.
The vibes were immaculate as we praised him on his performance.
<</replace>><</link>></div>
All satisfied with his performance, we decided to call it quits for the day and just <<link "hang out" "Music Video Meeting">><<addhours 4>><</link>> for now.
<</replace>><</link>><<elseif $subdom lt 3>><<dark "We need to celebrate Leo's uniqueness" "I'm not dominant enough to do more.">><<else>><<dark "We need to celebrate Leo's uniqueness" "He's not feminine enough!">><</if>>
<<link "That's all for now, let's just hang out" "Music Video Meeting">><<addhours 4>><</link>>
<</replace>><<elseif $evasub gte 2>><<add "audience" 1>><<add "evasub" 1>><<replace "#continue">>I needed to do something to showcase <<light Eva>>'s beauty while also creating something special about her.
<<s Author>>I'm sure you both are into fiction.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Definitely, what are you suggesting though?<</s>>
<<s Author>>What if we go that fictitious way to portray uniqueness?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I'm listening.<</s>>
<<s Author>>How would you feel about dressing up as a fictitious character? Something entirely different that really has no place in the "normal" world?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I see you… Something that really pushes the envelope though…<</s>>
They were starting to understand my point of view.
<<s Author>>Exactly. It wouldn't be enough to just be an elf…<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Seriously?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Are you doubting me?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Wouldn't doing an elf be good though? They are the "different" characters in their world, and if we are to follow your logic and the logic of the song…<</s>>
I felt it would be easier to let go of the argument:
<<s Author>>Okay, okay, you're right, we'll go for elf.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Okay great.<</s>>
Smiling, I was happy to have her on board.
<<s Author>>Let's get to work then!<</s>>
<<s Eva>>No wait…<</s>>
Not wanting to listen to her meaningless argument, I headed to her closet and started looking at her clothes, trying to find the perfect costume for her.
Eventually, I settled on the ideal attire for my friend, certain it would really enhance her appearance and sell the idea we were trying to portray
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/eva-midunique.jpg' max-height='70%'></center>
There was something extremely enticing about the way she looked, and <<light Leo>> was a great example of that, shyly trying to avert his gaze from her. I decided to call him out:
<<s Author>>Hey come on Leo, you can look she won't bite.<</s>>
Laughing, <<light Eva>> decided to join in:
<<s Eva>>Not hard at least!<</s>>
The mood lightened, we got to filming the scene we wanted to create, pulling all the stops to really give her character a compelling portrayal.
Pretty satisfied with the performance, we were happy to confirm the performance as a success, ready to move on to the next step.
<<if $alphabeta lte -2 and $subdom gte 3>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/fem.png'>We need to celebrate Leo's uniqueness">><<add "Leo" 1>><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#continue">><<light Leo>> was a huge asset that we couldn't miss. He knows it, and we know it, and it was important for us to really sell him on the idea that he was special in his own way.
<<s Author>>I believe we should concentrate on Leo's character.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>My character?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yes, you are unique Leo, and I wanna show that.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I'm listening.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I say we use you as the main character of the song, if you will, and have you say the words. Really portray what our song is about.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>But how would that showcase his uniqueness?<</s>>
<<s Author>>That's the idea. We're shooting it here, in your room.<</s>>
They start to understand my point a bit more.
<<s Eva>>Which means that he lives here.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Which means that I'm feminine in my personal life?<</s>>
I tried to portray confidence towards my close friend. This was a push in the right direction for him.
<<s Author>>Yes, exactly. I know you'd sell the character for sure.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I don't know…<</s>>
<<light Eva joined me in dispelling <<light Leo>>'s hesitation:
<<s Eva>>That's right. It's just a character, nothing more.<</s>>
I nodded along, wanting to help <<light Leo>> accept the idea. Thoughtful, he took a short moment before speaking up again:
<<s Leo>>I don't think there is anything wrong with that…<</s>>
<<s Author>>It would be a great stepping strong in your acting career that's for sure!<</s>>
Our friend was sold on the idea, and we all jumped at the opportunity to shoot him in character.
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/leo-onbed1.jpg' max-width='70%'></center>
Seated normally on the bed, he started almost reciting the lyrics to the song, looking at the camera with little expression and giving a lackluster performance. I could feel his hesitation, and wanted to do something about it.
<<light Eva>> beat me to it:
<<s Eva>>Hey Leo, is everything okay?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I don't know, this is all a bit awkward that's all.<</s>>
Showing a compassionate energy, <<light Eva>> approached him, putting her hand on his shoulder.
<<s Eva>>Hey we're all friends here, okay? You've got this!<</s>>
<div id="option"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Support her">><<add "Leo" 1>><<replace "#option">>Speaking up, I join her in supporting him:
<<s Author>>That's right Leo. There is no judgment here.<</s>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Stay Silent">><<replace "#option">>Not wanting to remove from the moment, I stay silent as I watched along.<</replace>><</link>></div>
Smiling, he nods his head before coming up with a different idea, selling the story more:
<<s Leo>>Hand me the cam, I think I have an idea.<</s>>
Smiling, <<light Eva>> gives him the device, as he turns it on and starts recording himself almost talking to it with the lyrics.
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/leo-onbed3.jpg' max-width='70%'></center>
His performance is much more convincing after this development, as we all feel positive vibes in his performance. I felt like we could get more out of him though…
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'>Convince him to do more">><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<add "audience" 2>><<replace "#choices">>Wanting to really get it all out there and pull out the perfect performance from him, I decided to intervene and truly aid him in reaching further than before:
<<s Author>>Yes Leo yes! That's the right energy! Give us more!<</s>>
My positive energy was contagious, pushing him to new heights in his performance. Smiling to himself, he laid down and held the camera up, looking down at his soft appearance.
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/leo-onbed2.jpg' max-width='70%'></center>
<<light Eva>> and I were entranced as we watched his beautiful performance, seducing the camera almost. His happiness was apparent, and we were happy he was happy. There was something extremely beautiful about this whole thing as we watched on.
At the end, <<light Leo>> stopped recording and turned to see our reactions. We struggled to regain our composure.
<<s Eva>>Leo… That was phenomenal. I am jealous?<</s>>
Laughing, I joined in:
<<s Author>>We both are jealous! You were amazing! So feminine and beautiful!<</s>>
His blush was evident, a nice crimson color.
<<s Eva>>Opening up the shirt was an amazing touch too!<</s>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/nb.png'>He's done enough">><<replace "#choices">>Not wanting to push my luck more, and somewhat satisfied with his performance, I thought to leave it at that, happy we got more from him.
The vibes were immaculate as we praised him on his performance.
<</replace>><</link>></div>
All satisfied with his performance, we decided to call it quits for the day and just <<link "hang out" "Music Video Meeting">><<addhours 4>><</link>> for now.
<</replace>><</link>><<elseif $subdom lt 3>><<dark "We need to celebrate Leo's uniqueness" "I'm not dominant enough to do more.">><<else>><<dark "We need to celebrate Leo's uniqueness" "He's not feminine enough!">><</if>>
<<link "That's all for now, let's just hang out" "Music Video Meeting">><<addhours 4>><</link>>
<</replace>><<else>><<replace "#continue">>I needed to do something to showcase <<light Eva>>'s beauty while also creating something special about her.
<<s Author>>I'm sure you both are into fiction.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Definitely, what are you suggesting though?<</s>>
<<s Author>>What if we go that fictitious way to portray uniqueness?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I'm listening.<</s>>
<<s Author>>How would you feel about dressing up as a fictitious character? Something entirely different that really has no place in the "normal" world?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I see you… Something that really pushes the envelope though…<</s>>
They were starting to understand my point of view.
<<s Eva>>I get your points, but I'm choosing the costume.<</s>>
Not giving us the time to argue or even think about it, <<light Eva>> headed into her closet looking for the costume she'd be wearing for us.
A short while later, she came up with quite the awkward getup:
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/eva-lessunique.jpg' max-height='70%'></center>
<<s Leo>>What is that?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>A frog, duh!<</s>>
<<s Author>>Seriously?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Come on, is this not unique enough for you two? Let's get to work.<</s>>
There was no denying that her getup was quite unique, as she gave her performance to the camera.
While that was not the kind of mythical creature I was expecting when I suggested we dress her up, it still fulfilled the assignment, although I wasn't sure how popular such a choice would be for any audience.
Somewhat satisfied with her performance, we looked at the next steps in our recording…
<<if $alphabeta lte -2 and $subdom gte 3>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/fem.png'>We need to celebrate Leo's uniqueness">><<add "Leo" 1>><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#continue">><<light Leo>> was a huge asset that we couldn't miss. He knows it, and we know it, and it was important for us to really sell him on the idea that he was special in his own way.
<<s Author>>I believe we should concentrate on Leo's character.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>My character?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yes, you are unique Leo, and I wanna show that.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I'm listening.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I say we use you as the main character of the song, if you will, and have you say the words. Really portray what our song is about.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>But how would that showcase his uniqueness?<</s>>
<<s Author>>That's the idea. We're shooting it here, in your room.<</s>>
They start to understand my point a bit more.
<<s Eva>>Which means that he lives here.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Which means that I'm feminine in my personal life?<</s>>
I tried to portray confidence towards my close friend. This was a push in the right direction for him.
<<s Author>>Yes, exactly. I know you'd sell the character for sure.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I don't know…<</s>>
<<light Eva joined me in dispelling <<light Leo>>'s hesitation:
<<s Eva>>That's right. It's just a character, nothing more.<</s>>
I nodded along, wanting to help <<light Leo>> accept the idea. Thoughtful, he took a short moment before speaking up again:
<<s Leo>>I don't think there is anything wrong with that…<</s>>
<<s Author>>It would be a great stepping strong in your acting career that's for sure!<</s>>
Our friend was sold on the idea, and we all jumped at the opportunity to shoot him in character.
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/leo-onbed1.jpg' max-width='70%'></center>
Seated normally on the bed, he started almost reciting the lyrics to the song, looking at the camera with little expression and giving a lackluster performance. I could feel his hesitation, and wanted to do something about it.
<<light Eva>> beat me to it:
<<s Eva>>Hey Leo, is everything okay?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I don't know, this is all a bit awkward that's all.<</s>>
Showing a compassionate energy, <<light Eva>> approached him, putting her hand on his shoulder.
<<s Eva>>Hey we're all friends here, okay? You've got this!<</s>>
<div id="option"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Support her">><<add "Leo" 1>><<replace "#option">>Speaking up, I join her in supporting him:
<<s Author>>That's right Leo. There is no judgment here.<</s>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Stay Silent">><<replace "#option">>Not wanting to remove from the moment, I stay silent as I watched along.<</replace>><</link>></div>
Smiling, he nods his head before coming up with a different idea, selling the story more:
<<s Leo>>Hand me the cam, I think I have an idea.<</s>>
Smiling, <<light Eva>> gives him the device, as he turns it on and starts recording himself almost talking to it with the lyrics.
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/leo-onbed3.jpg' max-width='70%'></center>
His performance is much more convincing after this development, as we all feel positive vibes in his performance. I felt like we could get more out of him though…
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'>Convince him to do more">><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<add "audience" 2>><<replace "#choices">>Wanting to really get it all out there and pull out the perfect performance from him, I decided to intervene and truly aid him in reaching further than before:
<<s Author>>Yes Leo yes! That's the right energy! Give us more!<</s>>
My positive energy was contagious, pushing him to new heights in his performance. Smiling to himself, he laid down and held the camera up, looking down at his soft appearance.
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/leo-onbed2.jpg' max-width='70%'></center>
<<light Eva>> and I were entranced as we watched his beautiful performance, seducing the camera almost. His happiness was apparent, and we were happy he was happy. There was something extremely beautiful about this whole thing as we watched on.
At the end, <<light Leo>> stopped recording and turned to see our reactions. We struggled to regain our composure.
<<s Eva>>Leo… That was phenomenal. I am jealous?<</s>>
Laughing, I joined in:
<<s Author>>We both are jealous! You were amazing! So feminine and beautiful!<</s>>
His blush was evident, a nice crimson color.
<<s Eva>>Opening up the shirt was an amazing touch too!<</s>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/nb.png'>He's done enough">><<replace "#choices">>Not wanting to push my luck more, and somewhat satisfied with his performance, I thought to leave it at that, happy we got more from him.
The vibes were immaculate as we praised him on his performance.
<</replace>><</link>></div>
All satisfied with his performance, we decided to call it quits for the day and just <<link "hang out" "Music Video Meeting">><<addhours 4>><</link>> for now.
<</replace>><</link>><<elseif $subdom lt 3>><<dark "We need to celebrate Leo's uniqueness" "I'm not dominant enough to do more.">><<else>><<dark "We need to celebrate Leo's uniqueness" "He's not feminine enough!">><</if>>
<<link "That's all for now, let's just hang out" "Music Video Meeting">><<addhours 4>><</link>>
<</replace>><</if>><</link>>(depends on her stats, might make her more submissive)
<<if $subdom lte -2>><<link "<img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Let them come up with something">><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<replace "#continue">>Not wanting to go through the hassle of coming up with an idea and preferring to take the backseat with this, I decided to allow them the space to come up with the right idea for our music video.
<<s Leo>>I think we could do something expressive, emotive, theatrical…<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Or, we could do something of an adaptation, since after all we're creating a music video and not a performance.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I like that idea, what do you think, <<print $name>><</s>>
<<s Author>>That sounds good to me.<</s>>
After a lot of give and take, the decision was made that <<light Leo>> and I would be the ones acting out the scene, as we got to work on singing the lyrics as <<light Eva>> held the camera.
She seemed to find something was off.
<<s Eva>>I don't know you guys, something is definitely missing in this, don't you think?<</s>>
She had a point after all, there was not this certain level of pizzazz that I would've wanted my music video to have.
<<s Leo>>I have an idea.<</s>> <<light Leo>> chimed in. <<s Leo>>What if we are more vulnerable? Show the differences more?<</s>>
Intrigued, <<light Eva>> urged him on.
<<s Eva>>How do you think we could do that?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>We wear some sort of matching clothing.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I have no such thing.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Underwears?<</s>>
Stunned at the suggestion, I was at a loss for words. <<light Eva>> jumped at the opportunity.
<<s Eva>>That would work out. Let me see what we have.<</s>>
Running out, she headed for her parents' bedroom, leaving us behind.
<<s Author>>I don't know-<</s>>
Immediately cut off by my friend, he further explained his point:
<<s Leo>>It's about being vulnerable, showing sides of us that people haven't seen. Come on, I am sure you'll do great like that.<</s>>
<<light Eva>> was quick to come back with her different clothing options, urging us to put on whatever fit us most.
<<link "Continue">><<replace "#continue">><<if $alphabeta gte 3>><center><img src='images/classes/music-project/evaleo-model3.jpg' max-width='70%'></center>
Dressed in our sleek matching new underwear, we were both looking really fine as we stood there in front of <<light Eva>>'s camera, acting out the words and being overall attractive.
It was at this moment that <<light Leo>> felt like it was needed to add his own personal touch to the project, and started commanding me on what to do. I felt compelled to follow his lead, eager to listen to his guidance and willing to put myself on the line for the performance.
At a certain moment, he whispered a <<s Leo>>Good girl<</s>> in my ear, giving me immediate butterflies.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/masc.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Succumb to my horny feelings">><<add "arousal" 40>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<add "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Unaware of my body's natural reactions, I felt myself softening up in his embrace, allowing him to gain some control over me as he placed me the way he wanted me to. There was something oddly exciting about being led like that, and I felt compelled to follow his masculine lead.
Opening my eyes, I could see <<light Eva>> was equally interested in what was happening, almost sad not to be joining in on the action. The heat in the air was unmistakable.
<<light Leo>> suddenly decided to call it quits, choosing to stop the action and announcing the end, going to dress back up. <<light Eva>> and I were left in our heat, trying to grasp what just happened and understand where that leaves us.
<<link "That's all for now, let's just hang out" "Music Video Meeting">><<addhours 4>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'>Control myself">><<add "arousal" 10>><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Unwilling to just let go like that, especially since there was a camera filming me and all my reactions, I decided to give myself some breathing room and control my emotions.
Yes, it was enticing, and yes, he was attractive, but I couldn't let myself be drifted by some odd fantasies.
<<light Eva>>, on the other hand, was watching us with rapt attention, filming our every move as we played along to the song. It was fun showing off for her like that, and I knew we'd be having some good footage.
<<link "That's all for now, let's just hang out" "Music Video Meeting">><<addhours 4>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<if $arousal gte 70>><<dark "Reprimand him" "I'm too horny to do that.">><<else>><<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'><img src='images/icons/fem.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'>Reprimand him">><<less "open" 2>><<less "Leo" 1>><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">>This was getting too far, and I had to draw the line.
Softly pushing him away, I decide to call it quits at that moment, preferring to end the filming as it made me quite uneasy.
<<s Leo>>Is everything okay?<</s>>
<<s Author>>If I went along with the action doesn't mean I'm into it or into you, Leo. I'm just doing this for the film.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I know, I just…<</s>>
<<s Author>>Do better. Being a man means respecting women and their bodies, not being a creep like that.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I… It wasn't about being a man… I'm sorry <<print $name>> I never meant to offend or hurt you.<</s>>
I took a breather.
<<s Author>>It's okay… Just don't do this again okay, you're better than this masculinity bullshit.<</s>>
Taking my comment to heart, he let his head hang as he coped with my reaction.
<<light Eva>> was looking on with startled attention, her excitement of a few minutes ago all but gone.
<<link "That's all for now, let's just hang out" "Music Video Meeting">><<addhours 4>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>><</if>></div>
<<elseif $alphabeta lte -3>><center><img src='images/classes/music-project/evaleo-model1.jpg' max-width='70%'></center>
Dressed in our sexy pink matching underwear, <<light Leo>> and I were following <<light Eva>>'s orders, listening to her directions and trying our best to follow the rhythm of the music.
The proximity between the both of us was oddly exciting, and <<light Leo>>'s soft skin felt great against mine, as we played along in character. I felt compelled to follow <<light Eva>>'s lead, listening to her orders as she kept directing us, pushing our limits.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/masc.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Succumb to my horny feelings">><<add "arousal" 40>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<add "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Melting into his feminine touch and allowing myself to drift into fantasy, deciding to simply follow <<light Eva>>'s lead, I started fantasizing as we softly and almost imperceptibly grinded against each other.
It didn't go unnoticed to <<light Eva>> who kept filming every angle with her expert lens, and her presence just added so much to the tension that was being felt. She further encouraged <<light Leo>> to embrace the feminine part as she guided him towards more feminine poses.
And then, all of the sudden, it was all done as she decided to call it a wrap, throwing us both a curved ball as we reeled from our obvious excitement. <<light Leo>>'s underwear were showing a beautiful little tent as he excused himself to the bathroom, and I could feel myself getting slightly damp.
//This was hot for sure.//
<<link "That's all for now, let's just hang out" "Music Video Meeting">><<addhours 4>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'>Control myself">><<add "arousal" 10>><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Unwilling to just let go like that, especially since there was a camera filming me and all my reactions, I decided to give myself some breathing room and control my emotions.
Yes, it was enticing, and yes, he was femininely attractive, but I couldn't let myself be drifted by some odd fantasies.
<<light Eva>>, on the other hand, was watching us with rapt attention, filming our every move as we played along to the song. It was fun showing off for her like that, and I knew we'd be having some good footage.
<<link "That's all for now, let's just hang out" "Music Video Meeting">><<addhours 4>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'><img src='images/icons/fem.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'>Reprimand her">><<less "open" 2>><<less "Eva" 1>><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Someone had to put their foot down, and despite how fun things were I wasn't willing to whore myself to the camera so obviously.
<<s Author>>I think that's enough guys, let's wrap it up.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Are you sure? We're getting some awesome footage here.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I am pretty sure, Eva. This has gone far enough. And if it turns you on then maybe you should be the one grinding against this sissy.<</s>>
Both stunned at my reaction, they rushed to apologize.
<<s Leo>>I'm sorry I overstepped, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable.<</s>> Leo seemed especially hurt by my last comment, and rushed to apologize, further proving my point.
<<s Eva>>You're right. Let's call it a wrap and simply all relax.<</s>>
All of us took a moment to breathe, and feeling guilty, I decided to speak up.
<<s Author>>Sorry, this was just really intense.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Don't worry. It's all good.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I am quite feminine, aren't I?<</s>>
We all laugh at his comment, teasing him for a bit before deciding to wrap things up.
<<link "That's all for now, let's just hang out" "Music Video Meeting">><<addhours 4>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>></div>
<<else>><center><img src='images/classes/music-project/evaleo-model2.jpg' max-width='70%'></center>
Dressed in our sexy matching underwear, <<light Leo>> and I were following <<light Eva>>'s orders, listening to her directions and trying our best to follow the rhythm of the music. As he improvised for a bit more, I found it easy to follow his lead as he took things to natural heights.
The proximity between the both of us was oddly exciting, and <<light Leo>>'s skin felt great against mine, as we played along in character. I felt compelled to follow both of their leads, listening to <<light Eva>>'s orders as she kept directing us, pushing my limits, and trying to keep up with <<light Leo>>'s improvisations.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/masc.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Succumb to my horny feelings">><<add "arousal" 40>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<add "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Melting into his electric touch and allowing myself to drift into fantasy, deciding to simply follow <<light Eva>>'s lead and his guidance, I started fantasizing as we softly and almost imperceptibly grinded against each other.
It didn't go unnoticed to <<light Eva>> who kept filming every angle with her expert lens, and her presence just added so much to the tension of the scene as she concentrated on the differences in our bodies.
And then, all of the sudden, it was all done as they decided to call it a wrap, throwing us both a curved ball as we reeled from our obvious excitement. <<light Leo>>'s underwear were showing a beautiful tent as he excused himself to the bathroom, and I could feel myself getting slightly damp.
//This was hot for sure.//
<<link "That's all for now, let's just hang out" "Music Video Meeting">><<addhours 4>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'>Control myself">><<add "arousal" 10>><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Unwilling to just let go like that, especially since there was a camera filming me and all my reactions, I decided to give myself some breathing room and control my emotions.
Yes, it was enticing, and yes, he was unconventionally attractive, but I couldn't let myself be drifted by some odd fantasies.
<<light Eva>>, on the other hand, was watching us with rapt attention, filming our every move as we played along to the song. It was fun showing off for her like that, and I knew we'd be having some good footage.
<<link "That's all for now, let's just hang out" "Music Video Meeting">><<addhours 4>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'><img src='images/icons/fem.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'>Reprimand them">><<less "open" 2>><<less "Leo" 1>><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Someone had to put their foot down, and despite how fun things were I wasn't willing to whore myself to the camera so obviously.
<<s Author>>I think that's enough guys, let's wrap it up.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Are you sure? We're getting some awesome footage here.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I am pretty sure, Eva. This has gone far enough. And if it turns you on then maybe you should be the one grinding against them.<</s>>
Both stunned at my reaction, they rushed to apologize.
<<s Leo>>I'm sorry I overstepped, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable.<</s>> Leo seemed especially hurt by me turning them down.
<<s Eva>>You're right. Let's call it a wrap and simply all relax.<</s>>
All of us took a moment to breathe, and feeling guilty, I decided to speak up.
<<s Author>>Sorry, this was just really intense.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Don't worry. It's all good.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I know I'm no looker, but come on!<</s>> He grins at me.
We all laugh at his comment, teasing each other for a bit before deciding to wrap things up.
<<link "That's all for now, let's just hang out" "Music Video Meeting">><<addhours 4>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>></div><</if>><</replace>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Let them come up with something" "Not submissive enough">><</if>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif $musicchoice is 2>>/*Eva and Leo conforming*/
<div id="continue"><center><img src='images/classes/music-project/evaleo-hangout1.jpg' max-width='70%'></center>
Here we were, hanging out at <<light Eva>>'s house, setting up and preparing ourselves for our shoot, nervous about what we should be doing to really sell the music video.
<<s Leo>>Wouldn't it have been better if we filmed this stuff in a theater? You know, this being a musical and everything…<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I tried to get the school's stage but they didn't want to give it to us for something this small.<</s>>
<<s Author>>It's okay, we'll make due with what we have here, right?<</s>>
We smiled at each other, and got to work.
<<link "continue">><<replace "#continue">>There was a lot of different ways we could take our music video, each portraying the idea of conformity in a different way, and each giving the story a whole different aspect. The choice was ours on which way we'd be following, knowing that each was too time-consuming and would take most of our time to implement:
<<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'>Eva suggests we all dress up the same in these weird costumes she found">><<add "open" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#continue">>Bringing in these odd looking costumes that she had found in her home's attic, <<light Eva>> was excited to have us all try them on and see how they felt on us.
<div id="continue"><center><img src='images/classes/music-project/evaleo-drone1.jpg' height='500em'></center>
I was the first to have one of these weird-looking costumes on, quickly followed suit by <<light Eva>>, as we stood there to look at ourselves in the mirror.
<<s Author>>These are definitely weird costumes!<</s>>
The black of the material contrasted well against the light of the things around us, and dressed in our odd garbs we were quick to come up with a storyline that fitted our weird costumes.
<<light Leo>>, although hesitant at first, also joined us in our performance, playing the kind of brainwashed characters that we all wanted to portray.
<<s Eva>><<print $name>> you look a bit stiff. Let go, join the hive!<</s>>
She was joking, laughing while having fun, but I felt like maybe she was right. Was I willing to relax enough to play this odd character?
<div id="choices"><<if $open gte 15>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Relax and let go">><<add "audience" 2>><<add "open" 1>><<add "arousal" 40>><<add "Eva" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">><center><img src='images/classes/music-project/evaleo-drone3.jpg' height='500em'></center>
Closing my eyes, I allow myself to drift into that beautiful space where I forget my mind and simply listen to what my emotions are telling me to do.
Taken with these beautiful sentiments, I float on these waves, barely registering orders before I carry them out.
<<light Eva>>'s controlling voice has a positive effect on my psyche as I find comfort in simply following her orders.
//One of the masses…//
These costumes are amazing, feeling especially beautiful on my body, the way they grasp my every curve turning me on immensely. I can't contain myself as I allow myself to act out my horny sentiments, as I grind-
I am pulled from my reverie as <<light Eva>> and <<light Leo>> call me by name, helping me out of my trance. It feels odd being back, but I'm glad I was able to do this with trusted friends.
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/evaleo-drone4.jpg' width='500em'></center>
They show me the footage we have taken, and I am stunned to find what seems to be a fourth person sharing the screen with us.
<<s Author>>Who is that?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I have no idea…<</s>>
I find it disconcerting how she seems as clueless as I am, as we shockingly look at the footage.
Laughing, she moves on from the prank: <<s Eva>>I had no idea you were this involved in what was happening. I added a fourth costume between us for this shot to make it look like that!<</s>>
Laughing at the awkwardness of the situation, I find myself raptly watching my very convincing performance. I'm sure people will like this music video!
<<link "That's all for now, let's just hang out" "Music Video Meeting">><<addhours 4>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>Try to let go">><<add "audience" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "arousal" 10>><<add "Eva" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<replace "#choices">><center><img src='images/classes/music-project/evaleo-drone3.jpg' height='500em'></center>
There was something oddly fetishistic in what we were doing, yet I wanted to allow myself the room to really portray this brainwashed character.
Trying my best to join their portrayal, I find myself drifting in and out of consciousness, subtly being taken to a land of dreams before being pulled back as soon as one of them yells <<s Eva>>cut!<</s>>
<<light Eva>>'s controlling voice has a positive effect on my psyche as I find comfort in simply following her orders during the takes. The trance-like music we have on also helps in transporting me, in waves, into this new character's psyche.
At one point, <<light Eva>> gets the genius idea to bring in an additional costume to make it seem like we are more than shows, really selling the idea. I complacently stay in character as she adds them to the shot.
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/evaleo-drone4.jpg' height='500em'></center>
<<link "That's all for now, let's just hang out" "Music Video Meeting">><<addhours 4>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><</if>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'>This is just a job">><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">><center><img src='images/classes/music-project/evaleo-drone2.jpg' height='500em'></center>
Deciding to keep my composure, I elect to give myself more of a directing role, attempting to lead the action in a direction that better suits me rather than "losing myself to the part".
Eventually, due to my inability to join them in their shenanigans fully, we decide to add some sketches and mockups we find on the internet to make up for the scene we are creating.
Although somewhat of a disappointment, we still have a decent music video to share and to further work on tomorrow.
<<link "That's all for now, let's just hang out" "Music Video Meeting">><<addhours 4>><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>>(Dronification)
<<if $evasub gte 2>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Maybe we could transform Eva into the epitome of femininity, conforming her">><<add "Eva" 1>><<add "evasub" 1>><<if $yaramessagepre is 0>><<set $yaramessagepre to 3>><</if>><<replace "#continue">>Earlier today, in making my way here, I think back to <<light Yara>>'s desire to be joining <<light Eva>> on the team, and the reason behind it. It has been obvious recently that my sporty friend has some sort of plans for my nerdy one, yet I haven't really been able to pinpoint exactly what she wanted to do with her… An idea floats through my mind as I look at my attractive friend <<light Eva>> through <<light Yara>>'s eyes.
There would be something extremely enticing in making her conform to the image of what beauty is in our society, helping <<light Yara>>'s vision of what our friend should be.
Driven by these emotions and wanting to bring out a beauty that she has never experienced, I formulate my idea to my friends:
<<s Author>>How about we do a makeover?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>A makeover?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yes. I dress you up and give you the make-up treatment you deserve and you act out the main character who finds joy in following the status-quo. What do you think?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>That sounds interesting. How about we both do that?<</s>>
Her proposal is legitimate, but I didn't know how to feel about this. Watching was good enough. Did I want to join?
<<if $subdom lte 0>><<link "<img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Accept her proposal and join her">><<add "audience" 2>><<less "subdom" 1>><<less "smarts" 1>><<replace "#continue">>Deciding that she might have a point, I accept her proposal to join her in her portrayal and we start to get to work on ourselves, trying to bring out a great, compliant look.
Almost fighting for most vapid, we each reveal ourselves to <<light Leo>> at the end of it, who is stunned by our attractive appearances:
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/eva-bimbolook.jpg' height='500em' title='Eva'><img src='images/classes/music-project/eva-bimbolook2.jpg' height='500em' title='Me'></center>
Praising our appearances, he guides us as he starts filming the two of us, as we each give our best to follow his directions and give the most convincing portrayal of brainwashed bimbos.
//It really would be easier to just follow orders in life…//
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/eva-bimboth.jpg' width='500em'></center>
What we create is an absolutely riveting piece of art, as in our competition we both gave very convincing portrayals, confident that this music video will find a definite success.
<<link "That's all for now, let's just hang out" "Music Video Meeting">><<addhours 4>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'>Better it be only her">><<less "Eva" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#continue">><center><img src='images/classes/music-project/eva-bimbolook.jpg' height='500em'></center>
Opting out, and deciding to use her as the only model, I immediately get to work in transforming her into a great image of femininity and complacency, helping her embrace a more submissive posture and coaching her through it all.
A great model and an even greater submissive, she dutifully follows our directions as we tell her what to do and guide her as our talent.
The immaculate vibes carry over as she checks the footage, stunned by her great performance.
<<s Leo>>You did really great, Eva!<</s>>
Blushing, she takes the compliments we shower her with to heart, happy to have accepted this decision.
//A bit vapid, but that was kind of the point, no?//
I can't help but feel that there is something lacking. Wish I was courageous enough to join her in this portrayal…
<<link "That's all for now, let's just hang out" "Music Video Meeting">><<addhours 4>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><</if>>
<<if $alphabeta lte 4>><<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/fem.png'>Maybe Leo would be a better addition?">><<add "audience" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#continue">>Deciding that she might have a point, but not willing to bite the bullet myself, I suggest <<light Leo>> plays the part instead:
<<s Author>>What if <<light Leo>> is the other bimbo instead? It shows yet another level of complacency regardless of sex!<</s>>
<<light Eva>> enthusiastically agrees to the idea, while <<light Leo>> remains a bit hesitant.
<<s Author>>Come on, Leo! I know you'll look amazing wearing pink, feminine clothing… It's all for the part.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>All for the part…<</s>>
Dressing them up and applying their make-up, I later reveal them to one another:
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/eva-bimbolook.jpg' height='500em' title='Eva'><img src='images/classes/music-project/leo-bimbo.jpg' height='500em' title='Leo'></center>
Beyond attractive, the two of them are quick to inhabit their parts, as I expertly guide them through their performance and bring them to their best image, happy to be their director as they grow into their parts and start really acting vapid and gullible.
Their closeness and chemistry is undeniable as they let go of prejudices and simply play the parts they were given very convincingly. It is a joy seeing them so comfortable in their skins for once!
The footage will be great to edit in class tomorrow, and I am sure our choices will help bring in a larger audience.
<<link "That's all for now, let's just hang out" "Music Video Meeting">><<addhours 4>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Maybe Leo would be a better addition?" "He's not feminine enough">><</if>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Maybe we could transform Eva into the epitome of femininity, conforming her" "She's not submissive enough">><</if>>
<<if $alphabeta lte -3>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/fem.png'>We could all aim to be the same, by changing Leo to look more like us">><<add "audience" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#continue">>An idea formed in my mind, and I don't really know if it was the reason why I joined this group in the first place or why I accepted to follow that "conformity" path, but I decided this was a great time to push <<light Leo>> further along in his transformation.
<<s Author>>Alright, I have the perfect idea!<</s>>
<<s Eva>>What is it?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Well we both agree that the odd person out here and right now is Leo.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>What did I do?<</s>>
I laughed at his cute reaction.
<<s Author>>Nothing yet, that's the problem.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I'm confused.<</s>>
<<s Author>>It's easy. I intend to make you look more like us, a true replica, and in doing so show how someone simply follows the society they're placed in.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Wow! That's a great idea!<</s>>
Confused, <<light Leo>> tries to gather more information from me:
<<s Leo>>And how do you intend to do that?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Simple, really. We'll shave your legs and film us all matching in our feet. You're already as soft as we are, I'm sure it won't be so difficult!<</s>>
Jumping to action, <<light Eva>> grabs <<light Leo>>'s hand and brings him with her to the toilet, where she picks out the items for him to use.
Not willing to make a big deal out of it, or probably excited to see where this would take us, <<light Leo>> accepts her help and starts removing his leg hair.
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/leo-legshaving.jpg' width='500em'></center>
Slowly but methodologically getting rid of this masculine aspect, he eventually allows us to help him with the tricky parts, and ends up beautifully shaved, almost feminine in appearance.
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/leo-legsshaved.jpg' width='500em'></center>
The outcome is a beautiful appearance that we all smile at.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Tease him for a bit">><<add "Leo" 1>><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Deciding I cannot miss this opportunity to drive the point home, I choose to tease <<light Leo>> even more, tracing my fingers across his legs and complimenting him:
<<s Author>>Doesn't this feel great, natural, normal?<</s>>
He shudders at the touch, a small whimper escaping his mouth.
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/leo-legsshaved2.jpg' width='500em'></center>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Let's just get to work">><<replace "#choices">>I don't want to lose time.
<</replace>><</link>></div>
Moving on from this, we all decide the best way to start that shoot is to lay in bed and compare our legs, throwing them up against the headboard. The imagery is immediately enticing, attractive beyond words.
The idea might have even gotten lost somewhere as we start noticing that we might be too similar to truly sell the idea that there are male legs between us… //Oh well!//
<<light Eva>> and <<light Leo>> are both enjoying the fun times together, excited as they rub their feet together seductively for the camera.
<center><img src='images/classes/music-project/evaleo-legs.png' width='500em'></center>
<<link "That's all for now, let's just hang out" "Music Video Meeting">><<addhours 4>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "We could all aim to be the same, by changing Leo to look more like us" "He's not feminine enough">><</if>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif $musicchoice is 3>>/*Samuel and Eric Commercial Pop*/
<div id="continue"><img src="images/locations/park2.jpg" width="100%" position="center">
Grouped in the park and ready to start filming, <<light Samuel>>, <<light Eric>> and I were trying to figure out how to film this scene in the best way possible, knowing that people were starting to gather in that space a bit more and therefore might create some problems for us.
<<s Samuel>>I say we go to one of the lesser-known places of the park. Someplace where we can have some privacy.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>Aren't these places dangerous though?<</s>>
The worry on <<light Eric>>'s face was unmistakable, and I felt the same regarding these dangerous locations that I've heard so much of.
<<s Samuel>>Nonsense, you've got me so there's nothing to worry about.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>I don't know…<</s>>
Hesitation apparent, <<light Eric>> turned to me, trying to get me to join him in protest.
<<s Author>>Are we sure that it's safe to go there? What if someone attacked us or something?<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>Honestly you two, why would someone attack us? We're just students filming a small project there. Nothing more.<</s>>
<<s Author>>You have a point…<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>And as I said, worst case, y'all have me. I'll talk to them and sort things out if it comes to that.<</s>>
He made a strong argument, but it was ultimately my decision whether or not to risk it in such places.
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Stay here">><<add "Eric" 1>><<replace "#continue">>Not wanting to risk going to such untravelled locations, and afraid of what might be waiting for us there, I decided to stick to this more common and more traveled location, despite it contrasting with the idea for our music video. Safety was more important than a singular university project, I felt.
<<s Author>>Okay, let's just set up here and get to work. The sooner we finish the less we might clash with these people while filming.<</s>>
<<link "Continue">><<addmins 30>><<replace "#continue">>Taking our places in the middle of this wide space, we immediately got to shooting <<light Samuel>> in front of the camera, getting his parts as rapper in this song.
As we got to seeing the footage we had filmed, <<light Samuel>> pointed out a thing he had noticed:
<<s Samuel>>I know it's asking a lot, but I do believe that me being alone here doesn't help with the story and to sell the idea of the video clip.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>What do you suggest? Both of us are the musicians in this one, we better be together…<</s>>
He was referring to him and myself as I was faking playing an instrument.
<<s Samuel>>All rappers have girls around them playing the part of eye-candy. And let's be honest, <<print $name>> would look really good dancing around me as I sing.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>I don't know… That would change a lot in the story…<</s>>
A decision had to be made quickly, we didn't have time to lose over this argument.
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'>I'd rather play my instrument">><<less "Samuel" 1>><<add "Eric" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Not willing to put myself in such a compromising position, especially in such a public space, I decide to go with <<light Eric>> and follow the original plan, denying <<light Samuel>>.
Our friend goes back for another take as a rapper, singing to the camera, as <<light Eric>> and I direct him on what to do.
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Later, <<light Eric>> and I find another location to act out our scenes, a beautiful duet in the middle of an active park. Although the footage is not the best we could've gotten, we're confident we got what we needed for the day.
<<link "Continue" "Park">><<addhours 1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<if $smarts gte 20>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/cuck.png'><img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'>Convince Eric that Samuel is right">><<add "Samuel" 1>><<add "cuck" 1>><<add "Eric" 1>><<add "audience" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Willing to make some personal sacrifices for a better outcome in the video clip, I decide to accept <<light Samuel>>'s offer and agree to his proposal. But I needed <<light Eric>> to be on board.
<<s Author>>He's right, Eric. The more we work together the better it is. These shots are what will sell the film.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>What about our shots though?<</s>>
<<s Author>>You'll be the highlight of those, Eric! The artist behind the music!<</s>>
I could see a smile forming on his lips. He was in.
I rush <<light Samuel>> over to the front of the camera, ready to play the characters we just received. <<light Eric>> starts recording us.
<<light Samuel>> is quick to take control of the situation, starting his rap and groping me here and there, getting really into character.
Allowing myself to be taken by the activity, I decide to play the part I have accepted fully, an eye-candy to his dominant presence.
At one point, he whispers to me:
<<s Samuel>>People are watching, don't mind them. Go all out and the music video will look great.<</s>>
Looking around, I see the people walking by as they notice our filming, and feel the heat of their eyes on me. Dare I push it more and give this dominant man what he wants, or should I refrain myself from going with my animalistic instincts?
<div id="choices2"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/cuck.png'><img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/sexskill.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Go all out">><<add "Samuel" 1>><<add "cuck" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "sexskill" 1>><<add "audience" 1>><<add "arousal" 40>><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices2">><center><img src="images/classes/music-project/samuel-mv-naughty.jpg" height="100%"></center>
Taken by the naughtiness of it all and excited about what might come out of something like that, I decide to allow <<light Samuel>> more control over my body, as I help him remove his shirt and grind against him.
<<light Eric>>, watching along, tries following us with his camera, capturing the action as we continue our naughty action with one another next to almost strangers.
The naughtiness of it all starts getting to me as I feel myself heating up, grinding against this superior man as he manhandles me entirely, a truly impressive image for the music video we're creating.
Following his lead, I demurely listen to <<light Samuel>> as he takes me to an even more public space, playing with my body for the camera as <<light Eric>> watches on in rapt attention.
<center><img src="images/classes/music-project/samuel-mv-naughty2.jpg" max-width="80%"></center>
The feeling of control he has over me, the excitement of it all, the naughtiness of the action, all combine and grow to bring out a submissive nature I haven't felt before. I felt hot and bothered, and was sure to be spending fun times later tonight in bed.
<<link "Continue" "Park">><<addhours 1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/close.png'>Control Myself">><<less "Samuel" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#choices2">><center> <img src="images/classes/music-project/samuel-mv-tame.jpg" height="100%"></center>
Not willing to push myself to the limit like that, shy, embarrassed maybe, I decided to just give a demure public performance, accepting only what needed to be done in order to get a good music video.
The outcome is quite convincing after all as we all look at the footage we had collected, people still giving us side glances as they settle in for the day.
<<link "Continue" "Park">><<addhours 1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/cuck.png'><img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'>Samuel is right">><<add "Samuel" 1>><<add "cuck" 1>><<less "Eric" 1>><<add "audience" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Willing to make some personal sacrifices for a better outcome in the video clip, I decide to accept <<light Samuel>>'s offer and agree to his proposal.
As <<light Eric>> tries to argue against it, I rush <<light Samuel>> over to the front of the camera, and order my white friend to start recording.
<<light Samuel>> is quick to take control of the situation, starting his rap and groping me here and there, getting really into character.
Allowing myself to be taken by the activity, I decide to play the part I have accepted fully, an eye-candy to his dominant presence.
At one point, he whispers to me:
<<s Samuel>>People are watching, don't mind them. Go all out and the music video will look great.<</s>>
Looking around, I see the people walking by as they notice our filming, and feel the heat of their eyes on me. Dare I push it more and give this dominant man what he wants, or should I refrain myself from going with my animalistic instincts?
<div id="choices2"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/cuck.png'><img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/sexskill.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Go all out">><<add "Samuel" 1>><<add "cuck" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "sexskill" 1>><<add "audience" 1>><<add "arousal" 40>><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices2">><center><img src="images/classes/music-project/samuel-mv-naughty.jpg" height="100%"></center>
Taken by the naughtiness of it all and excited about what might come out of something like that, I decide to allow <<light Samuel>> more control over my body, as I help him remove his shirt and grind against him.
<<light Eric>>, watching along, tries following us with his camera, capturing the action as we continue our naughty action with one another next to almost strangers.
The naughtiness of it all starts getting to me as I feel myself heating up, grinding against this superior man as he manhandles me entirely, a truly impressive image for the music video we're creating.
Following his lead, I demurely listen to <<light Samuel>> as he takes me to an even more public space, playing with my body for the camera as <<light Eric>> watches on defeated.
<center><img src="images/classes/music-project/samuel-mv-naughty2.jpg" width="80%"></center>
The feeling of control he has over me, the excitement of it all, the naughtiness of the action, all combine and grow to bring out a submissive nature I haven't felt before. I felt hot and bothered, and was sure to be spending fun times later tonight in bed.
<<link "Continue" "Park">><<addhours 1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/close.png'>Control Myself">><<less "Samuel" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#choices2">><center> <img src="images/classes/music-project/samuel-mv-tame.jpg" max-height="100%"></center>
Not willing to push myself to the limit like that, shy, embarrassed maybe, I decided to just give a demure public performance, accepting only what needed to be done in order to get a good music video.
The outcome is quite convincing after all as we all look at the footage we had collected, people still giving us side glances as they settle in for the day.
<<link "Continue" "Park">><<addhours 1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>><</if>></div><</replace>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<if $subdom lte -5 or $open gte 15>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Let's go there">><<add "audience" 1>><<add "Samuel" 1>><<replace "#continue">>There was a decision that needed to be made, a grade that needed to be had, and a thrill that needed to be fulfilled. Throwing caution to the side, I felt compelled to accept <<light Samuel>>'s proposal, feeling safe with the two of them to discover areas I have only heard of in the past.
<center><img src="images/classes/music-project/ericsamuel-walkinpark.jpg" width="100%"></center>
<<s Eric>>Isn't this one of these other locations that the mafia had control over?<</s>>
We were walking towards our destination side by side when <<light Eric>> decided to speak up and ask his questions.
<<s Samuel>>From what I've heard, these are just rumors.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I'm not sure about that…<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>I know I'm new to town, but people talk. The mafia didn't have that big of an influence in these parts.<</s>>
I was skeptical about <<light Samuel>>'s information.
<<s Author>>What if this is only a rumor you heard?<</s>>
Teasing the big guy, I laughed as I saw him trying to counter my argument.
<<s Samuel>>Regardless, I think you will be happy to see that it is now safe to be there, whether there was a mafia that ran the place or not.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>I hope you're right. My mom would kill me if something happened to us.<</s>>
<<link "Continue">><<addmins 30>><<replace "#continue">>Settling ourselves in a secluded area far from the mainstream eye, we find ourselves taking position in a somehow decrepit location, odd-looking with a weird stench.
The location is fascinating to see as we discover all the beautiful art on the walls there and explore everything that it has to offer with <<light Eric>>'s camera.
The tension is palpable in the air, as I keep looking around me to make sure we aren't being followed or bothered.
<<s Samuel>>Don't worry. I'm here.<</s>>
Sensing my uneasiness, <<light Samuel>> puts his arm around me, trying to comfort me as Eric keeps filming the corners of the location with the camera.
<<s Samuel>>Alright, time for you to take your spot in front of the camera, <<print $name>>.<</s>>
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Taking my place in front of the camera in my skimpy clothing (that's the rap style I guess), I start shyly acting out the part for my friends, allowing <<light Eric>> to shoot me as I play around in the location, entranced by the place and the style that we are going for. <<light Samuel>> keeps directing me as I follow his lead.
Shortly thereafter, our noise seems to grab the attention of someone nearby, who approaches us, still looking from a distance.
Still respecting the distance, he keeps looking at us as I stand there, afraid of what might happen. Neither of my friends notice his presence, but I know he's there.
<<s Samuel>>Alright, <<print $name>>. What we have is good, but I think you can do more. Come on, give me everything you got!<</s>>
//He doesn't see him!//
<div id="choices2">Unsure of what I should do, I think of the different options I have:
<<if $subdom gte 5 or $open gte 20>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Keep acting for the camera and the stranger to see">><<add "open" 2>><<add "Samuel" 1>><<add "Eric" 1>><<add "audience" 1>><<add "arousal" 40>><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>Putting caution and shame aside, I start my naughty dance in front of the stranger, wanting for him to see me act out the character I am playing for him. I somehow even ignore the device and my friend, putting effort in turning on this relative stranger, and surprise myself with the actions I begin taking.
<img src="images/classes/music-project/samuel-mv-hidden.jpg" height="100%" position="center">
Jutting out my ass to the camera, I look back and notice the naughty observer rubbing his pants as he looks at me from where he is, entranced in my performance. The power I feel over his reactions is intoxicating, as I start shaking my ass to the beat of the imaginary music, followed closely by my male colleagues.
Loving the attention, the naughtiness of the whole thing, the taboo aspect of it all, I keep going until <<light Samuel>> calls it off after a while, congratulating me on my performance.
As I look to the trees where the stranger had been observing, I notice him missing, and feel somewhat sad (relieved? I'm not sure) about his disappearance.
<<light Eric>> additionally praises my performance, neither of them aware of the taboo I just broke, or the effect it has been having between my legs.
<<link "Continue" "Park">><<addhours 1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Keep acting for the camera and the stranger to see" "Not dominant<img src='images/icons/dom.png'> or open<img src='images/icons/open.png'> enough">><</if>>
<<link "Point out the stranger and let them deal with it">><<replace "#choices2">>I stop acting for the camera, not wanting to risk any more of the action. As they both frustratingly try to understand my reaction, I point out the stranger to them:
<<s Author>>I don't think we should keep going.<</s>>
The stranger, taking this as his cue to intervene, walks forward to talk:
<<s Bekham>>Don't mind me y'all. Keep doing what you were.<</s>>
Stunned, I look at my friends for guidance. <<light Samuel>> jumps to the occasion:
<<s Samuel>>You heard the guy. Let's keep going.<</s>>
<<light Eric>>, sensing my uneasiness, speaks up as well.
<<s Eric>>Maybe it's better if we take the action someplace else.<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>No. This is the perfect spot for us. Come on <<print $name>>, you can do this!<</s>>
<div id="choices3">Was I willing to put myself on the line like that for the project? In front of a complete stranger?
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/cuck.png'>Follow Samuel's lead">><<add "Samuel" 1>><<add "audience" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "cuck" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "arousal" 40>><<replace "#choices3">>I look into <<light Samuel>>'s eyes, and something about his confidence and the way he looks at me stirs a silent feeling inside.
Throwing caution to the side, and trusting his leadership, I start slowly going back into character as I allow myself to forget about the stranger, instead concentrating on the camera in front of me.
<<s Samuel>>Start rolling.<</s>>
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Putting my body on the line, I start revealing more and more of myself to the camera, as I follow <<light Samuel>>'s leadership. His voice, strong, commanding, reassuring, guides me as I continue to tease not only the camera but also the perfect stranger who had slowly been approaching us.
<<light Eric>>, still holding the camera and watching me through its lens, is as stunned as I am when both <<light Samuel>> and the stranger approach me from both sides of the frame.
<<s Samuel>>Just follow our lead, don't think about it too much.<</s>>
I trust him, and keep at my dance, revealing more and more.
<<s Bekham>>Girl you're hot.<</s>> The man's breath travels across my skin as he gets dangerously close to me, and I feel myself get goosebumps all over my soft body, ready to submit and listen to their commands.
<<light Samuel>> pushes me further, his hands traveling across my skin as he grabs hold of my top.
Slowly, confidently, he pulls it down, revealing my nipples to the camera and a stunned <<light Eric>> who does nothing but watch and record.
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The excitement is immense, as I mindlessly allow them free reign over my body, revealing myself like a common-
<<s Eric>>Hey guys maybe it's best if we stop…<</s>>
I don't know whether I should curse or thank my old friend as he pulls me out of my reverie, breaking the unmistakable sexual tension that we were all feeling.
<<s Samuel>>You're right.<</s>> Turning to the stranger, <<light Samuel>> continues: <<s Samuel>>Hope you liked that, dude.<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>Very much. Girl you're more than welcome here anytime!<</s>>
I blush as I gather myself and put my clothes back on, somewhat still excited about the whole thing, and considering the offer despite the wrongness of it all.
<<s Author>>You're welcome.<</s>>
Taking our leave, we all decide to leave the stranger behind as we head away from the secluded location, proud of the footage we had collected.
<<link "Continue" "Park">><<addhours 1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/cuck.png'>Have Eric do something">><<add "Eric" 1>><<add "Samuel" 1>><<add "cuck" 1>><<add "audience" 1>><<add "arousal" 20>><<replace "#choices3">>Looking at <<light Eric>>, I implore him with my eyes to do something about the stranger since <<light Samuel>> obviously doesn't want to get involved.
Sighing, <<light Eric>> folds:
<<s Eric>>Okay, how much do you want?<</s>>
The stranger is put off by his request.
<<s Eric>>How much for you to leave?<</s>> My friend reiterates himself.
<<s Bekham>>I wanna see her body, that's how much I want.<</s>>
Assessing the person in front of him, <<light Eric>> pulls out a 50 bill from his pocket.
<<s Eric>>I'll pay you 50. Is that good enough?<</s>>
<<light Samuel>> wants to intervene, but is cut off shortly by the unnamed person in front of us.
<<s Bekham>>Make that a 100 and I'll take my leave.<</s>> An unmistakable smile forms on his face.
As <<light Eric>> turns to look at me, his decision is quickly made when he sees me imploring him with my eyes still. He sighs and pulls out another 50 from his wallet.
Taking courageous steps towards the stranger, he hands over the money with confidence.
<<s Eric>>Now if you'll excuse us, we have work to do.<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>You won't even see me the whole day. I know exactly where I am spending those.<</s>>
Leaving us alone, the stranger walks away, money in hand and a huge smile on his face. I'm sure my boobs wouldn't have brought him this much joy.
<<link "Continue">><<replace "continue">>That dealt with, <<light Samuel>> is quick to retake control, tanking <<light Eric>> for his action and ordering him to go back to filming.
I breathe a small thank you to <<light Eric>> before going back to my performance.
Not as excited as before but slowly getting back into the groove, I allow myself to be directed by <<light Samuel>> as I perform yet again for the recording device.
Excited, I slowly find myself pushing my limits, despite still looking around to make sure the stranger is not there to observe me undressing myself so publicly.
<center><img src="images/classes/music-project/samuel-mv-hidden.jpg" height="100%"></center>
While my arousal does arrive, although a bit late, I feel relieved to be doing this with trusted individuals, thankful for <<light Eric>> dealing with the stranger.
As we decide to end our shoot and rest for the day, I can feel myself relieved from the end of it all, yet excited it actually happened.
<<link "Continue" "Park">><<addhours 1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/close.png'>Better leave">><<less "Samuel" 1>><<less "audience" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<add "Eric" 1>><<replace "#choices3">>Very uneasy with the whole situation, and feeling particularly vulnerable in such a location, I decide to call it quits.
<center><img src="images/classes/music-project/player-rejection.jpg" height="100%"></center>
<<s Author>>No let's just go.<</s>>
Collecting ourselves and our items, we all leave this secluded place for someplace brighter, to the frustration of <<light Samuel>>.
<<s Samuel>>It could have worked out. Why are you such a prude?<</s>>
I felt hurt by his comment, but thought it better not to answer him.
<<s Samuel>>Now we don't have enough footage for the music video.<</s>>
<<light Eric>>, wanting to help and defend me, speaks up: <<s Eric>>It's okay. We'll make do with what we have.<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>Yeah right.<</s>>
Obviously angry at the turn of events, <<light Samuel>> bids us farewell and goes his own way. I decide to separate from <<light Eric>> as well.
<<s Author>>Sorry about this whole thing.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>It's okay. I don't understand how he expected you to do stuff like that, let alone in front of a complete stranger!<</s>>
Compassionate as always, he helps me calm down before we each go our separate way.
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<<elseif $musicchoice is 4>>/*Samuel and Eric Instrumental Artistic*/
<div id="continue"><center><img src="images/locations/park2.jpg" width="100%"></center>
Grouped in the park and ready to start filming, <<light Samuel>>, <<light Eric>> and I were trying to figure out how to film this scene in the best way possible, knowing that people were starting to gather in that space a bit more and therefore might create some problems for us.
<<s Samuel>>I say we go to one of the lesser-known places of the park. Someplace where we can have some privacy.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>Aren't these places dangerous though?<</s>>
The worry on <<light Eric>>'s face was unmistakable, and I felt the same regarding these dangerous locations that I've heard so much of.
<<s Samuel>>Nonsense, you've got me so there's nothing to worry about.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>I don't know…<</s>>
Hesitation apparent, <<light Eric>> turned to me, trying to get me to join him in protest.
<<s Author>>Are we sure that it's safe to go there? What if someone attacked us or something?<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>Honestly you two, why would someone attack us? We're just students filming a small project there. Nothing more.<</s>>
<<s Author>>You have a point…<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>And as I said, worst case, y'all have me. I'll talk to them and sort things out if it comes to that.<</s>>
He made a strong argument, but it was ultimately my decision whether or not to risk it in such places.
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Stay here">><<add "Eric" 1>><<replace "#continue">>Not wanting to risk going to such untravelled locations, and afraid of what might be waiting for us there, I decided to stick to this more common and more traveled location, despite it contrasting with the idea for our music video. Safety was more important than a singular university project, I felt.
<<s Author>>Okay, let's just set up here and get to work. The sooner we finish the less we might clash with these people while filming.<</s>>
<<link "Continue">><<addmins 30>><<replace "#continue">>Setting up in the middle of a commonly visited hill collected us a few stares as <<light Eric>> had started training on his flute while <<light Samuel>> and I set up the camera.
The vibes were good between the three of us, but eventually we noticed a small issue with our setup, as we pressed record.
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<<light Eric>> was surprisingly good with the flute, gathering attention a bit easier than expected, which meant people were constantly blocking off the camera to watch him play. And while it would have looked good for a common video, it didn't work as a music video.
//Damn his talent!//
Eventually we settle for a decent shot, despite it not bringing us the footage we were hoping for.
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<<if $subdom lte -5 or $open gte 15>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Let's go there">><<add "audience" 1>><<add "Samuel" 1>><<replace "#continue">>There was a decision that needed to be made, a grade that needed to be had, and a thrill that needed to be fulfilled. Throwing caution to the side, I felt compelled to accept <<light Samuel>>'s proposal, feeling safe with the two of them to discover areas I have only heard of in the past.
<center><img src="images/classes/music-project/ericsamuel-walkinpark.jpg" width="100%"></center>
<<s Eric>>Isn't this one of these other locations that the mafia had control over?<</s>>
We were walking towards our destination side by side when <<light Eric>> decided to speak up and ask his questions.
<<s Samuel>>From what I've heard, these are just rumors.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I'm not sure about that…<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>I know I'm new to town, but people talk. The mafia didn't have that big of an influence in these parts.<</s>>
I was skeptical about <<light Samuel>>'s information.
<<s Author>>What if this is only a rumor you heard?<</s>>
Teasing the big guy, I laughed as I saw him trying to counter my argument.
<<s Samuel>>Regardless, I think you will be happy to see that it is now safe to be there, whether there was a mafia that ran the place or not.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>I hope you're right. My mom would kill me if something happened to us.<</s>>
<<link "Continue">><<addmins 30>><<replace "#continue">><center><img src="images/classes/music-project/eric-instrumentalmv.jpg" width="100%"></center>
Having set up in a secluded area of the park, not commonly visited and quite at a distance, we had <<light Eric>> center-camera as <<light Samuel>> was directing him, telling him what to do.
<<s Samuel>>That's it, give me more emotions!<</s>>
Leading the charge, <<light Samuel>> gave his orders, as <<light Eric>> followed his lead. There was something oddly appealing about seeing that happen.
After that shot, <<light Samuel>> chooses to change tact:
<<s Samuel>>Now we'll film you from the back as you play your flute. I need you to give it your all, and don't turn. The emotions need to show through your body language.<</s>>
Despite it being odd, <<light Eric>> simply listened to him and followed his lead, setting up with his instrument as <<light Samuel>> led me and the camera to behind our talent.
<<s Samuel>>Now we have around 3 minutes before he turns back again.<</s>> He whispers in my ear. <<s Samuel>>What will you do about it?<</s>>
It was obvious that <<light Samuel>> wanted to play around. Why else would he have pushed for us to get there?
The question was whether I was ready or not to fool around myself.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/close.png'>Ignore his approach">><<add "audience" 2>><<less "Samuel" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Not ready to engage in these games, I decide to turn my back to him and keep supporting my friend <<light Eric>>, directing him to give more emotion, and overall improving the outcome of the footage we're collecting. This no doubt infuriates <<light Samuel>>, who, as soon as the shot is taken, decides to call it a day.
<<s Samuel>>Well, that was good enough. Good job Eric.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>Thanks!<</s>>
We each end up going our seperate way, and I feel saddened that I didn't have the courage to do something about the attractive guy's offer.
<<link "Leave" "Park">><<addhours 1>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<if $Samuel gte 5>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/sexskill.png'>Start kissing him">><<add "Samuel" 1>><<add "sexskill" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "arousal" 40>><<replace "#choices">>Attracted to the impressive person in front of me and wanting to fool around for a bit, knwoing that the odds of us being found out are close to none, I slowly inch closer to him, placing a hand on his shoulder as I bring myself to him.
Following my lead, and equally excited, he grabd my waist, pulling me closer to him.
<<s Samuel>>You're so hot.<</s>> His whisper sends shivers down my spine as I see his eyes devouring my lips, ready to pounce on me.
<<s Eric>>What?<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>Nothing, Eric! Keep going.<</s>>
I laugh at the awkwardness of the situation, but as he turns his eyes back towards me, his attack is almost immediate, lips crashing against mine. Overwhelmed, I struggle to keep up, his tongue explorative as his expertise shows. His forceful, domineering style is a huge turn-on as I try to match his energy, slowly finding myself back on track.
<<if $sexskill gte 10>>Soon, I truly find my footing, distracting him with a roaming hand down his frontside, exploring the front of his pants. This has the effect of slowing him down as the pant he elicits gives me the opening I need to lead a kissing assault of my own. The heat of the moment also getting to me, I could feel my womanhood dampen.<<else>>Lost in the sensations and simply following his lead, I could feel myself getting weaker and weaker in the knees, overwhelmed by the sentiment. It didn't help that his exploring hands were rubbing me in all the right places, keeping me up as I felt my panties dampen a bit.<</if>>
In the background, <<light Eric>> kept playing his flute, a beautiful accompaniement to this naughty stolen kiss. As he neared the end of his rendition, <<light Samuel>> and I seperated from each other, still looking at one another in the eyes.
<<s Eric>>So how was that?<</s>>
Catching my breath, and still looking at the hunk in front of me, I speak up.
<<s Author>>That was great.<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>Yes it was.<</s>>
We smile at each other, and <<light Eric>>, unaware of what had happened, smiles with us.
//God Samuel is amazing.//
Eventually, we each go our seperate way, as the memories of this naughty encounter play in my mind.
<<link "Leave" "Park">><<addhours 1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Start kissing him" "I don't like him like that.">><</if>>
<<if $subdom lte -8>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/cuck.png'>Follow his lead">><<add "audience" 2>><<add "Samuel" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "arousal" 40>><<add "cuck" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Eager to please, and excited at the naughty prospects of such an encounter, I whisper back:
<<s Author>>What do you want me to do about it?<</s>>
Smiling, he pounces on me, turning me around and groping my breasts from behind.
The sudden attack makes me gasp, as I try to deal with the sensations suddenly coursing through my body.
<<s Eric>>Is everything alright?<</s>>
My soft gasp must have alarmed him. I was quick to answer: <<s Author>>All good, Eric. Just keep playing.<</s>>
Whispering in my ear as his chin now rested against my exposed shoulder, <<light Samuel>> sounded off:
<<s Samuel>>Good girl.<</s>>
His words sent shivers down my spine, as I felt my nipples hardening, his expert hands softly rubbin gthem across my top. Moans escaped my mouth, and wanting to conceal their cause from the unaware <<light Eric>>, I softly said:
<<s Author>>Yes... That's it.<</s>>
Eager to please, and now wanting to perform even better, <<light Eric>> continued his music as the black guy behind me allowed his other hand to drift south towards my skirt, slowly snaking its way underneath.
Resting over my panties, his hand expertly starts rubbing my mound, the other also snaking its way under my top, explorative.
The sensations overwhelming, I lose myself in the moment, knees bucking as I allow myself to rest against his muscular body, forgetting my friend's tune and trying to match <<light Samuel>>'s breathing.
The intense buildup however, reaches a stopping point, as <<light Eric>> plays his final few notes.
Letting go of my body, <<light Samuel>> adjusts himself, leaving me to deal with my disheveled clothing and panting stature all on my own. I could feel his soft chuckle as I rushed to fix myself before our friend turned towards us.
<<s Eric>>Is everything okay?<</s>>
<<light Eric>>, having turned now, looked at me as he asked his question. I tried to control my breathing as I turned towards <<light Samuel>>.
<<s Author>>Yes, that was amazing!<</s>>
<<light Eric>>, despite feeling something was off, couldn't help but smile at the compliment, unaware that he wasn't its recipient.
//What a naughty thought!//
Eventually, we each had to go our seperate way. I couldn't wait for class tomorrow when we got to see the footage we collected!
<<link "Leave" "Park">><<addhours 1>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Follow his lead" "Not submissive<img src='images/icons/sub.png'> enough">><</if>></div>
<</replace>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Let's go there" "Not submissive<img src='images/icons/sub.png'> or open<img src='images/icons/open.png'> enough">><</if>>
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<</if>><<if visited(passage()) is 1>>I had chosen<<light Yara>>and <<light Eva>>as partners for the clothing group project. Them being both close friends meant I was at a comfort in work and I knew they'd each bring an interesting idea to the table.
We found each other and started our meeting.<<light Yara>>was quick to leading the conversation, a natural leader as always.
<<s Yara>>You guys I am so excited to be doing this with you! The two smartest girls in the class!<</s>>
<<s Author>>Don't be so hard on yourself, you've got brains too!<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Oh definitely, I'm smarter than the both of you combined!<</s>>
I laugh at the joke, but the way she said it so convincingly... Does she actually believe it?
<<s Yara>>Anyway, what do you girls think we should be working on? It's gotta be something empowering.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Well I'm already pretty sure the other groups will go for something historical, old, and a civilization not at all like ours.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I can already see Leo wanting to talk about the Greeks.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>That is why we'll do something futuristic?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>No, the assignment is still tied to history.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Exactly. So we don't have to go all the way back.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>That's correct. We could look into something more recent.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>The 60s then. Sex, drugs, freedom. There's a lot we can do.<</s>>
I look at<<light Eva>>, seeing the hesitation on her face. The 60s is a good topic though...
<div id="choices">The choice needed to be made whether or not I agree with that theme.
<<link "60s it is!">><<add "Yara" 1>><<less "Eva" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>The 60's sounds like a great idea. Count me in<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I'm not sure drugs is the rig-<</s>><<light Yara>> is quick to cut her off:
<<s Yara>>It's two to one! Decision has been made. Thanks $name for agreeing with the leader.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Oh you're the leader?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Duh! Who else would be?<</s>>
<div id="choices2"><<link "You're right, you are">><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices2">><<s Author>>You're right. You're the leader.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Good. We're all on the same page. Right Eva?<</s>>
<<light Eva>>nods in compliance.<<light Yara>>smiles.
//She really has leadership qualities.//
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "I thought we were a democracy">><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices2">><<s Author>>I thought we were a democracy.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Democracies vote for their leader.<</s>>
<<s Author>>We voted for your idea. Don't get ahead of yourself.<</s>>
<<light Eva>>smiles a bit at my position. I can't help but feel a tingle of joy for standing up for myself like that.
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Something else would be better">><<add "Eva" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Maybe we can explore something else instead?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I agree, something not tied to drugs and this kind of stuff might be-<</s>>
<<light Yara>>cuts her off.
<<s Yara>>Look you two, I appreciate your brains and everything, but you gotta go out of your shell sometimes. You might be smart in reading your books and getting grades, but you gotta start finding out how the world works.
Our parents were born around the 60s, it's their culture, and it's how the world was at its peak. I'm sure these books of yours don't teach you that but it's the truth.<</s>>
Some things she was saying were right. The rest...
<<s Yara>>I don't care to argue with you and give you all the arguments in the world. Researching about this stage in time will do you good. Trust me.<</s>>
There was no arguing<<light Yara>>when she was convinced of something, so we both decided to let it go. I also didn't want to be on her bad side.
//The 60s might be a good idea after all...//
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>><div id="continue"><center>~The 1960s was one of the most tumultuous and divisive decades in world history. The era was marked by the civil rights movement, the Vietnam War and antiwar protests, countercultural movements, political assassinations and the emerging "generation gap."~</center>
Researching this decade among the books of the school library,<<light Eva>>and myself were diving in books trying to understand what made the decade so special and what costumes we could come up with for our project.
<<light Yara>>, as usual, was guiding us through it, bringing us books to read and asking questions that none of us would've thought to ask
<<s Yara>>Can you imagine how crazy these times were?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>And unsafe...<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Yeah sure, because they weren't as educated.<br>I'm pretty sure if we redid the 60s now we'd do it 100 times better.<</s>>
<<s Author>>It wouldn't be called the 60s anymore. It'd be the 20s.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Duh. What do you think I am, stupid?<</s>>
<<light Eva>>and myself look at each other in understanding.
<<s Yara>>Bitches one day I'll be hiring smart people to do my job for me. Now that's real brains.<</s>>
//Can't argue with that.//
<<s Yara>>So do we have a clothing theme?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Well according to these books the 60s were marked with a theme of counterculture. Breaking the norms and dressing differently. That's why their clothing was over the top and colorful.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>So we could do something along these lines, make sure we break the norms and by doing so create something people will really appreciate.<</s>>
<<s Author>>That sounds like a plan. But what exactly?<</s>>
The ringing bell stops us from discussing things further. I guess we will have to let the decision go till next time...
<<link "continue">><<set $evamessage to 1>><<replace "#continue">>As I walk down the corridor leading to the main hall of the school, I am interrupted by<<light Yara>>who holds my hand.
<<s Yara>>I have an idea on what we can do, but I need your help.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Sure, what is it?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>I think we should be pimps and prostitutes.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Are you serious? You want us to dress like prostitutes?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Nothing of the sort. I want to dress Eva up like one, and us her pimps.<</s>>
<<s Author>>What's the meaning of this?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Think about it. It perfectly represents the idea of freedom, of sexuality, and of what that decade was all about.<br>It is also empowering that we are female pimps!<</s>>
<<s Author>>I don't know if it's the right choice...<</s>>
<<s Yara>>You don't have to make your decision right now, but trust me when I say that this idea will be revolutionary and will get us a high grade.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I'll think about it.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Talk to Eva, send her a message or something, and I'll meet you next monday to get your news.<</s>>
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
</div><<elseif visited(passage()) is 3>><<set $costumemeeting1 to true>><div id="continue">Today was our final meeting before the presentation, and we still had to work on our costumes. Following last week's events and my texting with<<light Eva>>, we had finally settled on <<if $costumechoice is 3>>dressing up as hippies from the 60s<<elseif $costumechoice is 4>>dressing up as adventurous harlots and pimps of the time<</if>>.
We had decided we'd make the choice of material this session, then meet up during the weekend to fix the costumes.
At the end of the day, it all came down to whether or not we could afford a large quantity of material or not, or even if we wanted to. Less material meant we had to show some skin, and that was something<<light Yara>>was really looking forward to. The choice was ultimately mine on whether or not I wanted to invest money in more decent clothes.
<div id="choices"><<link "Don't pay more than I need to">><<add "Yara" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<less "Eva" 1>><<set $clothingprice to false>><<replace "#choices">>//Why bother paying for something I will only wear once? Plus showing some skin isn't that bad, right?//
Choosing to forego payment, I accept the fact that we will be wearing skimpy clothes, a more accurate representation of the times we're portraying.
Excited for the work on the costumes which we had already started, I was looking forward to finishing them up on Sunday.
<<link "continue">><<replace "#continue">>Leaving class while thinking of my project, I am approached by <<light Julio>>.
<<s Julio>>Hey $name you got a moment?<</s>>
I stop, facing the guy. He's the one on <<light Leo>>'s group for this project.
<<s Author>>Everything okay?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>All great! I'm excited to see what you'll do with your project, Yara was telling me about it.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Oh thanks!<</s>>
<<s Julio>>I wanted to ask you for a favor in my own project.<</s>>
<<s Author>>How can I help you?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>I am trying to convince Leo of changing a bit in the project and dressing up as a second class citizen. The designs for those are much more interesting than the dull white garbs that philosophers wear. Which is what he wants...
Think you can convince him otherwise?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I don't know... Leo really likes his philosophy.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Of that I'm sure. I just think I can do more, and I know you'd be the right push. What do you say?<</s>>
<div id="leochoice"><<s Author>>
<<link "Agree to help">><<set $leomessage to 2>><<replace "#leochoice">><<s Author>>Alright, I'll send him a message and see what I can do.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Thank you! You'll see, it'll be amazing!<</s>>
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'>Decline his request">><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#leochoice">><<s Author>>I'm not sure I want to change his mind. It's not worth it.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>I see. Thanks anyway.<</s>>
Walking away dejected, I'm worried if I made the right choice not joining their group in the first place.<<light Leo>>must feel pressured...
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><</s>></div><</replace>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<if $money >= 25>><<link "<img src='images/icons/cash-loss.png'>Pay for better clothing">><<less "money" 25>><<less "open" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<set $clothingprice to true>><<replace "#choices">>//We're a high school. Wearing costumes that show skin will be against our morals.//
I decide to put in a large sum of my own money to make sure we can afford an actual costume, and not a fake reason to be naughty or whatever these two want to believe.
I hope I can stay on that choice on Sunday, when we finalize our costumes.
<<link "continue">><<replace "#continue">>Leaving class while thinking of my project, I am approached by <<light Julio>>.
<<s Julio>>Hey <<print $name>> you got a moment?<</s>>
I stop, facing the guy. He's the one on <<light Leo>>'s group for this project.
<<s Author>>Everything okay?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>All great! I'm excited to see what you'll do with your project, Yara was telling me about it.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Oh thanks!<</s>>
<<s Julio>>I wanted to ask you for a favor in my own project.<</s>>
<<s Author>>How can I help you?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>I am trying to convince Leo of changing a bit in the project and dressing up as a second class citizen. The designs for those are much more interesting than the dull white garbs that philosophers wear. Which is what he wants...
Think you can convince him otherwise?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I don't know... Leo really likes his philosophy.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Of that I'm sure. I just think I can do more, and I know you'd be the right push. What do you say?<</s>>
<div id="leochoice">
<<link "Agree to help">><<set $leomessage to 2>><<replace "#leochoice">><<s Author>>Alright, I'll send him a message and see what I can do.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Thank you! You'll see, it'll be amazing!<</s>>
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Decline his request">><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#leochoice">><<s Author>>I'm not sure I want to change his mind. It's not worth it.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>I see. Thanks anyway.<</s>>
Walking away dejected, I'm worried if I made the right choice not joining their group in the first place.<<light Leo>>must feel pressured...
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Pay for better clothing" "I can't afford it">><</if>></div>
<</if>><<nobr>><<if $valentine.has('Announcement') and $valentine.count("Announced") is 0>><<RE 'valentine/announcement.jpg'>>My arrival at school today is met with a completely different decoration. I notice a bunch of <<link "flyers" "Valentine Announcement">><<addmins 30>><</link>> being passed around, and pick one up.<</RE>>
<<elseif $blackonly.has('Statement') and $blackonlyjerome.count('Statement') gt 0>><<RE 'character/jerome.jpg'>>'As I find myself hanging around the corridors of the school, I am approached by my friend <<link "Jerome" "Jerome Statement Talk">><<addmins 30>><<pickup $blackonlyjerome 'Statement' 1>><<add "Jerome" 1>><</link>><</RE>>
<<elseif $corruption lte 100>><<if $club.has("DebateProposal")>><<set $schoolrandom to 2>><<else>><<set $schoolrandom to random(1, 7)>><</if>>
<<switch $schoolrandom>><<case 1>><<RE "classes/randomschoolevent2.jpg">>I arrive at school. Everyone seems to be happy and greets me kindly.<</RE>>
<<case 2>><<if $club.has("DebateProposal Accepted")>><<RE "character/ria.jpg">><<light Ria>> smiles at me as she sees me wandering the school corridors.<br><<s Ria>>See you on Monday!<</s>><</RE>><<elseif $club.has("DebateProposal Denied")>><<RE "character/ria.jpg">><<light Ria>> sees me in the corridors of the school and all but ignores me. Guess that's what I get for denying her offer to join the debate club...<</RE>><<elseif $club.has("DebateProposal")>><<RE "character/ria.jpg">>As I wander the school corridors, I am approached by an interesting-looking individual. She wants to <<link "talk" "Debate Club Introduction">><<drop $club "DebateProposal" 1>><<addmins 10>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>>.<</RE>><<else>><<RE "classes/randomschoolevent2.jpg">>I arrive at school. Everyone seems to be happy and greets me kindly.<</RE>><</if>>
<<case 3>><<RE "character/eric.jpg">><<if $metEric is false>>As I make my way through the school doors, I see a stranger smiling at me, ready to say hi.<br>Maybe I can <<link "talk to him?" "Eric">><<addmins 30>><</link>><<elseif $valentine.hasAny('flowery dress', 'yellow dress', 'red dress') and $valentine.hasAll('ericchoosed', 'Approach') and visited("Eric Valentine Talk") is 1>><<link "Eric is approaching me nervously" "Eric Valentine Talk">><<addmins 30>><</link>><<elseif $metEric is true>>I notice <<light Eric>> at a distance as he says hello to me before turning to a friend to continue talking to them.<</if>><</RE>>
<<case 4>><<if $metellis is true and $club.count("Bathroom Discovery") is 0>><<RE "classes/washroom.jpg">>I remember our HRC conversation with <<light Ellis>> and decide to wander around the school corridors, reaching the bathrooms on the <<link "third floor" "LGBT Bathroom Discovery">><<addmins 30>><</link>>.<</RE>><<else>><<RE "classes/randomschoolevent2.jpg">>I arrive at school. Everyone seems to be happy and greets me kindly.<</RE>><</if>>
<<case 5>><<RE "classes/randomschoolevent4.jpg">><<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 9 and $classvisitday is false>>Rushing into school because the bus was late, I look around to see that everyone is heading to class. The bell must have rung already!<<else>>Walking to school on this beautiful day, I take my time in taking in the scenery<</if>><</RE>>
<<case 6>><<if $hrctotal gte 30>><<RE 'events/schoolevents/hrc-flyer1.jpg'>>I see an HRC member distributing flyers as a way to expand the club's influence. Smiling at her, I'm happy with the added advertisement! <div id="help"><<if $helped is false>><<link "Help her">><<set $helped to true>><<add "hrc" 1>><<addmins 30>><<replace "#help">>I decide to take some time to help her. This benefits the HRC.<</replace>><</link>><<else>>I've already helped her.<</if>></div><</RE>><<else>><<RE "classes/randomschoolevent4.jpg">><<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 9 and $classvisitday is false>>Rushing into school because the bus was late, I look around to see that everyone is heading to class. The bell must have rung already!<<else>>Walking to school on this beautiful day, I take my time in taking in the scenery<</if>><</RE>><</if>>
<<case 7>><<if $metellis is true>><<RE "character/ellis.jpg">><<light Ellis>> is wandering around the corridors.
<<if $club.has("nbbath")>>They flash me a wide smile before heading into their gender-neutral bathrooms.
<<elseif $club.has("nonbbath")>>They furtively walk away, disappointed by my failure to aid their cause.
<<elseif $club.count("NexStory") is 0>>I feel like <<link "talking to them" "LGBT Ellis Convo">><<addmins 20>><</link>> about the whole bathroom story.<</if>><</RE>><<else>><<RE "classes/randomschoolevent2.jpg">>I arrive at school. Everyone seems to be happy and greets me kindly.<</RE>><</if>>
<<default>>Blah. Something went wrong if this is shown.<</switch>>
<<elseif $corruption lte 200>>
<<switch random(1, 10)>>
<<case 1>>
As I step through the school doors, a breeze lifts up my dress, making me flash people nearby. I blush internally as the excitement of what happened lands in my psyche.
<<case 2>>
Rushing in from the sudden hail of rain outside, I brush against a man's hand as I cross the threshold of the school doors. Something about this small contact jolts me into attention. I look back to see him gone.
<<case 3>>
As I made my way to school today, I walked alongside <<light Eva>> and talked about multiple topics. I can feel us becoming closer. <<add "Eva" 1>>
<<case 4>>
I hear them before I even see them. Our school cheerleaders round the corner while laughing, passing by me. One of them looks me over, and smiles acknowledging my fashion choices. This makes me happy, a clear sign that I'm headed in the right direction in my Queen Goals.
<<case 5>>
<<RE "character/leo.jpg">>As I start heading towards my hopeful destination, I am approached by a happy <<light Leo>>.
<<s Leo>> Ready for classes?<</s>>
<<s Author>> I don't know if I really wanna go to class anymore. It's getting boring!<</s>><</RE>>
<<default>>
Today is a normal day at school. Some people are looking at me but nothing seems to raise suspicion.
<</switch>>
<<else>>
Corruption is too high for school. (Not implemented yet, but naughtiness is through the roof, watch out! :P)
<</if>>
<</nobr>><<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 9>><<switch $randomfriend>><<case 1>>As I arrive to school, here are the friends that I find in the Quad:
<<if $metyaraday is false and $yaraavoid is false>><<link '<img src="images/character/yara.jpg" width="50px">' 'Yara'>><</link>><</if>><<if $metjasminday is false and $jasminavoid is false>><<link '<img src="images/character/jasmin.jpg" width="50px">' 'Jasmin'>><</link>><</if>><<if $metleoday is false and $leoavoid is false>><<link '<img src="images/character/leo.jpg" width="50px">' 'Leo'>><</link>>
<</if>><<case 2>>As I arrive to school, here are the friends that I find in the Quad:
<<if $metevaday is false and $evaavoid is false>><<link '<img src="images/character/eva.jpg" width="50px">' 'Eva'>><</link>><</if>><<if $metjasminday is false and $jasminavoid is false>><<link '<img src="images/character/jasmin.jpg" width="50px">' 'Jasmin'>><</link>><</if>><<if $metleoday is false and $leoavoid is false>><<link '<img src="images/character/leo.jpg" width="50px">' 'Leo'>><</link>>
<</if>><<case 3>>As I arrive to school, here are the friends that I find in the Quad:
<<if $metyaraday is false and $yaraavoid is false>><<link '<img src="images/character/yara.jpg" width="50px">' 'Yara'>><</link>><</if>><<if $metevaday is false and $evaavoid is false>><<link '<img src="images/character/eva.jpg" width="50px">' 'Eva'>><</link>><</if>><<if $metleoday is false and $leoavoid is false>><<link '<img src="images/character/leo.jpg" width="50px">' 'Leo'>><</link>>
<</if>><<case 4>>As I arrive to school, here are the friends that I find in the Quad:
<<if $metyaraday is false and $yaraavoid is false>><<link '<img src="images/character/yara.jpg" width="50px">' 'Yara'>><</link>><</if>><<if $metevaday is false and $evaavoid is false>><<link '<img src="images/character/eva.jpg" width="50px">' 'Eva'>><</link>><</if>><<if $metjasminday is false and $jasminavoid is false>><<link '<img src="images/character/jasmin.jpg" width="50px">' 'Jasmin'>><</link>>
<</if>><<case 5>>As I arrive to school, here are the friends that I find in the Quad:
<<if $metyaraday is false and $yaraavoid is false>><<link '<img src="images/character/yara.jpg" width="50px">' 'Yara'>><</link>><</if>><<if $metevaday is false and $evaavoid is false>><<link '<img src="images/character/eva.jpg" width="50px">' 'Eva'>><</link>><</if>><<if $metericday is false and $metEric is true>><<link '<img src="images/character/eric.jpg" width="50px">' 'Eric'>><</link>><</if>><<case 6>>As I arrive to school, here are the friends that I find in the Quad:
<<if $metjasminday is false and $jasminavoid is false>><<link '<img src="images/character/jasmin.jpg" width="50px">' 'Jasmin'>><</link>><</if>><<if $metleoday is false and $leoavoid is false>><<link '<img src="images/character/leo.jpg" width="50px">' 'Leo'>><</link>><</if>><<if $metericday is false and $metEric is true>><<link '<img src="images/character/eric.jpg" width="50px">' 'Eric'>><</link>><</if>><<case 7>>As I arrive to school, here are the friends that I find in the Quad:
<<if $metyaraday is false and $yaraavoid is false>><<link '<img src="images/character/yara.jpg" width="50px">' 'Yara'>><</link>><</if>><<if $metleoday is false and $leoavoid is false>><<link '<img src="images/character/leo.jpg" width="50px">' 'Leo'>><</link>><</if>><<if $metericday is false and $metEric is true>><<link '<img src="images/character/eric.jpg" width="50px">' 'Eric'>><</link>><</if>><<case 8>>As I arrive to school, here are the friends that I find in the Quad:
<<if $metevaday is false and $evaavoid is false>><<link '<img src="images/character/eva.jpg" width="50px">' 'Eva'>><</link>><</if>><<if $metjasminday is false and $jasminavoid is false>><<link '<img src="images/character/jasmin.jpg" width="50px">' 'Jasmin'>><</link>><</if>><<if $metericday is false and $metEric is true>><<link '<img src="images/character/eric.jpg" width="50px">' 'Eric'>><</link>><</if>><</switch>><<if $subdom lte -30 and $friendsevents.count("Sub30") is 0>><<link "<img src='images/character/jerome.jpg' width='50px'>" "Sub30 Scene">><<pickup $friendsevents "Sub30" 1>><<addmins 30>><<less "energy" 1>><<add "Jerome" 1>><</link>><</if>><<if $cuck gte 10 and $friendsevents.count("Cuck10") is 0>><<link "<img src='images/character/samuel.jpg' width='50px'>" "Cuck10 Scene">><<pickup $friendsevents "Cuck10" 1>><<addmins 30>><<less "energy" 1>><<add "Samuel" 1>><</link>><</if>><<else>>There are no friend currently hanging out in the quad. I better go to class first.<</if>><center>
<<switch random(1, 8)>>
<<case 1>>
<img src="images/locations/class1.jpg" width="80%">
Attending biology class, our teacher starts elaborating on skin types and their different supposed treatments. Since when did this whole thing turn into a twisted dermatology thing?
Looking over to the desk near me, I can see<<light Jasmin>>comparing her skin to the man seated next to her,<<light Jerome>>.
<div id="choices"><<link 'Appreciate the differences'>><<replace "#choices">>I look at their skin differences and notice how beautiful they are next to each other, enthralled in their contrast. Looking up, I can see<<light Jasmin>>looking at me, smiling in understanding. <<less "grade" 1>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "open" 1>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link 'Look away'>><<replace "#choices">>I decide to avert my eyes and give them their space. What was it the professor was saying about skin cancer again?<<add "grade" 1>><<less "bbcworld" 1>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<case 2>>
In sports class today, we are asked to increase our stamina by running laps around the field.
<div id="choices"><<link 'Try to hide away from class'>><<replace "#choices">>Not particularly interested in running around in circles needlessly, I find a spot next to the bleachers away from the coach's eyes to rest for a few. Seated there, I ogle a few of my fellow students, appreciating their bodies.<<less "grade" 1>><<add "arousal" 10>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link 'Participate and push my limits'>><<replace "#choices">><<add "athletics" 1>>As I keep running round and round the field, I find my limits and push beyond them, wanting to challenge myself and improve my body. Out of the corner of my eye, I notice a few students hiding behind the bleachers, watching us. I'm sure I'm a sight to see.<</replace>><</link>>
</div>
<<case 3>>
In entering gymnastics class today, I am brought face to face with my personal worst enemy: stretching.
My body is not meant to bend in these ways, I swear!
<div id="choices"><<if $athletics >= 5>><<link 'I need a little push'>><<replace "#choices">>Putting effort into getting better at stretching, I bend and twist and improve my flexibility. Thank god I am a bit athletic! Though it does feel like I am being watched... <<add "looks" 1>><<less "energy" 1>><<add "athletics" 1>>
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<link 'I will need to push my limits'>><<replace"#choices">>At great personal strain and cost, I push myself to the limit to reach the perfect body I seek. It pains me at times, but I am confident that I have improved my flexibility.
I can't help but feel watched somehow...<<add "athletics" 1>><<add "looks" 1>><<less "energy" 2>>
<</replace>><</link>><</if>></div>
<<case 4>>
Music class has not always been the most interesting one.
However, as the teacher is sick and their replacement is there teaching the class, their approach to the subject is very interesting.
Apparently, if you smile while singing, your voice automatically becomes better... Wouldn't hurt to try would it?
<div id="choices"><<link 'Try smiling in song'>><<replace "#choices">>As I follow along the class and fake a smile, I immediately notice that my singing is improving. I genuinely smile as I notice that this simple gesture aids in my voice and the way I sound. <<add "looks" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link 'This is silly'>><<replace "#choices">>Seriously? They decided to bring in someone else to teach music? Is this what my parents are paying for my education on? I don't follow along the class, refusing the sing when prompted to. Whatever, I will get the chance to get the grade back when the actual teacher comes along.<<less "grade" 2>><</replace>><</link>>
</div>
<<case 5>>
Literature class has not always been my favorite. So when class started on this glorious day, I wasn't way too keen to listen to how a certain author revolutionized the whole genre or whatever.
<<light Eva>>on the other hand, was enthralled by the lecture, and I couldn't stop myself from mocking her somehow.
<div id="choices"><<link "write her a joke poem">><<add "Eva" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<add "smarts" 1>><<replace "#choices">>"Roses are red, violets are blue.
The only person listening to class, my dear, is you."
After I slip the note over to my friend, she picks it up and reads it.
Hiding her laugh under a fake cough, she turns to look at me with a smile in her eyes. Looking around, she notices that my poem is truthful as she's the only one not playing around.<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "write her a naughty poem">><<less "grade" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<replace "#choices">>"Roses are red, violets are blue.
Clothes are shed, lingerie too,
Legs are spread, beautiful view
On the bed, Me and you."
As I pass her the note, I can't help but feel that this might've been too explicit.
I dare not look at her as I hear her audibly gasp at the words I wrote her, but force myself to steal a glance.
The reddened face I see tells me all I need to know: I successfully flustered my friend. I doubt she'll be able to continue class after this.
She doesn't seem to mind the joke though, as she steals a glance of her own at me and puts out her tongue.
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "make a farting noise and blame it on her">><<less "grade" 1>><<less "Eva" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I put my hands to my mouth as I prepare myself for the epic prank I'm about to pull off.
"Prrrrrtt" the sound fills the room as I immediately put my hands away, and turn to look at<<light Eva>>.
Everyone, turning towards me and seeing my directed attention, looks at my friend as well. She is blushing profusely.
<<s Eva>>I didn't.. It wasn't..<</s>>
Unable to mount a proper defense, she resigns herself to silence as she gives me death glares.
Maybe the joke was one step too far...<</replace>><</link>></div>
<<case 6 7 8>>
I attend class as usual. It is getting pretty boring but beggars can't be choosers I guess...
<div id="choices"><<link 'Concentrate <img src="images/icons/smarts.png">'>><<replace "#choices">><<add "grade" 1>> I concentrate on class and listen as the professor gives their meaningless course.<</replace>><</link>><<link 'Daydream <img src="Images/Icons/Corruption.png">'>><<replace "#choices">><<less "grade" 1>> As I start thinking about other things unrelated to what is being taught in class, I notice that time has passed without me being able to concentrate on anything that has been said. At least my imagination was fun.<<add "arousal" 10>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<default>>
I attend class. It is boring.
<</switch>>
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>></center>
Developper's note: You are seeing this scene because you made the choice to toggle some content off.<center>
<<switch random(1, 8)>>
<<case 1>>
<img src="images/locations/class1.jpg" width="80%">
Attending biology class, our teacher starts elaborating on skin types and their different supposed treatments. Since when did this whole thing turn into a twisted dermatology thing?
Looking over to the desk near me, I can see <<light Jasmin>> comparing her skin to the man seated next to her,<<light Jerome>>.
<div id="choices"><<link 'Appreciate the differences'>><<replace "#choices">>I look at their skin differences and notice how beautiful they are next to each other, enthralled in their contrast. Looking up, I can see<<light Jasmin>>looking at me, smiling in understanding. <<less "grade" 1>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "open" 1>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link 'Look away'>><<replace "#choices">>I decide to avert my eyes and give them their space. What was it the professor was saying about skin cancer again?<<add "grade" 1>><<less "bbcworld" 1>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<case 2>>
In sports class today, we are asked to increase our stamina by running laps around the field.
<div id="choices"><<link 'Try to hide away from class'>><<replace "#choices">>Not particularly interested in running around in circles needlessly, I find a spot next to the bleachers away from the coach's eyes to rest for a few. Seated there, I ogle a few of my fellow students, appreciating their bodies.<<less "grade" 1>><<add "arousal" 10>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link 'Participate and push my limits'>><<replace "#choices">><<add "athletics" 1>>As I keep running round and round the field, I find my limits and push beyond them, wanting to challenge myself and improve my body. Out of the corner of my eye, I notice a few students hiding behind the bleachers, watching us. I'm sure I'm a sight to see.<</replace>><</link>>
</div>
<<case 3>>
In entering gymnastics class today, I am brought face to face with my personal worst enemy: stretching.
My body is not meant to bend in these ways, I swear!
<div id="choices"><<if $athletics gte 5>><<link 'I need a little push'>><<replace "#choices">>Putting effort into getting better at stretching, I bend and twist and improve my flexibility. Thank god I am a bit athletic! Though it does feel like I am being watched... <<add "looks" 1>><<less "energy" 1>><<add "athletics" 1>>
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<link 'I will need to push my limits'>><<replace "#choices">>At great personal strain and cost, I push myself to the limit to reach the perfect body I seek. It pains me at times, but I am confident that I have improved my flexibility.
I can't help but feel watched somehow...<<add "athletics" 1>><<add "looks" 1>><<less "energy" 2>>
<</replace>><</link>><</if>></div>
<<case 4>>
Music class has not always been the most interesting one.
However, as the teacher is sick and their replacement is there teaching the class, their approach to the subject is very interesting.
Apparently, if you smile while singing, your voice automatically becomes better... Wouldn't hurt to try would it?
<div id="choices"><<link 'Try smiling in song'>><<replace "#choices">>As I follow along the class and fake a smile, I immediately notice that my singing is improving. I genuinely smile as I notice that this simple gesture aids in my voice and the way I sound. <<add "looks" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link 'This is silly'>><<replace "#choices">>Seriously? They decided to bring in someone else to teach music? Is this what my parents are paying for my education on? I don't follow along the class, refusing the sing when prompted to. Whatever, I will get the chance to get the grade back when the actual teacher comes along.<<less "grade" 2>><</replace>><</link>>
</div>
<<case 5>>
Literature class has not always been my favorite. So when class started on this glorious day, I wasn't way too keen to listen to how a certain author revolutionized the whole genre or whatever.
<<light Eva>>on the other hand, was enthralled by the lecture, and I couldn't stop myself from mocking her somehow.
<div id="choices"><<link "write her a joke poem">><<add "Eva" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<add "smarts" 1>><<replace "#choices">>"Roses are red, violets are blue.
The only person listening to class, my dear, is you."
After I slip the note over to my friend, she picks it up and reads it.
Hiding her laugh under a fake cough, she turns to look at me with a smile in her eyes. Looking around, she notices that my poem is truthful as she's the only one not playing around.<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "write her a naughty poem">><<less "grade" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<replace "#choices">>"Roses are red, violets are blue.
Clothes are shed, lingerie too,
Legs are spread, beautiful view
On the bed, Me and you."
As I pass her the note, I can't help but feel that this might've been too explicit.
I dare not look at her as I hear her audibly gasp at the words I wrote her, but force myself to steal a glance.
The reddened face I see tells me all I need to know: I successfully flustered my friend. I doubt she'll be able to continue class after this.
She doesn't seem to mind the joke though, as she steals a glance of her own at me and puts out her tongue.
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "make a farting noise and blame it on her">><<less "grade" 1>><<less "Eva" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I put my hands to my mouth as I prepare myself for the epic prank I'm about to pull off.
"Prrrrrtt" the sound fills the room as I immediately put my hands away, and turn to look at<<light Eva>>.
Everyone, turning towards me and seeing my directed attention, looks at my friend as well. She is blushing profusely.
<<s Eva>>I didn't.. It wasn't..<</s>>
Unable to mount a proper defense, she resigns herself to silence as she gives me death glares.
Maybe the joke was one step too far...<</replace>><</link>></div>
<<case 6 7 8>>
I attend class as usual. It is getting pretty boring but beggars can't be choosers I guess...
<div id="choices"><<link 'Concentrate <img src="images/icons/smarts.png">'>><<replace "#choices">><<add "grade" 1>> I concentrate on class and listen as the professor gives their meaningless course.<</replace>><</link>><<link 'Daydream <img src="Images/Icons/Corruption.png">'>><<replace "#choices">><<less "grade" 1>> As I start thinking about other things unrelated to what is being taught in class, I notice that time has passed without me being able to concentrate on anything that has been said. At least my imagination was fun.<<add "arousal" 10>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<default>>
I attend class. It is boring.
<</switch>>
<<link "Leave class" "School">><</link>></center>
PS: You have seen all written classes and are now floating across randomly generated repeatable classes. The way forward is through corruption or discovering more aspects of the school and new classes.<<if visited(passage()) is 1>><<set $cheertryouts to false>>Cheer Tryouts!
Do good or bad? Lose the opportunity to join?<<link "mess up" "School">><<set $cheer to false>><</link>>
<<else>>Cheerleading! Let's play and enjoy!<</if>>
<<link "go back" "School">><<addhours 2>><<less "energy" 2>><</link>><<pichead "clubs/dc.jpg" "Debate Club">>
<<if visited(passage()) is 1>>Walking through the door to the private study room in that library, I see around half a dozen students from our high school gathered, enjoying each other's company as they discussed various topics, the meeting yet to begin.
<<light Eva>> notices me walking in and rushes to greet me.
<<s Eva>>Oh I'm so glad you could make it!<</s>> She was smiling wide. <<s Eva>>You'll fit right in here, you'll see.<</s>>
I looked around, recognizing quite a few of the students from school, most top of their classes and really... intelligent people.
<<s stranger>>Ah yes indeed, that's the whole point of such an event taking place.<</s>>
<<s stranger>>It is only through the logarithmic equation that one can truly...<</s>>
<<s stranger>>Thoroughly I tell you. All elements of production should categorically pass through said process, for...<</s>>
The conversations told a lot about the level of... <<dark "knowledge" "also see: pretentiousness">> these people had. I felt like a fish out of the water.
<<s Ria>>Guys if we can settle down...<</s>> I noticed the girl who had invited me to that club take place in the center of the room, eager to get things started.
I looked at <<light Eva>> stunned.
<<s Author>>Hold on she's...<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Yeah she's the president.<</s>> She cut me off, before silently looking at what seemed to be the leader of this club.
<<s Ria>>First of all, I'd like to welcome our newest member, <<print $name>>.<</s>> Her face formed a huge smile as she pointed at me, designating me to other members.
<<s Ria>>I am sure with her addition, our club will get the push it needs to truly get to the top.<</s>> She continued her compliment, and I felt myself get colored with an additional shade of red.
<<s Ria>>As you know, things are about to get intense for us in the coming months. The regionals, then nationals, await, and there's a lot that we need to work on. For that, I've devised a plan for the next few weeks as we get ready for the upcoming debate.<</s>>
A member standing at the other side of the room from me raised his hand. I recognize him as someone I've seen before in passing, a Junior at school.
<<s stranger>>With <<print $name>> added, what would it mean to our team in front of the other schools? Will that affect anything?<</s>>
<<light Ria>>, interrupted, took a moment before answering, her voice cutting and dry:
<<s Ria>>We'll cross that bridge once we reach it. We need our best team at the frontlines, and that's what we're working towards.<</s>>
She then continued:
<<s Ria>>With Mr. Tarnipp missing, we still lack a patron of the club, which puts things on my shoulders, so I'd appreciate it if you all could help alleviate that concern thankyouverymuch.<</s>>
She obviously had a strong character, and knew how to eloquently express herself. There was no denying that the persons standing in front of me had potential, yet I could see a glint of mischievousness in her eyes every time she spoke.
<<s Ria>>Now, on to work, we have a lot to do.<</s>> She announced, clapping her hands.
<<light Eva>> and I were paired, as she led me through the basics of debate and what the club stood for. I listened and nodded along as she spoke and explained, and was eager to see where this club could get to.
Everyone there was super smart, that was not a topic of discussion. But everything else was, from abortion to religion to politics, as we went about discussing different topics trying to come up with arguments on the fly. It felt somewhat chaotic, and what was oddest was <<light Ria>>'s constant interjections.
<<s Ria>>Red Herring! False Dichotomy! Ad Hominem!<</s>>
She called out fallacy after fallacy as we debated, until the time was completely up.
As we finished and left the room, I could see that she remained thoughtful, the weight of leadership obvious as she calmly walked away.
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>>Eager to see what the second session with the Debate Club would bring me, I walked into a room where <<light Ria>> had already prepared the board with a bunch of words strung upon it, some of which I recognized from last time.
At the top, she pointed out the name of the lesson:
<center>LOGICAL FALLACIES</center>
She smiled as she greeted me, and I was soon followed by my fellow debaters, eager to get the session started.
<<s Ria>>As you all can see, we'll be concentrating on logical fallacies. These pesky little things often ruin debates as they take them out of context and argue out of the lines of the debate, putting aside the main reason or topic or overwhelming it with other things.<</s>> She started, before promptly continuing:
<<s Ria>>Logical fallacies are tricky to recognize and fight against, so it will take us quite a while to get to a point where we can truly say we have mastered them instead of mastering us. That is why I have decided to give them so much attention, with hopefully each week us going in depth into one of them.<</s>>
<<s Ria>>Here's where it gets interesting.<</s>> She smiled, <<s Ria>>Instead of avoiding those fallacies in our debates, we will be using them. To truly understand where they might be wrong. In doing so, week after week we'll be able to really understand and see how often we use them in our debates, and avoid them.<</s>>
There was some sort of logic behind what she was saying, but it was elluding me. But then again, I wasn't the president of the club sooo...
<<s Ria>>And one last thing, <<print $name>>, being the new member of the group, will be choosing what fallacy we'll be working on every week.<</s>>
She pointed to the board, showing me the options. Groans of disapproval sounded, but it didn't matter. It was time to choose our first lesson.
<center><<if $club.has("DC RedHerring")>><<dark "Red Herring" "Already done that">><<else>><<link "Red Herring" "DC Red Herring">><<add "evasub" 1>><<pickup $club "DC Red Herring" 1>><</link>><</if>> | <<if $club.has("DC Slippery Slope")>><<dark "Slippery Slope" "Already done that">><<else>><<link "Slippery Slope" "DC Slippery Slope">><<pickup $club "DC Slippery Slope" 1>><</link>><</if>> | <<if $club.has("DC Bandwagon")>><<dark "Bandwagon" "Already done that">><<else>><<link "Bandwagon" "DC Bandwagon">><<pickup $club "DC Bandwagon" 1>><</link>><</if>> | <<if $club.has("DC Strawman")>><<dark "Strawman" "Already done that">><<else>><<link "Strawman" "DC Strawman">><<pickup $club "DC Strawman" 1>><</link>><</if>> | <<if $club.has("DC Ad Hominem")>><<dark "Ad Hominem" "Already done that">><<else>><<link "Ad Hominem" "DC Ad Hominem">><<pickup $club "DC Ad Hominem" 1>><</link>><</if>> | <<if $club.has("DC False Dichotomy")>><<dark "False Dichotomy" "Already done that">><<else>><<link "False Dichotomy" "DC False Dichotomy">><<pickup $club "DC False Dichotomy" 1>><</link>><</if>></center>
<<else>>As we walked into the room, we were faced yet again with another fallacy to learn about and debate on, the odd choice to actually use the fallacy in our debate not quite making sense to me...
<center><<if $club.has("DC Red Herring")>><<dark "Red Herring" "Already done that">><<else>><<link "Red Herring" "DC Red Herring">><<add "evasub" 1>><<pickup $club "DC Red Herring" 1>><</link>><</if>> | <<if $club.has("DC Slippery Slope")>><<dark "Slippery Slope" "Already done that">><<else>><<link "Slippery Slope" "DC Slippery Slope">><<pickup $club "DC Slippery Slope" 1>><</link>><</if>> | <<if $club.has("DC Bandwagon")>><<dark "Bandwagon" "Already done that">><<else>><<link "Bandwagon" "DC Bandwagon">><<pickup $club "DC Bandwagon" 1>><</link>><</if>> | <<if $club.has("DC Strawman")>><<dark "Strawman" "Already done that">><<else>><<link "Strawman" "DC Strawman">><<pickup $club "DC Strawman" 1>><</link>><</if>> | <<if $club.has("DC Ad Hominem")>><<dark "Ad Hominem" "Already done that">><<else>><<link "Ad Hominem" "DC Ad Hominem">><<pickup $club "DC Ad Hominem" 1>><</link>><</if>> | <<if $club.has("DC False Dichotomy")>><<dark "False Dichotomy" "Already done that">><<else>><<link "False Dichotomy" "DC False Dichotomy">><<pickup $club "DC False Dichotomy" 1>><</link>><</if>>
<<if $club.hasAll("DC Red Herring", "DC Slippery Slope", "DC Bandwagon", "DC Strawman", "DC Ad Hominem", "DC False Dichotomy")>>We've finished all fallacies. <<dark "Time to recollect our thoughts" "Not available in this update, wait for 0.3.0">><</if>></center><</if>>
<<link "Leave" "Library">><</link>><center><<pic Ria>>A stranger approaches...<</pic>></center>The interesting-looking girl adjusts her eyeglasses as she approaches, immediately talking as soon as she reaches me.
<<s Ria>>Hey this won't take long and I hope you won't be annoyed at my approach, but you caught my eye.<</s>>
That was an odd, direct approach...
<<s Ria>>Don't get me wrong, I don't find you attractive like that. Not that I don't find women attractive, but this is not it. I mean you are attractive...<</s>>
This one sure was awkward. I saw as she took a deep breath to stop her ranting, before continuing with a calmer tone:
<<s Ria>>The thing is, I'm looking to have you join the debate club.<</s>>
I looked at her, weirded out by the offer.
<<light Ria>> looked back at me confidently, no longer the shy personality she portrayed moments earlier.
<<s Ria>>You impressed me during <<light Bekham>>'s last class and I believe you have what it takes to truly shine in our club. Eva is even a part of it by the way.<</s>>
The proposal was very interesting. A new club to join, which would definitely look nice on my CV and college applications... Maybe there's some logic behind accepting this...
<<s Ria>>I see you're considering it, great. You don't need to think much. All signs point to you accepting. So just say yes.<</s>>
There was an undeniable authority in her voice, the confidence of someone who rarely hears the word "no".
<div id="choices"><<dark "❗Notice❗" "Choosing the second option will lock off all Debate Club Elements of the game.">>
<<link "Accept her proposal">><<pickup $club "DebateProposal Accepted" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Yes.<</s>>
I heard my answer as I was saying, noticing that I was convinced before I was conscious of it.
Her smile widened, and I felt happy to have pleased her.
<<s Ria>>Awesome! I'll see you on Mondays between 4PM and 6PM at the library. We have the private room for ourselves at that time.<</s>> She announced before walking away with a spring in her step.
//I hope this will be worth it...//
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<<link "I'm not interested">><<pickup $club "DebateProposal Denied" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Despite all the positives to joining that club, I didn't feel like it was the right choice for me. I had to deny her offer.
<<s Author>>Sorry, it's gonna be a no for me.<</s>>
<<s Ria>>Oh that's a shame.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I just don't have any time is all.<</s>> I explained.
<<s Ria>>Shame.<</s>> She simply walked away, head still held high.
I shrugged and went my own way.
//I hope I don't miss much because of that.//
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<center><h2>Lesson: Red Herring</h2></center><div id="continue">
<<s Ria>>Red herring is the fallacy where the person tries to redirect the conversation away from its original topic.<</s>>
<<light Ria>> was quick to explain the different ways how a red herring could occur, whether it was intentional or not. Her precise manner of explaining things was then met with, as she had previously mentioned, an exercise to better discover the fallacy.
After two couples made it up to debate different topics, it was time for me and <<light Eva>> to pull from the hat.
<center><<link "Pull from the hat">><<replace "#continue">><center><h3>Topic: LGBT Rights</h3></center>
Topic chosen, it was immediately decided that I'd be arguing against LGBT Rights while <<light Eva>> would be arguing in favor of them. She wasn't particularly happy with that outcome, but she took the topic to heart nonetheless. I always felt she had a repressed lesbo side...
We took a few moments each to come up with adequate arguments, a few that made sense and one that would be a Red Herring. If the other person points out the red herring they'll succeed in today's test.
<<s Eva>>Human Rights have always been at the forefront of humanity's struggle to keep doing better than their ancestors. And before you tell me that I'm exaggerating or changing the topic, it is important that I point out that LGBT Rights are also, at their essence, human rights.
The Universal Declaration of Human Rights clearly states that all men are created equal. It is a fact. It is truth. As such, it is only logical that members of the LGBT community have the same rights as anyone else, including the right to exist, but also to marriage and love.<</s>>
Her opening argument stated, we engaged in a back and forth, constantly at the watch for any little red fish that would make its way through the conversation.
After a while, I decided to reveal my fallacy.
<<s Author>>Your insistence on rights and freedom for this queer community actually is a restriction of freedom, because it takes over other people's freedoms. And we all know that when someone's wants overlap with another's rights, that's when things crash and fall.
We can all agree that people have the right of autonomy. The right to their own bodies.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I fail to see where you're headed with this...<</s>>
<<s Author>>Simply answer me.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Yes.<</s>>
<<s Author>>And we can agree that someone unconscious or underage or mentally disabled cannot give consent, is that true?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>That is correct.<</s>> She didn't want to give me the same word I used, not to show weakness.
<<s Author>>Then we can all agree that pedophiles, by their mere existence and the things they do, are actually a danger to other people's right to autonomy and body, or will we deny that?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I could never.<</s>>
<<s Author>>And here lies the core of the issue. Sexual preferences of the Alphabet MAFIA restricting other people's rights and causing chaos and mayhem to the foundation of family.<</s>> I was enjoying the electric mood going out of line made me feel.
A few whoops and hollers sounded from our fellow debaters, before <<light Eva>> spoke up:
<<s Eva>>That's a red herring.<</s>>
<<light Ria>> smiled.
<<s Ria>>Explain.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>The LGBTQIA+ community, or alphabet mafia as you'd like to call it, is an umbrella term that includes a lot of different sexual preferences and gender orientations. It is a term that includes these which connect consenting adult members, regardless of gender expression. It is never meant to represent pedophilia, bestiality, or people with sexual deviance.
As such, mentioning these brings the topic to a different area, away from its original discourse, making it a red herring.<</s>>
<<light Ria>> smiled at the triumphant realization. Lesson learned.
<<s Ria>>And as such?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>LGBT rights are human rights, and they have the right to them.<</s>> My friend beamed widely as she gave her conclusion, happy about her victory.
<<s Ria>>Good job to you both. Next!<</s>>
As we took our seats, I noticed <<light Eva>> was still deep in thought, realizing that the thing she debated for actually... Made sense.
I smiled to myself.
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<center><h2>Lesson: Strawman</h2></center><div id='continue'>
<<s Ria>>The strawman fallacy is a very interesting one, where someone debating would distort the other person's argument and/or exaggerate it, then attack that alternate version in order to prove their own point. It is easy to fall for it when the person arguing is arrogant and loud-mouthed.<</s>>
A simple explanation and a few minor examples later, <<light Ria>> called to me.
<<s Ria>><<print $name>>. How about you and Robert having the first debate?<</s>> She smiled at me, calling me to the hat to pick out a topic.
<<light Robert>>, the junior who worried about his position when I was introduced to the club, was going to face me in our arguments. Let's see what the topic will be.
<center><<link "Pull from the hat">><<replace "#continue">><center><h3>Topic: Cancel Culture</h3></center>
A delicate topic with intricate details, <<light Robert>> immediately chose to be against Cancel Culture, while I'd argue in favor of it. He seemed to already have arguments prepared for it, and was quick to go into his tirade:
<<s Robert>>One word, one action, one sentence. Often taken out of context, this is all it takes to have someone canceled in our society, and immediately bashed by their peers and the public alike. And then, an apology video, crawling on all fours, and a struggle to get things back to the way they were, often met with acceptance and forgotten past grievances. What is the point of cancel culture, and why should it exist in a society that is filled with many different layers and colors?<</s>> He opened up the topic, pulling me along to try and keep up with what was happening, and how to keep up with the issue and topic.
I quickly stabilized, trying to give counter-arguments that specifically dealt with his claims, biding my time before the fallacy.
<<s Author>>You're the one who pointed out that it is the person's own words that are used against them. It is not something that they didn't say, but rather what they indeed did, that puts them under the harsh, unflattering spotlight.<</s>>
<<s Robert>>So then what you're saying is that people need to be held accountable to every single word they say, no matter the circumstances, is that right? It doesn't matter if the actor is playing a part that portrays a racist bastard, they're the one being racist! We need to cancel them! It doesn't matter if a social justice warrior is fighting for a greener planet, if they eat meat and are not vegan we should cancel them! Your attack against everyone for everything is exactly why cancel culture should cease to exist. Eventually you'll find something bad in everyone, and everyone gets canceled! One dick pic on their own phone, boom canceled. One playful word behind closed doors, boom canceled!<</s>>
He had momentum, talking as he gathered everyone's attention on him.
<<s Robert>>No! This argument should not stand! Enough with cancel culture. Attacking everyone is not the way, we need to be accepting, embracing people's differences. That's the only way we can have an equal and just society, by treating everyone as equals!<</s>>
Applause, hollering... His straw man false argument got a powerful reaction from our fellow deatees, effectively taking away the winds from my sails. I felt tricked into the corner where I found myself as he high-fived a friend.
<<light Ria>> clapped along, smiling in reaction.
<<s Ria>>Great fallacy, Robert. But also a great point. We can work with that.<</s>>
//Great point? Should we really be accepting of everyone in our world?//
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<center><h2>Lesson: Slippery Slope</h2></center><div id='continue'>
<<s Ria>>An avalanche starts with a single drop of snow. So does a slippery slope. Imagine throwing a snowball, a small argument, and growing and growing the situation it depicts until there is no stopping the huge avalanche that follows. The slippery slope fallacy is basically that, imaginative what-ifs that turn into disaster, all to prove a point.<</s>>
There weren't that many people in today's session, and as such, I decided to take on <<light Eva>> is our argumentative discourse. We had to pull from the hat to discover what topic we'd be discussing.
<center><<link "Pull from the hat">><<replace "#continue">><center><h3>Topic: Beauty Industry</h3></center>
Seeing our topic, <<light Eva>> and I shared a look, and I immediately understood that she'd be arguing against the Beauty Industry, something she obviously had a lot to say about.
I smiled as she begun:
<<s Eva>>From animal testing to unattainable beauty standards to a distorted vision of what it means to be beautiful, the beauty industry has a lot of flaws that makes it more of a detriment to lives than a positive addition. Today, I will be arguing against this-<</s>>
<<light Eva>> was really in her element in this particular debate, already having all the arguments prepared and ready to fight the good fight against a mortal enemy she had chosen for herself a while ago. Seeing her so emotive about such a subject brought some happy thoughts to my head, as I gave counter-arguments that paled in comparison to hers. I included the fallacy at one point claiming how stopping the beauty industry would bring an end to all other industries and to the economy as we know it.
She however, was well-versed in her debate.
<<s Ria>>Don't forget that you need to use the fallacy, Eva.<</s>> An observant president chimed in, watching my friend in her argumentation.
<<s Eva>>Eum.. Yes..<</s>> She began, then her eyes lit up. <<s Eva>>What's more, is that make-up is a gateway. That's the biggest issue here. Women will start with that, and then they'll see that they need to pluck their eyebrows, and then change their hair color, and then shift their mannerisms, and then and then and then... Until they become an empty shell of their former selves, where they become vapid bimboes that look and act all the same, no opinion and no thoughts in their head. Makeup causes that.<</s>>
Despite the fallacy, I could see that she truly believed her argument. There was an obvious disparity between thinking <<light Eva>> and arguing <<light Eva>>, and it was quite interesting to see that disparity.
<<light Ria>> halted the debate there, congratulating her on her fallacy. <<light Eva>> gladly took the compliment, but I saw that there were still some sort of unmatched ideas in her head.
As we walked out of our session, I felt like I had a choice to make.
<div id='choices'><<link "Help her resolve that disparity">><<less "evasmarts" 1>><<add "evasub" 1>><<replace "#choices">>
I approached my friend as we made our way out of class, wanting to push my own agenda.
<<s Author>>Hey Eva! Great job inside, you really were convincing in your fallacy!<</s>> I said.
<<s Eva>>Oh thank you! You were really good too hahaha!<</s>>
<<s Author>>Imagine a bit of make-up made someone a bimbo, that'd be crazy!<</s>>
<<s Eva>>What do you mean?<</s>> She asked, intrigued.
<<s Author>>Well obviously it's an overreaction. A bit of additional beauty doesn't mean vapidness and stupidity! Your argument is the perfect example of a slippery slope. You can wear make-up without being stupid! Heck you can even be stupid without being a bimbo! But I'm sure you already know that.<</s>> I explained, driving the point home.
She remained thoughtful.
<<s Author>>Again, great job on the logical fallacy, I'm really loving these debates, I'm learning so much!<</s>> I announced before heading my own way, leaving her to her distorted thoughts.
//Well on her way.//
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<<link "Ignore it">><<replace "#choices">>Not caring to interject into <<light Eva>>'s personal life and thoughts, I choose to ignore the issue and keep walking, her fallacy-ridden head still encumbered.
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<center><h2>Lesson: Bandwagon</h2></center><div id='continue'>
<<s Ria>>If everyone else is doing it, then there is nothing wrong with it! The bandwagon fallacy takes something commonly done as fact or acceptable even in some situation, even if it was wrong.<</s>>
Noticing that we didn't quite understand her point, she elaborated:
<<s Ria>>Everyone drinks coffee every morning, therefore there isn't anything bad about the addictive substance.<</s>>
Realization setting, we got to work separating ourselves into couples to debate topics that we'd pull from a hat. I got paired with <<light Eva>>, my closest friend here.
<center><<link "Pull from the hat">><<replace "#continue">><center><h3>Topic: Homeschooling</h3></center>
Having pulled out the topic, <<light Eva>> and I decided that in order to challenge ourselves, I would argue in favor of Traditional Education at schools while her argument would be in favor of homeschooling.
Wanting to impress and do things differently, I decided to include the fallacy in my opening statement.
<<s Author>>From when Charlemagne decided to hold classes in a building instead of from under the tree, the schooling system has spread across the globe to be the ay of living, allowing parents to go to work while their children got formal, publicly available education, where they can learn about the world that surrounds them. Across the globe, in every country and even in tribal villages, you can find that system in place, a system that works and that allows for a vast, deeper knowledge. Schools have long been the superior system, followed across the world, to help bring education to younger generations. Even in our argument at the moment, we're debating as part of a school system. That tells you a lot about how well-respected and very beneficial such a system is.<</s>>
My argument immediately collected laughs from the other members of the club as I made it, receiving thunderous applause afterwards for its simplicity. I basically made the argument for her by using the fallacy.
<<s Eva>>Wait that's the fallacy?<</s>> She was confused.
As someone who always believed in the school system in helping her move forward, <<light Eva>> still struggled to comprehend how this argument would be a fallacy.
<<s Ria>>Yes. If everyone does it, it does not mean it's the best way forward for people. Formal education is often the only way people think of education, which makes it the go-to system. It doesn't mean it's the right system sometimes.<</s>> The president explained.
<<light Eva>> and I later took our seats next to each other, and she remained thoughtful. I had a choice to make.
<div id="choices"><<link "Talk to her about it">><<less "evasmarts" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Psst hey Eva, is everything okay?<</s>>
I had decided to interject into her thoughts, help guide them.
<<s Eva>>Oh yeah, all good. It's just this fallacy thing.. How can it be wrong?<</s>>
<<s Author>>It's simple, really. We've always believed that the system is the right system to make everything work for us. If we study at school enough, like everyone else does, we'll reach our life goals. It's obviously not the case as is made apparent by the mail we received from the SA Office, soo...<</s>>
<<s Eva>>You do have a point...<</s>>
<<s Author>>Even the system that everyone follows is broken.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Exactly.<</s>>
Now even more thoughtful with my intervention, I could see <<light Eva>> thinkin about the topic with a new light. I smiled to myself with that development, before I got to thinking about myself.
//The system is broken and all those years of education might've been for nothing... Where to go from here?//
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<<link "Ignore it">><<replace "#choices">>Not caring to interject into <<light Eva>>'s personal life and thoughts, I choose to ignore the issue and keep walking, her fallacy-ridden head still encumbered.
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<center><h2>Lesson: Ad Hominem</h2></center><div id='continue'>
<<s Ria>>Rather than argue against the topic or arguments that the other person presents, we sometimes want to attack their character in order to discredit them. In doing so, we often fall into the area of Ad Hominem, a fallacy that takes us away from the topic into the person debating the topic.<</s>>
She smiles. <<s Ria>>It is often used by politicians who don't have something constructive to say, and instead attack the other politician's "values" or their personal lives.<</s>>
The example she gave was quite on point, and I realized that such a fallacy is often used in dramatic settings, discerning it from real arguments is quite easy, if you have the right glasses.
<<light Ria>> started by having couples go up to debate random topics pulled from a hat. Eventually, she joined someone else for a debate as she pulled from a hat.
<center><<link "Pull from the hat">><<replace "#continue">><center><h3>Topic: Artificial Intelligence</h3></center>
<<light Ria>> had picked the topic of artificial intelligence and how it might evolve to the detriment of humanity. She chose to argue in favor of AI while the other person argued against it.
<<s Ria>>Sticks and stones, caves and blood for coloring. This is what the world had before the invention of the wheel. Food, agriculture, transportation, and humanity evolved with the evolution of this piece of technology, which improved life and gave our ancestors longer life spans. And yet, my friend here would rather debate against the progress of technology, against evolution itself!<</s>>
<<light Ria>> obviously had a natural charisma that she knew how to use in her arguments, making sure that we always were listening and knowing how to command a room with her presence. Whether one liked it or not, there was no denying that she had a natural gravitas that she knew how to use in order to get what she wanted. Finding a flaw in her to attack would be near-impossible. And the guy debating her struggled to even form comprehensive arguments, let alone attack her character. Her dominant behavior overwhelmed him easily, leading the conversation and constantly at the assault. I myself found it difficult to follow the arguments, at moments struggling to keep up with the information being shared.
Eventually, she got to work on the character:
<<s Ria>>Your fumbling and constant distractions explain a lot about the uses of technology, and AI in particular. Instead of losing yourself in your own arguments, you could've asked AI to create them for you. You could've used this technology to your advantage, yet you argue against it. It's for people like you that AI was created, people with obvious lack that need guidance and control.<</s>>
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Is she talking about me?">><<less "subdom" 1>><<less "smarts" 1>><<replace "#choices">>
My own insecurities also attacked, I felt worthless as she continued her argument.
<<s Ria>>Instead of fighting against the technologies that are supposed to help you because of personal insecurities, you should embrace your weaknesses and work on improving them, moving beyond your own self-imposed obstacles in order to move towards a more peaceful existence with the technology that exists to aid you. Your future is by asking for help and admitting that you are lacking.<</s>>
Wow. Her relentless attack really stirred something in me as I took in the odd information she shared, forgetting the exercise and embracing her words.
//Maybe I am weak and in need. Maybe I do need guidance from betters, even if it is AI...//
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<<if $smarts gte 25>><<link "<img src='images/icons/smarts.png'>Appreciate the intricacies of her Ad Hominem">><<add "smarts" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I smiled as I noticed that her argument was a fake one, just to send forward the fallacy at play. The person arguing with her was not aware of that though, as her words still cut deep:
<<s Ria>>Instead of fighting against the technologies that are supposed to help you because of personal insecurities, you should embrace your weaknesses and work on improving them, moving beyond your own self-imposed obstacles in order to move towards a more peaceful existence with the technology that exists to aid you. Your future is by asking for help and admitting that you are lacking.<</s>>
Her relentless attack had a strong effect on the guy, who decided to simply give up and sit down. As <<light Ria>> explained how she was using the fallacy, I could still see him shaken by the arguments he had received. Poor guy.
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<center><h2>Lesson: False Dichotomy</h2></center><div id='continue'>
<<s Ria>>Black or white, that was the world that-<</s>>
Interrupted with her explanation, <<light Ria>> looks at the door to our private room, where a white man in a hoodie stood requiring her attention.
She excused herself and stood out to talk to him.
<<s Author>>Who's that?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Her boyfriend. He doesn't usually come here preferring to spend his time gaming.<</s>>
<<s Author>>He looks old-ish?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Ah yes he's a college student. Second year.<</s>>
I raised an eyebrow at the revelation. It was always interesting to stumble upon information about people you know.
<<s Eva>>He's like a puppy though, always eager to help her. I'm surprised you haven't seen him before, he always picks her up.<</s>> She smiles.
<<light Ria>>, having ended her conversation with her boyfriend, went back in to address us.
<<s Ria>>Sorry about that, Robin always likes to check up when the internet's down at his house.<</s>>
Some laughed at the joke, before she got back to her explanation:
<<s Ria>>As I was saying... Black or white, male or female, us or them... A false dichotomy is when the argument suddenly winds down to two options, no middle ground and no other option. You're either with us or against us, there is no in between. This is a war! Choose sides!<</s>> Her voice rose, before it went back down: <<s Ria>>That's when people fall for the fallacy that is False Dichotomy, since we live in a gray world and there is always a myriad of options to choose from.<</s>>
She looked around, and chose me to go up in front of the rest.
<<s Ria>>We're not picking from the hat this time. I'm trusting you to come up with an argument and string me along with it, still following the guidelines of the class of course.<</s>>
I thought about what I could do to get her to believe the argument, and my idea behind it.
<center><<if $bbcworld gte 5>><<link "Black or White?">><<replace "#continue">><center><h3>Topic: Interracial Relationships</h3></center>
I had my idea, and if I went about doing it right, I might stir up something in her...
<<s Author>>We've always been a society that loves to separate people in order to better control them. Whether it pits social classes against one another in order to benefit the elites or whether it creates and maintains a two-party political system to keep the control over your choices, the governing body we have created and accepted for ourselves has always been one that is unjustly skewed to create a separation between the members of our society.<</s>>
I began my argument, not quite wanting to immediately jump into the topic firsthand as I wanted to lull her into a false sense of confidence.
<<s Author>>However, things are not always what they seem when it comes to this control. There are activists and social justice warriors that constantly fight back against that oppressive system that claims an us against them mentality, constantly looking for more inclusive societies where people can work together rather than against each other.<</s>>
<<s Author>>And there are other people,<</s>> I continued, <<s Author>>who prefer to keep the same system in work, upholding its values and continuing this oppression by perpetrating it.<</s>>
I went for the kill.
<<s Author>>These people would rather keep the rich rich and the poor poor, to not create a social unrest. These people would rather one evil president over the other, no matter their true agenda, because "The other guy is worse!". These people would rather keep marrying people from their own race just because that's the way things are and that's the kind of message that they prefer perpetrating.<</s>>
I had everyone's attention, and I had to admit I was even convincing myself. <<light Ria>> and <<light Eva>> both listened intently at what I had to say next.
<<s Author>>The question I now ask you, one whose answer is supposed to bring you peace and understanding, and self-reflection. Which of these people are you? The ones that advertize injustice and separation, or the ones that would rather create a more equal, more understanding world? What kind of society are you looking to build? One where anyone can be whoever they want to be, where black and white mix in a beautiful array of grays or one where white stays white, black remains oppressed, and society keeps lying to itself about its intentions? Look into yourself.<</s>>
I looked at <<light Ria>> to give her the next line, my actual intended receiver of the speech finally being addressed:
<<s Author>>Look into your relationships, your ideologies, and really think of what you can do to create a more accepting world.<</s>>
I kept silent, my speech immediately followed by my fellow debaters applauding my argumentation, having forgotten about the fallacy or the assignment. <<light Ria>> looked thoughtful and confused.
<<s Ria>>The fallacy...<</s>> She was thinking of the assignment, yet I could see that my argumentation had struck a particular nerve.
<<s Author>>Is that the position of people is black or white, either a savior or society or its doom. Either you're us or against them.<</s>> I explained, and she remained just as thoughtful as before.
Most were nodding by now, understanding how intricate the example I gave was.
<<s Ria>>I see, yes...<</s>> She was overwhelmed. <<s Ria>>Wow that's a complicated, layered argument I applaud you.<</s>>
Glad to have impressed her and the rest of my club friends, I sat back in my spot, ready to participate in the rest of the session. Thoughtful <<light Ria>> however remained scattered in her thoughts for the remainder of it. I was glad.
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<<if $bisex gte 5>><<link "Straight or gay">><<add "evasub" 1>><<replace "#continue">><center><h3>Topic: Sexual Orientation</h3></center>
I had my idea, and if I went about doing it right, I might stir up something in people...
<<s Author>>Life has always been defined by duality. Whether it is race or gender, we all know that there is little gray area. You are born male or female, black or white, and that's what life brings you, with struggled common between you and the members of your sex or race.<</s>>
Gender was obviously more than these two, but I quickly moved on to distract from that initial false dochotomy to the one I really looked to implement.
<<s Author>>Duality has always been defined in society and in the animal kingdom, where most animals usually choose one partner to mate with for life. Their relation based around the offspring they bring to the world. However, it is not always just a male and female that engage in such relationships. Sometimes, one might find two male penguins being lovers like what happened at a certain zoo a while ago. Humans in particular have quite the active gay and lesbian community. And it's entirely natural. Not a choice, but born with it.<</s>>
Time to spring the trap.
<<s Author>>An oppressive society, however, often shuts down these queer orientiations, and represses them, often causing probems to ones that do not conform to a heteronormative understanding of sex and gender. This oppression not only puts them at a disadvantage when it comes to fighting their own self-prejudices, but also in finding love and partnership. This oppression causes people like you and me to ignore these different urges to favor these which favor a more hetero expression. And so I ask you... Eva.<</s>>
I turned to my friend, wanting to finally drive the point home.
<<s Eva>>Me?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Have you ever had the stray thought, the small whim, of I don't know, kissing another girl? Jsut to see what it felt like?<</s>> I asked, looking her in the eyes and then allowing my eyes to drift down to her lips, enticing her to do the same.
She did, her own stealing a glimpse of my lips before quickly moving back up to see me.
<<s Eva>>I mean...<</s>> She hesitated, yet I continued.
<<s Author>>Never thought what it would feel like to be with a woman?<</s>> I teased, allowing my hand to drift to my hair and play with it for a bit.
<<s Eva>>Sure, everyone has..<</s>> She answered.
I turned to <<light Ria>>, hoping she'd answer too.
<<s Ria>>Women are hot, yes.<</s>>
<<s Author>>That oppression. That societal attack to your true nature, pushes you away from your true orientation, and forces you to be straight regardless of who you truly are. And what you truly are, deep down, is a lesbian who actually is attracted to other women yet never admits it to herself, preferring to comply to the straight agenda and take up boyfriends or whatnot to portray that image.<</s>> I gave it my final push, a dig at <<light Ria>>'s relationship.
<<s Author>>Let go of the prejudices, and accept that deep down you're gay for women, and not straight.<</s>>
I mean, they might be bi, but we're using false dichotomy right? It's not like <<light Eva>> has ever been with a guy though...
I finished my argument, immediately receiving applause from my fellow debatees, one even mockingly calling out "GAAAAYYYY" while laughing.
<<light Ria>> smiled, clapping along.
<<s Ria>>Great argument, <<print $name>>. Gay or straight, no in between. And if one finds women even remotely attractive, they're lesbians. Smart.<</s>> She laughs as she explained the argument to those who didn't understand it.
I took back my seat, my eyes drifting to look at <<light Eva>>, who furtively pulls hers away from me. She seemed thoughtful for the rest of the class, my argument really having its impact on her.
<<link "Leave" "Library">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Locked Option" "Queer below 5">><</if>>
<<link "Top or bottom">><<add "evasub" 1>><<replace "#continue">><center><h3>Topic: Who wears the pants?</h3></center>
I had my idea, and if I went about doing it right, I might stir up something in people...
<<s Author>>Times change, new information comes to light, and science evolves our understanding of humanity and its different intricacies.<</s>> I began my argument with a vague premise, looking to slowly integrate my main point.
<<s Author>>But often, with new information, old terms and classifications are retired in favor of new ones. In the past, we used to be separated between The Gays and The Straights. Those terms however mean very little nowadays as we have moved on from this petty struggle. Long ago, it was about man or woman, and how each has defined gender roles that they should abide to. Nowadays, gender roles are morphing and changing, allowing for gray areas as women keep contributing to the workplace and men are becoming stay-at-home dads.<</s>>
Time to spring my trap.
<<s Author>>Yet there is one classification, one explanation to social dynamics and how people interact, that would still hold the trials of time, as it not only defines romantic relationships but also interpersonal ones, where people can always rely on it to better understand themselves and how they interact with people.<</s>>
I turned to look at <<light Eva>>, ready to go in for the kill.
<<s Author>>Are you submissive or dominant?<</s>> I began, giving a small silence that my friend wanted to answer in before I continued promptly, pushing for the false dichotomy. <<s Author>>You're one or the other, you prefer to lead or follow. There isn't much debate that in every social dynamic, there is a dominant and a submissive, and neither of these terms should be taken as an insult.<</s>>
I turned to look at <<light Ria>>.
<<s Author>>The president of the club here is obviously dominant, top of the club ad in control of what we're doing. You can see the confidence in her clearly. I have no doubt that she's the one who wears the pants in her own relationships... And if she doesn't, then there is obviously something at play in that relationship that contradicts her true nature.<</s>> Plant seeded.
People laughed at my statement, which elicited a laugh from <<light Ria>> even.
<<s Author>>One or the other, sub or dom. There is no gray area, and once you understand yourself, you'll know what kind of dynamic you'll use with all others.<</s>> I finished my speech, receiving some applause as I looked at <<light Eva>> intently. I hope the message was received.
<<s Ria>>Beautiful example, <<print $name>>! This false dichotomy forces a person to choose sides, not quite understanding the spectrum...<</s>>
The rest of the session went smoothly, yet I could see that most persons there were self-evaluating and thinking of where they fit on the spectrum. I smiled to myself at this new development.
<<if $subdom gt 0>>//After all, I knew from myself that I leant more on the dominant side, and I got a nice thrill imagining controlling this crowd into doing my bidding... Or voting for me as prom queen when the time comes...//<<else>>//After all, I know from myself that I leant more on the submissive side, and I imagined how thrilling it would be to serve this crowd here, especially in order to gain their votes for my hopes to becoming prom queen.<</if>>
<<link "Leave" "Library">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
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<<link "Nothing in this Update" "Park">><</link>><img src="images/clubs/hrc.jpg" width="100%">
<center><h1>BLM Event</h1></center>
<<if visited(passage()) is 1>><center><h2>- I -</h2></center><div id="continue"><center><img src="images/clubs/human-rights-club/blmevent1.jpg" width="80%"></center>
In pulling ourselves together and organizing, we led a protest fighting for the BLM movement at our schoolyard, hoping to raise awareness on the issue. Finding support from students and faculty of all races alike, we were happy to see our cause being embraced like that by the whole of the school.
However, a particular event during our rally stood out to me.
At one point during the rally, I saw <<light Jasmin>> at a distance approached by a relative stranger. At least, I know I've never seen that person around the school before and I know almost everyone.
<center><img src="images/clubs/human-rights-club/blmeventkiss.jpg" width="80%"></center>
Right on the lips, he kissed her with such vigor it almost frightened me. Seemingly stunned, she did not react and instead just stood there after their lips parted, looking up at him in a docile manner.
He smiled, said something to her, and moved away, lost in the crowd.
//Isn't she with <<light Jerome>>?//
<<link "Get closer">><<replace "#continue">><center><img src="images/clubs/human-rights-club/blmeventtalk.jpg" width="80%"></center>
Approaching my friend, I just had to check she was doing fine.
<<s Author>>Hey Jasmin I saw that, are you okay?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>><<print $name>>! Oh my god yes that was odd!<</s>>
<<s Author>>Tell me about it! Want to call the cops?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>To do what, shoot him? Hell no!<</s>>
<<s Author>>But he abused you...<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>It's actually kind of my fault.<</s>>
I was perplexed.
<<s Author>>Your fault? How?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>I was droning on and on about reparations and having to pay them back, and well... He challenged me to it.<</s>>
<<s Author>>And so you kissed him? What about Jerome?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Jerome and I aren't a thing. I could never tie down someone like that!<</s>>
Speaking of the devil...
<<s Jerome>>Is everything okay ladies?<</s>>
<<light Jerome>> was next to us, butting into the conversation.
<<s Jasmin>>Yes! I was just teaching <<print $name>> about reparations.<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>Really? Now?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>No time like the present.<</s>>
Turning to me, <<light Jasmin>> revealed:
<<s Jasmin>>Jerome has been wanting to have you near him just like me, and he was telling me about how attractive he found you.I say you two kiss.<</s>>
<<s Author>>What does this have to do with anything?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>It's part of reparations. If his peers saw us with him, if everyone here saw us next to him, we'll be able to drive the reparations message home!<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>Imagine the effect that would have on your HRC's reach!<</s>>
They might be right, but was I willing to put myself on the line like that? Something felt odd with all this, the logic wasn't tracking...
<<s Jasmin>>Come on, <<print $name>>, you know you want to try what it feels like to be next to a masculine man like Jerome here!<</s>>
//I had a choice to make, and I was unsure what was the right thing to do...//
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>Join them and send a message">><<add "hrctotal" 3>><<add "Jerome" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#continue">><center><img src="images/clubs/human-rights-club/blmeventthrouple.jpg" width="80%"></center>
There was something oddly alluring about being an accompaniement to someone as handsome as <<light Jerome>>, and it kind of felt right, in the spirit of the event, to be hanging out at his sides in support of his cause.
It was his people's fight, after all, and we had the privilege of just being there to support them. that was made apparent even more when their involvement grew beyond what the HRC had planned for them, but both me and <<light Jasmin>> being at <<light Jerome>>'s side told the club that this was entirely normal and expected.
When instead of <<light Jasmin>> or I going up on the stage to give the big speech that would rally everyone behind the cause, <<light Jerome>> went up, I felt kind of robbed from our big moment to really put the cherry on top of the event. Seeing <<light Jasmin>> beeming at the attention her not-boyfriend was having did alleviate a bit of my concerns though.
<<s Jasmin>>You should kiss him.<</s>>
<<s Author>>What?<</s>>
<<light Jerome>> was still giving his speech on the make-shift podium in front of the hundreds gathered there as <<light Jasmin>> whispered to me.
<<s Jasmin>>When he finishes his speech. You go up to him and give him a kiss. Drive the reparations point home!<</s>>
<<s Author>>Are you sure that's the right thing to do?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Everyone seeing you up there doing it... Can you imagine the effect that would have on campus? Activism at its finest! I can't do it cause if my father found out he'd kill me.<</s>>
Yet again, her logic was greatly flawed, but there was something extremely appealing about doing something so publicly, and allowing for that image to live on in people's heads. I could even see <<light Eric>> in the crowd!
<<s Jasmin>>Come on, you know you want to know what his lips taste like.Let me tell you, they taste amazing!<</s>>
Was she really into it? I mean his lips are delectable but was I really doing this?
//His lips...//
<div id="choices2"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'><img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/cuck.png'>Go up and pay even more reparations.">><<add "bbcworld" 2>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "hrctotal" 3>><<add "Jerome" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "cuck" 1>><<add "arousal" 50>><<replace "#choices2">><center><img src="images/clubs/human-rights-club/blmeventkiss2.webp" width="80%"></center>
Something about the taboo aspect of it all, about being so vulnerable and accepting in front of all these people, about allowing something like that to happen, all for the sake of something so absurd as reparations...
I felt compelled to go up and kiss <<light Jerome>> on the lips, allowing him the public dominance that others would praise him for.
And that's what I did. Soon as his speech was over with, I went up and gave myself to him, allowing him a taste of my lips as I sampled his and melting into his arms.
Taking a short breath after a heavy tongue fight, I pick up the mic from his hands and adress everyone ther,e still stunned by what they've seen.
<<s Author>>I am not his girlfriend and I barely know him. But I am doing my job in creating a better world, by paying reparations. It is our duty and it is their right!<</s>>
Dropping the mic, I go back to kissing the hunk of masculinity in front of me. I feel hot and I know my night will be full of lovely games.
All in all, the event is an absolute success, helping us raise the awareness we needed not only about the BLM movement but also the HRC's presence at school.
//It's so fucking hot being so public about something like that, I should try putting myself out there more, maybe this will happen again...//
<<link "go back" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'>Don't kiss him, but be eye candy at his side.">><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<add "arousal" 25>><<add "hrctotal" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>Not wanting to go over the top, I decide to go up and join <<light Jerome>> on the podium at the end of his speech, allowing him to grab onto my waist as I remind people on the mic of the importance of joining the HRC in planning these events. His possessive hand gives me butterflies in the stomach as I feel hot for a while.
All in all, the event is a true success, helping us raise the awareness we needed not only about the BLM movement but also the HRC's presence at school. It felt good to be next to <<light Jerome>> like that too...
//Would it have been so bad to taste his lips?//
<<link "go back" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'>I've done enough. Stay right where I am.">><<less "Jasmin" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>Feeling like I have done enough, I decide to stay next to <<light Jasmin>> who gives me the stink eye.
What more does she want? Have I not done enough?
All in all, the event is a success, helping us raise the awareness we needed not only about the BLM movement but also the HRC's presence at school.
<<link "go back" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'>Deny their approach">><<add "hrctotal" 1>><<less "Jerome" 1>><<replace "#continue">>Not wanting anything to do with whatever <<light Jasmin>>'s reparations means, I deny them my presence and decide to remove myself from their equation.
The event is overall a success, and helps us rally new members, but is nowhere near what we were hoping it would be.
//I probably could've done more, but wasn't willing to put my body on the line like that.//
<<link "go back" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
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<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>><center><h2>- II -</h2></center>
<div id="continue">Last time, we had decided that we'd have something public, an event that people from all different backgrounds could join in order to fight for the BLM movement and spread their positive message of equality.
Eager to come up with an adequate follow-up, I worked diligently with <<light Jasmin>> to get in motion the next event that would bring people into the movement. Furthermore, we needed something that would talk to the younger generation.
<<s Jasmin>>That's exactly why a video is the best choice for this kind of event!<</s>>
<center><img src=images/clubs/human-rights-club/diversity-video.jpg max-width=80%></center>
The choice had been taken, and we were moving forward with our campaign, trying to collect the largest number of people to share our message and fight for marginalized communities.
<<s Jasmin>>It's not about marginalized communities anymore, it's about black lives. BLACK lives matter, and it's time we really share that message.<</s>>
<<light Jasmin>> has really been pushing her message, wanting to really pull for what is apparently the greatest issue with race in our country. It's not all races, it's about black people. The people who used to be slaves a few decades ago, rising up to inherit the country now.
And she needed my help convincing people to join the movement and fight for these rights. The more people we got to talk and call out for their rights, the more our chance to really gather more attention to the HRC and its BLM activities.
I had my choice of all these people to join me, should I convince them: (Beware that I can talk to as many people as I want, so long as their required stat is met or that I have enough energy to do so.)
<div id="ericblm"><<if $cuck gte 5>><<link "<img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'>Convince Eric to record a video">><<add "hrctotal" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<script>>
Dialog.setup("EricBLM", "eriblm");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("EricBLM").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><<replace "#ericblm">>I have already reached our to <<light Eric>> to appear in our video.<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Convince Eric to record a video" "He isn't submissive enough towards me">><</if>></div>
<div id="jeromeblm">
<<if $Jerome gte 5>><<link "Convince Jerome to record a video">><<add "hrctotal" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<script>>
Dialog.setup("JeromeBLM", "jerblm");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("JeromeBLM").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><<replace "#jeromeblm">>I have already reached out to <<light Jerome>> to appear in our video.<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Convince Jerome to record a video" "We aren't close enough">><</if>></div>
<div id="leoblm"><<if $alphabeta lte -15>><<link "Convince Leo to record a video">><<add "hrctotal" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<script>>
Dialog.setup("LeoBLM", "leoblm");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("LeoBLM").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><<replace "#leoblm">>I have already reached out to <<light Leo>> to appear in our video.<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Convince Leo to record a video" "He isn't submissive or feminine enough">><</if>></div>
<div id="julioblm"><<if $Julio gte 3>><<link "Convince Julio to record a video">><<add "hrctotal" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<script>>
Dialog.setup("JulioBLM", "julblm");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("JulioBLM").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><<replace "#julioblm">>I have already reached out to <<light Julio>> to appear in our video.<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Convince Julio to record a video" "We aren't close enough">><</if>></div>
<div id="bbcworldblm"><<if $bbcworld gte 8>><<link "Record a video with strangers">><<add "hrctotal" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<script>>
Dialog.setup("BBCWorldBLM", "bbcblm");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("BBCWorldBLM").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><<replace "#bbcworldblm">>Unfortunately the scene for this hasn't been written yet, but enjoy this free addition to your stats!
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Record a video with strangers" "The world isn't accepting enough">><</if>></div>
<div id="meblm"><<link "Record a video of myself">><<add "hrctotal" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<script>>
Dialog.setup("MeBLM", "meblm");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("MeBLM").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><<replace "#meblm">>Recording myself for the camera, I make a well-rounded speech on how to create a better, more equal world. (Scene to be written at a later stage, when inspiration strikes.)<</replace>><</link>></div>
If I feel like I have done enough; <<link "That's all for now" "School">><<set $HRCInsta to 1>><</link>></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 3>><center><h2>- III -</h2></center>
<<s Jasmin>>We were able to organize it!<</s>>
<<s Author>>What?<</s>>
We were grouped in the usual classroom, thinking of the next step in our fight for human rights, when <<light Jasmin>> approached us with her good news.
<<s Jasmin>>We have access to the newly imprisoned guy. The one who's been wrongly accused.<</s>> She explained, still as vague as she always was.
<<s stranger>>More context?<</s>> Another member of the HRC, which has been growing in these past few months, asked.
<<s Jasmin>>The person who got jailed for being in line with the mafia that ruled this town. The right hand black guy who got persectued for everything. We have the opportunity to meet him to tell his side of the story.<</s>> Jasmin explained, her eyes lighting up.
<<s Author>>What today?<</s>> I asked, incredulous.
The tale of what happened to the mafia has always been shrouded in mystery, with only one person tied to the whole thing having been jailed for their crimes. The rest got through without any repercussions.
<<s Jasmin>>Of course not! It's for Sunday. But it's only for two people.<</s>> She announced, to mixed signals.
<<s professor>>It's a good thing we're not all going. It would be dangerous to be with that person.<</s>> One voiced out.
<<s stranger>>Obviously Jasmin is one of the people going.<</s>> Another commented.
<<s Jasmin>>Yes. Obviously! And <<print $name>> will be joining me.<</s>> She announced.
This opportunity was a big one, to be spending some fun times with my friend but also to hear the tale of someone screwed by the system.
<<s Author>>Are you sure I'm the best person for the job?<</s>> That didn't mean that I wasn't hesitant about it though.
<<s Jasmin>>You've been one of the people that pushed the most for our projects to happen. Of course you are.<</s>> She countered, no one else arguing with that statement. <<s Jasmin>>Besides, this will give more legitimacy to our organisation, and hopefully get us the help of one of those professors.<</s>>
<div id='choices'><<link "Let's do this!">><<pickup $club "BLM3Open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Eager to be joining this once in a lifetime opportunity, and furhter excited to be using this for my college applications, I chose to agree to <<light Jasmin>>'s offer.
<<s Author>>Count me in! Let's do this!<</s>> I announced.
<<light Jasmin>>'s smile grew wide.
<<s Jasmin>>I'll pick you up from your house on Sunday, be ready!<</s>>
//Let's see where this adventure takes us.//
<<link "Go back" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<dark "I don't want to go." "Come on, the story is about you. You need to go.">></div><</if>><img src=images/character/jerome.jpg align=left height=300px style=margin-right:10px>Talking to <<light Jerome>>, I wanted him to be part of the video we were creating since I knew how important and impactful someone like him would be in our video.
<<s Jerome>>What exactly do you want me to do?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I want you to be yourself, talk from the heart, about your struggles under the current oppresive system of the world. Your story and character need to be shared, your message needs to be shared.<</s>>
He looked at me, considering his options.
<<s Jerome>>Are you sure having me alone in front of the camera will be enough to call for a change in the world?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I do believe so...<</s>>
He seemed to have something in mind as he thought about his options.
<<s Jerome>>Why don't you join me?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Why would I?<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>You see if you joined me and were next to me during my speech, we'll be able to really sell the point of unity, don't you think?<</s>>
He might have a point...
<<s Author>>And what should I do?<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>Just follow my lead, don't worry your mind about this.<</s>>
<div id="choices2"><<if $subdom lte -8>><<link "Follow his lead like a good girl">><<replace "#choices2">>Wanting to listen to my colleague as I have before, I decide to follow his lead and join him in front of the camera after turning it on. We were alone in the small makeshift studio room, standing in front of the camera.
<<s Jerome>>Hello there. My name is Jerome, and I am a student at Egregory High. As you can see, I am black. With that has always come a whole lot of issues that have placed me in danger over years of living. But the world is changing. For the better.<</s>>
Looking at me, <<light Jerome>> decided to put his hand out, grabbing me.
<<s Jerome>>The past of this world, the decisions of ancestors, had shaped the world a certain way. Now we change that story. Now we reclaim what should've been ours.<</s>>
I feel myself melt in his touch. His smirk shows his acknowledgement of this, as he pushes me further, his hand resting on my ass behind us.
<<s Jerome>>We now have a different world on our hands. A world willing to listen and follow orders, unlike before.<</s>>
He turns to me, I'm looking at him intently.
<<s Jerome>>Allow me to demonstrate. This here is <<print $name>>. She called me here to record this video. She told me to do whatever I want to do. What I want to do is for her to kiss me and wrap her arms around me.<</s>>
The subtle way with which he gave his order... I complied immediately, pressing my lips against his as I gave myself to the beautiful sensation of giving his this control.
<<s Jerome>>And if I told her to kneel in front of me, she would do it.<</s>>
It took no time for me to drop to my knees in front of him, a docile subject of this dominant person.
<<s Jerome>>Be a good girl and remove my pants.<</s>>
All pretense was gone. I needed to serve him. I needed this.
Unzipping him and letting his jeans drop, I could see the outline of his cock hidden behind his underwear. I needed to see and feel it, and I placed my hand against it.
A slap on my hand stopped me from going further, and prying my eyes away to look to my friend's face, I tried to understand why he would stop me from doing what I intended to do.
<<s Jerome>>Did I tell you you could play with it?<</s>>
<<s Author>>No. Sorry.<</s>>
Looking at the floor, I was ashamed. Maybe because of my emotions getting the best of me, maybe because of not being smart enough to follow simple orders... I felt like something was broken.
<<s Jerome>>It's okay girl. This kind of things happen when you're stupid like that.<</s>>
I looked up at him, hopeful.
<<s Jerome>>Do you really want this? Recorded and everything?<</s>>
I looked back at the camera, its recording red dot staring back at me, challenging me. I turned back to my colleague, looking submissively in his eyes, and nodded my head.
<<s Jerome>>There is no turning back after that. You'll be mine.<</s>>
This was a decision that I already had made. Everything these past couple of months have taught me led me to this moment here. I was ready to make that step. <<light Jasmin>> has nothing on me. And the video will always be mine to commemorate this moment.
<<s Author>>Yes. I need you.<</s>>
There it was. His smirk looking back at my face. His triumphant smile.
<<s Jerome>>Then lose the boxers and pleasure me with your mouth, whore.<</s>>
His name calling sending a jolt up my spine, I reach up and reveal his thick cock, which stares at me. Throwing all thought out of my mind, I eagerly replace them with a cock in my mouth, eager to please.
There it was, his thick, masculine cock, slowly invading my mouth, as I tried my best to pleasure him. Kneeling in that chamber with his penis throbbing in my mouth, I pushed myself to the limit, trying to bring him satisfaction.<<if $sexskill gte 10>>Looking back to all the lessons I have learned across these past couple of months, I try my best to give him pleasure as I bob my head up and down, figthing against my gag reflex as I pushed my limits in serving his magnificent cock. His moans and groans, encouraging, told me I was doing a good job, and I eagerly listened to them for directions on how to optimize his satisfaction. And boy did he look satisfied.<<else>>Unsure of what exactly I was doing and instead following my instincts, I bobbed my head up and down, struggling to fit his great cock in my mouth, as I pushed myself to give him pleasure. Despite my inexperience, his groans told me he was somehow enjoying this, as I tried my best in serving him.<</if>>
<<s Jerome>>As you can see, white girls are made for this. For servitude.<</s>> His teasing voice, probably talking to the camera behind me, narrated what was supposed to be the speech.
//Fuck the speech, I need him to cum!//
I bobbed my head harder as he said that, wanting to satisfy him.
<<s Jerome>>Oh you like hearing that, slut? That's what you white girls are for. Look at you running to create a video to push for our supremacy. Jasmin did a great job on you. We can do even more.<</s>>
His teasing had an odd effect on me, as I felt myself get turned on, heat rising in me as I served his cock with renewed vigor.
//What did he mean by that? Did <<light Jasmin>> lead me here somehow? Was I blind to it?//
<<s Jerome>>Good girl. I'm almost there.<</s>>
<div id="cum"><<if $sexskill gte 10>><<link "Swallow">><<replace "#cum">>I could feel his cock twitching in my mouth, dangerously close to spurting his delectable seed inside of it. I bobbed my head faster, wanting to taste his delicious cum, eager to have him finish inside.
A grunt later, <<light Jerome>> placed his hang on the back of my head, keeping me in place as he let go of his sperm in my mouth, moaning his satisfaction as I swallowed his beautiful cum. Not wanting to waste a single drop, I rushed to gulp down the sweet texture, basking in the impressive quality that was now flowing in my mouth.
<<s Jerome>>What a good girl!<</s>>
Smiling up at him, I lick the small drops that form on the tip of his impressive mast. He strokes my hair with a bit of compassion.
<<s Jerome>>Good job. Now if you'll excuse me, I have somewhere to be.<</s>>
And just like that, <<light Jerome>> takes away the one small moment of compassion before putting his cock back in his pants and starting to head out, noticing the recording camera as he was on his way.
<<s Jerome>>And that's the new world order.<</s>>
With that closing statement, he heads out of class, making sure to close the door behind him, and leaving me there on the ground panting. //How considerate of him.//
Regaining my senses after a short while, I head to the camera and stop its recording.
//This video is going to be amazing for my lonely nights!//
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Swallow" "Not Sexual enough">><</if>>
<<if $sexskill gte 5>><<link "Spit">><<replace "#cum">>As he said that, I felt his cock twitching in my mouth, ready to shoot his load inside and reach its satisfaction. Wanting to please, I continue to bob my head up and down, careful not to choke too much on the impressive member exploring my throat every once in a while.
As he neared completion, moaning heavily and dick twitching in my mouth, <<light Jerome>> decided to place his hand on the back of my head, softly stroking but also subtly informing me he needed me to stay there.
Being the toy I am and wanting to bring him pleasure like I should, I kept at it, eager to receive my reward, which arrived shortly thereafter.
His thick cream filled my mouth as I kept it there, collecting his sperm and twirling my tongue against his head, urging more from him as he bucked his feet. The red dot of the camera behind me, I take out the huge member from my mouth and swirl his sperm in my mouth for him, smiling as I can. His sweet smile back sends chills down my spine.
As I head towards the garbage can, He starts buckling up his pants, and looking at the recording device, announces:
<<s Jerome>>And that's the new world order.<</s>>
With that closing statement, he turns to me. <<s Jerome>>Good job girl. You'll make a good addition to the BNWO.<</s>>
I can feel myself blush, his taste still heavy in my mouth as I bask in the aftermath of what has happened.
Walking out, he leaves the door slightly ajar, as I head to the camera and stop its recording.
//This video is going to be amazing for my lonely nights!//
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Spit" "Not Sexual enough">><</if>>
<<link "Have him cum in my hand">><<replace "#cum">>Despite the great feeling of being so submissive to him and wanting to please him the best I can, I still have my reservations as I kept bobbing my head up and down the best I could.
<<s Author>>Let me know when you're about to cum, please!<</s>>
His groan of approval is accompanied by his hand on the back of my head, pushing me forward to take his cock in my mouth yet again. His big size is a struggle to accommodate, but I am intent on pleasing him the best I can.
Eventually, I feel him twitch and ebb in my mouth, apparently close to reaching his climax. His groans intensifying, he speaks out through them: <<s Jerome>>Yes, that's it. Take it slut!<</s>>
His name calling falling on deaf ears, I pull my mouth away as I stroke his cock with my hand, wanting to collect his beautiful sperm.
Watching as his impressive cock spurts in front of me, I struggle to keep all his sperm in my hand as it flows out of it and falls to the ground. The humiliation of the act is not lost on me as the copious amounts of sperm trickle out and start flowing along my skin, ruining my clothing.
The naughtiness of the act is heightened as <<light Jerome>> looks at the recording camera behind me and gives his concluding statement:
<<s Jerome>>And that's the new world order.<</s>>
Smiling to himself, he starts buckling his pants back up, removing his impressive member from view, and noticing me struggling with his sperm, throws me the tissue box.
<<s Jerome>>Plenty more where that came from, girl.<</s>> He smiles down at me as I look up to him with beady eyes. He strokes my hair one last time before heading out, making sure to close the door behind him to give me privacy as I clean myself and the floor in front of me. //How considerate of him!//
Eventually, as I finish my cleaning spree, I head to the camera and stop its recording.
//This video is going to be amazing for my lonely nights!//
<</replace>><</link>></div>
<</replace>><</link>><<elseif $subdom lte 5>><<link "Follow his lead but be weary">><<replace "#choices2">>Wanting to listen to my colleague as I have before, I decide to follow his lead and join him in front of the camera after turning it on. I still felt a bit apprehensive as things were being recorded.
We were alone in the small makeshift studio room, standing in front of the camera, as I spoke up:
<<s Author>>Please don't overstep, Jerome.<</s>>
Looking at me, he eased the tension: <<s Jerome>>Don't worry. We won't do anything you don't approve of.<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>Hello there. My name is Jerome, and I am a student at Egregory High. As you can see, I am black. With that has always come a whole lot of issues that have placed me in danger over years of living. But the world is changing. For the better.<</s>>
Looking at me, <<light Jerome>> decided to put his hand out, grabbing me.
<<s Jerome>>The past of this world, the decisions of ancestors, had shaped the world a certain way. Now we change that story. Now we reclaim what should've been ours.<</s>>
His electric touch has an immediate effect on me, yet I try to maintain my composure as he tries pushing further, his hand exploring further down my side, getting dangerously close to my ass.
<<s Jerome>>We now have a different world on our hands. A world willing to listen and follow orders, unlike before.<</s>>
He turns to me, I'm looking at him intently.
<<s Jerome>>Allow me to demonstrate. This here is <<print $name>>. She called me here to record this video. She told me to do whatever I want to do. What I want to do is to play with her body.<</s>>
The subtle way with which he gave his order... I had a choice to make, and I had to make it quickly.
<div id="cum"><<if $open gte 18>><<link "Nod, allowing him to explore my body.">><<replace "#cum">>Wanting to feel his hands on my body, and excited at the prospect of doing it in front of a camera, I nod at him, willing to follow his lead as he starts having his hands roam over my body in exploration.
First finding their way towards my ass, they start groping and pulling as my shapely orbs as his hands cause them to jiggle playfully. His teasing gestures make my fight my moans as his hand continue their exploration, and his voice, raspy and masculine, sounds off next to my ear:
<<s Jerome>>Just like <<print $name>> here, the world is ready to let go, and listen to what is best.<</s>>
His hand lands a playful spank, stealing a sultry moan from me.
<<s Jerome>>And what is best is being with strong, masculine, black men like me. It's listening to us and understanding that we can bring you satisfaction like no other person can.<</s>>
His teasing continues as he sneaks his hand past my clothing, groping me through my underwear.
<<s Jerome>>Isn't that right, girl?<</s>>
Lost in the glorious sensation, I moan out in approval.<<s Author>>Mmmm yesss<</s>>
I can feel him smile as his hand continues exploring underneath my clothing, snaking its way to the front as it takes hold of my wettening mound.
<<s Jerome>>Oh this feels... ready.<</s>>
His low voice sounding in my ear, he teases me before he continues speaking.
<<s Jerome>>Their bodies know who's in charge, their whole being is ready for us to take control. So join me, brothers. Join the movement and let's make this world a better place. Let's make these girls better. Show them what the new world order truly looks like.<</s>>
I moan loudly as his hand pushes against my womanhood, and out of nowhere, I feel my knees buck and lose myself to the sensation, held up only by his strong hands.
Reaching my orgasm while being recorded does something to my psyche, as the red dot stares at me grinding myself against his hand trying to prolong the sensation and wanting it to last for as long as it can.
My moans start dying down after a while, as I try to catch my breath while he smiles at me and lets go, dropping me to my knees.
<<s Jerome>>What do we say?<</s>>
I feel compelled to please him. <<s Author>>Thank you!<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>Good girl. Good luck with the video.<</s>>
Smiling, he leaves the room, leaving me there panting and trying to catch my breath.
As I head to stop the recording, I struggle to control my weak steps.
//This video is going to be amazing for my lonely nights!//
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Nod, allowing him to explore my body." "Not open<img src='images/icons/open.png'> enough">><</if>>
<<if $open gte 10>><<link "Bring my ass out, hoping he'd follow where I lead him">><<replace "#cum">>Wanting to feel his hands on my body, and excited at the prospect of doing it in front of a camera, I bring out my ass, wanting to direct his attention to it and hoping he'd pick me up on my offer.
His hands make contact, as they start groping and pulling as my shapely orbs causing them to jiggle playfully. His teasing gestures make my fight my moans as his hand continue their exploration, and his voice, raspy and masculine, sounds off next to my ear:
<<s Jerome>>Just like <<print $name>> here, the world is ready to let go, and listen to what is best.<</s>>
His hand lands a playful spank, stealing a sultry moan from me.
<<s Jerome>>And what is best is being with strong, masculine, black men like me. It's listening to us and understanding that we can bring you satisfaction like no other person can.<</s>>
His teasing continues as he continues his groping, subtly spanking me every once in a while.
<<s Jerome>>Isn't that right, girl?<</s>>
Lost in the glorious sensation, I moan out in approval.<<s Author>>Mmmm yesss<</s>>
As he tries to push me, his hand slowly snaking its way past my skirt, I moan and move away for a bit, signaling I'm not ready for it.
Ever the gentleman, he understands my intention and allows his hand to remain outside of my clothing.
<<s Author>>Thank you<</s>> I whisper under my breath, as suddenly his hand comes crashing down on my ass.
Letting go of his frustration, <<light Jerome>> starts giving me stronger and stronger spanks, and I start taking them with moans of appreciation.
Something about being treated like that feels... Good?
His spanking, still sensual and filled with emotion, elicits moan after moan from me as I feel myself getting wetter and hornier, staring at the camera's recording red dot.
<<s Jerome>>These girls need to know that things have changed, and a new perfection is to be expected in the world. The perfection of our opposing bodies, merged as one.<</s>>
As he says that last sentence, he merges his hand against my shapely backside, the last spank a powerful ripple that sounds off in the room.
<<s Jerome>>That is the new world order.<</s>>
Looking at me, he smiles. <<s Jerome>>Good job, girl.<</s>>
Feeling compelled to show my appreciation, I speak out. <<s Author>>Thank you<</s>>
As he heads towards the door, <<light Jerome>> speaks up. <<s Jerome>>Keep up the good work with the video. You make us proud.<</s>>
I smile to myself as I go to stop the camera's recording.
//This video is going to be amazing for my lonely nights!//
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Bring my ass out, hoping he'd follow where I lead him" "Not open<img src='images/icons/open.png'> enough">><</if>>
<<link "Deny his moves">><<replace "#cum">>Not willing to go further than I was comfortable with, I decided to put a halt to his advances.
<<s Author>>I don't think that would be a good idea for a video that will show in front of the whole school...<</s>>
My rejection doesn't sit very well with <<light Jerome>>, who takes a small moment to recover.
<<s Jerome>>Unfortunately, sometimes people don't understand what they truly need. Sometimes their messages are not clear, and we pay for it.<</s>>
I furrow my brows. //Now I'm the bad guy?//
<<s Jerome>>The new world order is on its way, and either you are ready to follow where it leads or you should be ready to step aside and allow for stronger, more courageous people, to take the lead.<</s>>
Oh he was definitely berating me in front of the recording camera, and I... I just took it.
<<s Jerome>>Eventually, everyone will have to make a choice. <<print $name>> chose wrong. Will you do so as well?<</s>>
His open mockery of me done with, he headed out of the room, not before allowing himself to give me one last word of advice:
<<s Jerome>>If you want to create a better world for us, make sure you're ready to listen to our leadership. You're better than this.<</s>>
Saddened by my failure, I go to stop the recording.
//I should've reacted differently to his advances.//
<</replace>><</link>></div>
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Accept to join him" "I don't feel submissive<img src='images/icons/sub.png'> enough for that.">><</if>>
<<link "Suggest that Jasmin joins him instead.">><<replace "#choices2">>Not wanting to put myself in this situation, and unsure if it is out of fear or out of inadequacy, I come up with an alternative:
<<s Author>>How about Jasmin joins you instead?<</s>>
His smile tells me that suggestion works for him, as he finds yet another opportunity to keep me involved.
<<s Jerome>>And you'll be manning the camera, right?<</s>>
Was I willing to see whatever these two would be up to in front of my recording camera? I'm afraid things might get a bit out of hand...
<div id="choices2.1"><<link "Stay">><<replace "#choices2.1">>//Why not?// I thought to myself as I nodded, setting up the camera as <<light Jerome>> called <<light Jasmin>> over.
Standing in front of the camera, him taking center stage and her by his side, they looked awesome with their contrasting colors.
<<s Jerome>>Hello there. My name is Jerome, and I am a student at Egregory High. As you can see, I am black. With that has always come a whole lot of issues that have placed me in danger over years of living. But the world is changing. For the better.<</s>>
Looking at me, <<light Jerome>> decided to put his hand out, grabbing <<light Jasmin>> next to him, who allowed him to do so.
<<s Jerome>>The past of this world, the decisions of ancestors, had shaped the world a certain way. Now we change that story. Now we reclaim what should've been ours.<</s>>
His confident smirk shows his control of the situation as he pushes me further, his hand resting on her backside, hidden from my view.
<<s Jerome>>We now have a different world on our hands. A world willing to listen and follow orders, unlike before.<</s>>
He turns to <<light Jasmin>>, who is looking at him intently.
<<s Jerome>>Allow me to demonstrate. This is Jasmin. She is the president of the HRC at the school, and she called me here to record this video. She told me to do whatever I want to do. What I want to do is for us to show you the differences between our bodies. Strip.<</s>>
In a haze, <<light Jasmin>> nods before starting to remove layer upon layer of her clothes. In a few seconds, she's standing next to him in her underwear.
<<s Jerome>>Help me out of those.<</s>>
<<light Jasmin>> rushes to follow his orders as he looks back at the camera... //Or is he looking at me?//
<<s Jerome>>This world is about accepting the other. It's about understanding the differences and living with them, appreciating them.<</s>> As the impressive muscular guy was speaking, <<light Jasmin>> dutifully helped him out of his clothes, eager to help him out of them and wanting to aid him in his display of power.
<<s Jerome>>That is something the president of the club here understands very well, as should you.<</s>>
//Now he's definitely talking to me.//
<<s Jerome>>You are the future. Be like Jasmin here, and serve your superiors. Change the narrative, because either you are with progress or against it. And this is what being progressive looks like.<</s>>
As he flexes and shows off his muscular body, he gives <<light Jasmin>> a small side glance. Somehow understanding him, she drapes her hands over his body almost protectively, and starts kissing his biceps. Still staring at me, his eyes scream of a confidence very few people have, as I feel myself getting wet simply watching the two of them.
His confidence grows, as his hand comes crashing down onto my friend's ass, the sound of their impact echoing through the room, making her give off a small yelp.
<<s Jerome>>This is what the new world order looks like.<</s>>
Giving one last smile at the camera, <<light Jerome>> turns towards his eye-candy and presses his lips against hers. She attacks him back with kisses of her own, their open mouth fighting with a passion I have only seen in other videos.
<<s Jerome>>That's good enough, <<print $name>>. Now if you'll excuse us...<</s>>
His intentions clear, I nod, moving to turn off the recording camera.
<<s Jerome>>No. Keep it rolling.<</s>>
<<light Jasmin>> gives off a small chuckle as he goes back to kissing her, moaning intensely.
Not wanting to ruin their fun, I decide to head out of the room, giving them a privacy that they immediately grasp as I hear her moans growing louder.
//Thankfully the school is almost empty now...//
It isn't until half an hour later that <<light Jasmin>> calls me back inside to continue our propaganda video.
//That sex tape must be amazing porn material!//
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Choose to leave">><<replace "#choices2.1">>Not wanting to be placed in such a position to be watching them both play with each other or whatever they had planned for this video, I choose to sit this one out, electing to wander around corridors till they end their recording.
This takes them quite a considerable amount of time as whatever they were recording (which got quite loud at times) ended with them both exiting the room breathing a bit heavier than they did before.
//That recording must be quite interesting…//
<</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>></div><div id='continue'><img src=images/clubs/human-rights-club/eric-speech.jpg align=left height=300px style=margin-right:10px>Reaching out to <<light Eric>>, I tried to get him to record a video for us, but could see the hesitation on his face.
<<s Author>>Come on, Eric! It would mean a lot to me!<</s>> I tried putting on a sweet pouty face, one that hopefully he will fall for.
<<s Eric>>What am I supposed to say in it?<</s>>
I thought about it. Now was as good a time as any to influence him a bit more…
<<s Author>>I don't know, whatever you feel inside. A message of hope.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>Okay but why me?<</s>>
Conflicting emotions played in me. On the one hand I wanted to influence him to the fullest and get him to say things that he wouldn't say otherwise, and on the other…
<<s Author>>Can you pass by school? I think it would be better if you came over so we can talk and record everything here live…<</s>>
<<s Eric>>Okay, but it better be worth it!<</s>>
<<link "Wait for him">><<replace "#continue">><<light Eric>> was finally here, ready to go, and waiting for my directions.
<<s Eric>>So what exactly should I say?<</s>>
<<s Author>>It's quite simple, honestly. We want to create a video that people will want to keep watching. We want to say things that might be controversial but hold a great, real message of growth and humanity.<</s>>
<<light Eric>> still didn't get my point. <<s Eric>>And what does it have to do with me?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I want you to be honest, vulnerable. Can you do that for me?<</s>>
<<s Eric>>Sure.<</s>>
Looking at me in the eyes, he seemed eager to please. //Now was my chance.//
<div id="choices1"><<if $Eric gte 15>><<link "<img src='images/icons/cuck.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Push his limits">><<add "Eric" 1>><<add "cuck" 1>><<add "dom" 1>><<replace "#choices1">>Not willing to lose this opportunity, I guide him through the whole thing:
<<s Author>>Lucky you, I have written a few things that would really send strong messages to viewers. Think you would be able to say them?<</s>>
Nodding, he grabbed a hold of the files I have created for him, skimming through them.
<<s Eric>>These are some… Heavy things…<</s>>
<<s Author>>I know. But I'm sure you will be able to convince me you mean them.<</s>>
I looked him in the eye, almost challenging him to argue or deny me my request. He wanted to speak up against it, but seeing my defiance preferred not to.
Rolling the cameras, I shaked him out of his stupor.
<<s Author>>Action!<</s>>
<<light Eric>>, shaken, gave the papers one last look before he started talking.
<<s Eric>>Hi. My name is Eric.
I am an 18 years old student at Egregory High.
Race is a real issue in the world, and it needs to be solved, one step at a time. I vow to take my part in helping make the world a better place.<</s>>
His hesitation was apparent. He needed the push.
<<s Author>>How do you intend to do that?<</s>>
<<s Eric>>My role as a cis white male in this society is to empower black people to take back what is rightfully theirs. I am meant to help them and enable them to reclaim what my ancestors once took from them, and I should be ready to step aside when the time comes for them to take control of society as reparations.<</s>>
There it was, he was in just the right state of mind to be pushed even further.
<<s Author>>Is that all?<</s>>
Looking at me, he seemed perplexed, as I reminded him of the paper I gave him.
<<s Eric>>Um.. No.<</s>> He gave it a look, and, fortifying himself, continued: <<s Eric>>I vow to keep spreading this message of love and acceptance, and push any partner I have to seek to aid black people in their goals and messages. I vow to allow my future partners to find black men to please and enjoy however they see fit, as I accept that black men are superior and should be treated as such. Long have our ancestors quarreled because of white men's insecurities, and it is finally time to make things right and help set the record straight. I vow to aid black people in all their endeavors, and will take my part in this new order by paying my dues.<</s>>
There it was, on record. <<light Eric>> did well.
Looking at me in rapt attention, he awaited my comments.
<<s Author>>Good job, Eric. You did well.<</s>>
His need for approval sated, he left the room with a confused smile.
//What a sweet, gullible boy. On to the next one!//
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Convince him to say a few things">><<add "Eric" 1>><<replace "#choices1">>Wanting to aid him in understanding the kind of messaging we are going for, I help him out a bit more:
<<s Author>>Look, here are a few things that we have written and that I think you'll be able to say while sounding natural.<</s>>
Handing over a piece of paper, I give him the time to read it and understand all the messaging inside.
<<s Eric>>Some of these things are quite heavy…<</s>>
Not wanting to push him too hard, and not confident enough in our friendship, I allow him room to breathe: <<s Author>>Look, you don't have to say all of this. They're just guidelines. Say what you feel like saying.<</s>>
He nods, ready to record, as I roll the camera.
<<s Author>>Rolling. Start by introducing yourself and take it from there.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>Hi. My name is Eric.
I am an 18 years old student at Egregory High.
Race is a real issue in the world, and it needs to be solved, one step at a time. I vow to take my part in helping make the world a better place.<</s>>
His hesitation was apparent, but I didn't want to push him too hard. I give him a confident nod.
<<s Eric>>As a society, we should empower black people to take part in a more equal society where everyone gets the space to grow and impact their communities. I vow to take my part in creating this equal society that provides equal opportunities for people regardless of race.<</s>>
I could see him slowly regaining confidence in the messages he was sharing.
<<s Eric>>An equal society starts with you and I, and I am ready to take my part in helping the new world order. Are you?<</s>>
I smile as he ends his speech.
<<s Eric>>How was that?<</s>>
<<s Author>>That should do. Thank you Eric!<</s>>
I sweetly led him out after that, eager to get on to the next one.
<</replace>><</link>><</if>>
<<link "Just film something, let him say whatever he wants.">><<replace "#choices1">>Not ready to push his limits, I try to guide him simply through the process:
<<s Author>>It's very easy, Eric. I'll be rolling the camera. You start by introducing yourself and then move on to talk about what you think would be a better, more equal world.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>I'm not sure what it means to have such a place though..<</s>>
<<s Author>>It's unimportant, we will be editing it with other people's stuff. So long as you say the right things it's all good.<</s>>
Eager to get it over with, I roll the camera.
<<s Eric>>Hi. My name is Eric.
I am an 18 years old student at Egregory High.
Race is a real issue in the world, and it needs to be solved, and…<</s>>
His hesitation was apparent, I just egged him on.
<<s Author>>You're doing good, keep going.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>I want to help in creating a better world where everyone can be who they want to be.
Black, white, Asian, gay, we're all the same.<</s>>
I would've facepalmed myself, if he didn't continue with his wreck of a speech:
<<s Eric>>The world needs more equality, and we are the equality that the world needs. I want to help, and so should you!<</s>>
I was certain that the best of his speech was already behind us.
<<s Author>>Cut!<</s>>
Smiling, <<light Eric>> approached me. <<s Eric>>How was it?<</s>>
<<s Author>>The good thing is that you introduced yourself correctly. We'll edit it with the rest.<</s>>
Not understanding that I was disappointed with him, <<light Eric>> excused himself and headed out, eager to continue his day.
//Let's hope the next one will be better.//
<</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>></div>Calling in my cute friend to join me in recording this content for the page might very well be an amazing way to really show how things should look going forward. However, it might be a challenge to get him to admit things in front of the camera. I was sure I was going to get what I need from him.
<<s Author>>Okay Leo, simply start by introducing yourself.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Well... Hi. My name is Leo. I am a student at Egregory High. A senior student.<</s>>
His awkwardness was showing.
<<s Author>>Is everything okay?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I don't know, I haven't been feeling like my best lately...<</s>>
An idea struck me. Whenever I'm not at my best...
<<s Author>>I have an idea.<</s>>
Taking out my small make-up kit from my purse, I approached him.
<<s Leo>>What are your doing?<</s>>
<<s Author>>What does it look like I'm doing? I'm putting some make-up on you, to boost your confidence!<</s>>
Hesitant, <<light Leo>> agrees with my action as I continue to apply the subtle yet important touches to his skin, enhancing his feminine features and giving him a slight blush.
<<s Author>>The better you look, the better you'd feel about yourself, Leo.<</s>>
I could see the impact that the make-up was having on him, but as usual, he still needed my guidance.
<<s Leo>>Hello! My name is Leo, and I am a senior student at Egregory High.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Fantastic. Now talk about your opinion on race and how it relates to you.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Racism is bad. It's actually like really bad. Our whole world should be built on equality. On supporting each other and helping everyone achieve their best selves. There is not a difference between races, nothing changes whether your skin...<</s>>
As he continues with his speech, I feel compelled to push a certain message forward... Do I help him admit that in a new world, his kind, the beta white male... Is less, not equal?
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/nb.png'>Let him keep talking">><<replace "#choices">>Not wanting to bother myself with another brainwashing session, I allow <<light Leo>> to keep going with his speech as he drones on about the importance of equality and an egalitarian world, droning on about how all men are created equal and whatnot.
//This is a good message, but a lost opportunity to influence him...//<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'>Push him towards my ideology">><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Finding my opportunity and not wanting to let it go to waste, I speak up.
<<s Author>>Hey Leo are you sure about this equality thing?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Um... Yeah? What do you mean isn't that what this video you're doing about?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Well... Look at yourself. You look better in make-up, and your body isn't quite so masculine... Are you sure that there's equality between you and say for example <<light Julio>>?<</s>>
My statement shocking him, <<light Leo>> is a bit thoughtful before answering me.
<<s Leo>>You're right... We are different. And that's a good thing?<</s>>
I nod, but want to lead him elsewhere with this.
<<s Author>>Not only that. In comparing you, what do you think?<</s>>
Conflicting thoughts are flying behind his eyes as I see him struggling to accept the conclusion I had been leading him to. He loses his internal fight.
<<s Leo>>I am inferior.<</s>>
I smile widely at him, showing him the encouragement he needs to try everything again. Taking a deep breath, he speaks out again.
<<s Leo>>Hello everyone! My name is Leo, a senior student here at Egregory High. Despite my age and gender, I have always considered myself inferior.<</s>> Looking at me watching him closely, he felt compelled to add: <<s Leo>> Just like many white men like me. But I understand that the world is changing, and that things are evolving in the world in ways that I don't particularly have control over, neither should have control over.<</s>>
//He's really going for it!//
<<s Leo>>Here I am, a weak white man, admitting my shortcomings, and proving to everyone that we still have a place in this world, if we accept where we stand and what we do in it.
I am ready to take my place in the new world order, are you?<</s>>
As <<light Leo>> gives his final killer smile to the camera, I can't help but give a rapid applause as I go up to hug him.
<<s Author>>Ohhh how did it feel?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>A relief actually. I've always felt this, but here I am actually saying it!<</s>>
Giving him encouragement, I chime in: <<s Author>>You're on the right side of history, Leo. Be proud.<</s>>
His smile is radiant as he walks out of the room, a turned white boy on his path to a better world.<</replace>><</link>></div>Calling over my friend to join us in our video campaign, I am immediately met with a skeptical approach, as he voices off:
<<s Julio>>Why are you doing this?<</s>>
I was confused.
<<s Author>>Because it has to be done? Because we need to have an equal, free world?<</s>> I asked, the answer obvious in my eyes.
<<s Julio>>No. I mean why are YOU doing this? Jasmin has always been a proponent, but why is the whole HRC and you going for it?<</s>>
Now his question made more sense. I answered him.
<<s Author>>Because. It's the right thing to do. And I want to be doing the right thing.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Now that you've told your bull crap, why is it really that you're doing this? Noone is forcing you to, so why?<</s>>
<div id="choices"><<if $bbcworld gte 8>><<link "<img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>Because I believe black people are superior and want to serve them.">><<add "arousal" 10>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>I just... I believe that's the only way forward. White men who have been in power for decades are trying to push you down, knowing that you are superior. They are afraid of you, and it's sickening to see. I think it's about time you took your rightful place in society and put them in their place.<</s>>
His smile is wide, as he raises an eyebrow, willing me to keep talking. I comply.
<<s Author>>You're stronger, more powerful, more masculine, more aware. There is nothing that you do that isn't better than what they do. And I truly believe that the way forward is with you on top. I want to be on the right side of history and serve that future.<</s>>
<<light Julio>> is impressed with my words, and makes it clear:
<<s Julio>>Good girl. You know, you inspired me with my own speech for the camera! You're doing well for the movement.<</s>>
As he takes his place in front of the camera to give his speech, I think back on how it felt to be honest like that, and feel a slight heat down below... //Fuck that was a turn-on.//
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'>Because Jasmin kind of forced us to do it.">><<less "Jasmin" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Does it look like I have much choice in this? Jasmin is in charge of the HRC, and we just help her. Eventually it will help us do our own thing but till then what she says kind of goes...<</s>>
<<s Julio>>That's unfortunate, I always figured you to be a tiny bit more assertive, turns out you're just like the rest of them.<</s>>
His comment stinging me, I can't help but feel bad as he takes his place in front of the camera, giving a strong, honest speech.
//On to the next one!//
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/close.png'>Because I want the attention">><<less "open" 1>><<less "Julio" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Honestly? Doing this is the right thing and I want people to see that I'm doing the right thing. That's why I'm calling everyone I know to appear in this video.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Including me. This isn't about the video, it's about you.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Oh come on! We're all selfish beings here. Don't you want to make your speech and share your message about what you think is best for the world?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>I do...<</s>>
<<s Author>>And I'm giving you a platform for it, so you're welcome.<</s>>
Ushering him towards the camera, I give him his cue as he gives his speech.
//On to the next!//
<</replace>><</link>></div>Something needed to be done about the whole inequality thing. And I needed to be the one to do it. After a small talk with <<light Jasmin>>, I had made the decision to stand in front of the camera myself, and give my own speech regarding the whole BLM thing.
<<s Author>>Hello. My name is <<print $name>> and I am a student at Egregory High.<</s>>
I introduced myself as all students have before me.
<<s Author>>Working hand in hand for a better future is important, essential. That is why we here at the HRC are pushing for equality, regardless of gender, to represent the BLM movement and create a better world going forward. It is through your actions that we can do that. We are doing our thing, how about you do yours?<</s>>
I gave my winning smile as I finished my speech, thinking back to what <<light Jasmin>> told me before going in front of the camera.
<<s Jasmin>>Your speech needs to be a winner one. <<if $hrcrole is "vice">>As vice-president, all eyes will be on you to say the right thing.<<else>>As a key team member, all eyes will be on you to say the right thing.<</if>> Talk about reparations, personal action, whatever you want, but make sure that what you say hits just right with our message.<</s>>
There was undeniable pressure to perform well, and I needed to nail this.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'>Call for reparations">><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "hrc" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Remembering the previous event we had held, I decided to push even more for reparations, willing to put black lives at the forefront of our fight.
<<s Author>>It is only through paying back the price of years of oppression that we can create a better, more equal world. It is only through inequality shifted that we can reach true equality. Set aside your prejudices and pay the price of your ancestors' mistakes, and only through that can you truly start to help the movement. This is the one true path to an equal society.<</s>>
I allowed my emotions to show through my speech, feeling myself get emotional as I talked and pushed for a more equal world. I could feel the heat of the moment rising through me as I spoke, and could see from the corner of my eye <<light Jasmin>> nodding in affirmation, happy to see me be vocal about reparations like that, just like she had suggested. I was happy to create a better world through my words.
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<<if $open gte 25 and $bbcworld gte 20>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/cuck.png'>Vow to be Black Only">><<add "cuck" 1>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "hrc" 2>><<add "open" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<pickup $blackonly 'Statement' 1>><<replace "#choices">>The heat of the moment rising through me, unknowing if it was because of <<light Jasmin>>'s expectations or because of my own need to put myself in such a situation, I pushed myself even further as I continued my speech:
<<s Author>>It is only through true reparations that we can create a more equal world. And I encourage every single girl to do the same, every single white person.<</s>>
I needed to get it out of my chest. I needed my speech to have an impact. I couldn't miss the opportunity.
<<s Author>>That is why today I made a vow. I make a vow that I will hold true and dear, no matter the consequence.<</s>>
There was the jump. The leap of depraved solidarity.
<<s Author>>I vow to be black only. That's the true way of life and the one way we can truly confirm that the world will be a better place, ready to welcome an equal society.<</s>>
I'd done it, and I could see <<light Jasmin>> smiling widely behind the camera. //Was this her plan all along?//
I kept going. <<s Author>>I encourage you to do the same, and set aside your prejudices. Build a better future by cutting off evil and embracing good, embracing black people. It is the only true way forward.<</s>>
Not thinking about the effect that such a video would have on my future, my career, my college prospects, I felt compelled to push the envelope, knowing that such a statement would probably change my life for good.
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'>Give some general bullshit speech">><less "Jasmin" 1>><<less "hrc" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Honestly believing that what I had said was enough, I decided to end my speech with one last inspirational quote:
<<s Author>>Remember, it's you that starts the change, so change!<</s>>
I could see <<light Jasmin>>'s disappointment very clearly on her face, yet felt confident that I didn't need to do more. Might've been a mistake, but I was happy with what we had created.
<</replace>><</link>></div>Maybe going out in public to ask strangers to voice their support of the movement is the best way to go about doing this?
That thought in mind, I decided to take the camera and walk the streets of our town, hoping to get people to give their opinion in public, a true portrayal of the accessibility of the movement and how different people think about it, in hopefully a positive way.
As I reached the streets, I was faced with a decision on who to talk to regarding our message, hoping to get the right kind of person to make their comment.
The first option I had was a homeless person, obviously challenged in life and with a heavy air of pain surrounding him. <<if $open gte 20>><<else>>//I didn't feel confident reaching out to him//<</if>>
The second person I could talk to was a white businessman, well dressed, who seemed to be waiting for an uber at the side of the road, hurriedly looking at his expensive watch.
The last option I had was a black father walking alongside his daughter, hand in hand, happily talking to her. They made a sweet image.
<div id="choices"><<if $open gte 20>><<link "Talk to the homeless person">><<less "open" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Not sure what compelled me to talk to him, I reached out to the homeless person, wanting his contribution to the video.
<<s stranger>>I appreciate you reaching out to someone like me. All I can say is that there is a lot of inequality in the world, regardless of race and gender. Look at me. I am neither black nor a woman and yet I am considered the lowest of lows.<</s>>
His sob story is not really the intended message from our video, but I respectfully keep recording, allowing him the space to continue talking rather than stopping him outright.
<<s stranger>>People who look at me on the street spit on me. They make fun of me, of my situation and where I am.<</s>> He stands, inching closer to my recording device. I give it no thought.
<<s stranger>>The only things I can get, I have to fight for, reach out myself to take.<</s>>
Distracted by how he looks in my frame, I see him reach out and grab a hold of me, surprisingly strong for his build.
<<s stranger>>And what I want right now, is you.<</s>>
This situation escalated much further than anticipated, I let out a screech, calling for help.
My cries are immediately answered, people rushing to aid me. The stranger lets go and starts running away.
<<s Professor>>Is everything okay?<</s>> A lady who had rushed to my rescue asked me, a hand on my shoulder.
I look down at my still recording device, shaking from the encounter.
<<s Author>>Yes. Yes it is.<</s>>
The moment has passed, I feel angry towards this shitty person and his shitty behavior, unable to do anything to stop his evil deeds.
//Let's hope our paths don't cross again.//
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Talk to the homeless person" "I'm not sure he's the best option">><</if>>
<<link "Talk to the businessman">><<add "hrc" 2>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Talking to the well-dressed businessman, I attempt to get his thoughts on the matter.
<<s stranger>>I don't have a lot of time, but don't mind helping. What is it you want?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I just want your opinion regarding racial issues and the effects they have on our society.<</s>>
The man, obviously intrigued by the purpose of my approach, gives the subject a moment of reflection before answering:
<<s stranger>>I am not the best person to be talking about this subject, however I will be answering you with what I know and the experience I have had with that matter.<</s>>
I could already feel the tension of the moment rise, his words well studied and his stance changing into one full of authority.
//This might've been a mistake.//
<<s stranger>>I know my ancestors have made a lot of mistakes, and work every day to undo the effect of what they have done on our society.
In the past, my great-grandparents used to own farms in the south. Nowadays, I own companies whose CEOs I vow to represent our society to the best of my ability. I might have grown up on the money stolen from people all over the globe, but I do everything in my power every day to give back to society, and work towards making it a more equal and just one.
There is a long fight ahead of us in order to create a better, more equal world. However the only way we can do that is by using our power for good. That is the only true way forward, and that is my solemn vow.<</s>>
I was left speechless, extremely happy to have found this man to talk in my video.
He later turned out to be a surprisingly down-to-earth multi-millionaire, a great addition to our video and the HRC as a whole.
//Huge success!//
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<<link "Talk to the father">><<replace "#choices">>The father was my safest bet in creating good content for our video, what with him being with his daughter and all.
<<s stranger>>Most definitely not, I would never support that movement.<</s>>
Shocked was an understatement to what I was feeling.
<<s stranger>>Putting people at odds against one another in order to advance just the elite in any racial group is not the way forward. These movements are used by people with the means for it to advance only themselves. Thank you, but you're sorely mistaken in supporting such a group, especially being a school! What has our world gotten to!<</s>>
His loud, obnoxious speech did not help us one bit in our promotional work. We had to find a different tactic unfortunately.
//Better luck elsewhere I guess...//<</replace>><</link>></div><<if visited(passage()) is 1>><div id='continue'><<pichead "clubs/human-rights-club/car-ride.jpg" "The ride over">>Riding alongside my friend in the vehicule, we headed in the direction of the county jail, around an hour away by car.
<<s Jasmin>>It's going to be so interesting to ask him about his experience in that place, about what made him get there... About how they discriminated against him and how his life changed...<</s>>
<<light Jasmin>> was musing about the experience we were about to have.
<<s Jasmin>>Did you know how bad our prisons are? And how much discrimination happens on every level of government, especially the judiciary?<</s>> She called out, an eager advocate for rights.
<<s Jasmin>>The guy has done almost all the same things as other white men, yet these other ones got under witness protection when they lied and turned everything on him. It's sickening!<</s>>
<<s Author>>Weren't they part of a sex trafficking ring? Selling and trading prostitutes and whatnot?<</s>> I asked, thinking my sources were wrong.
<<s Jasmin>>They were, but from what information I've managed to gather from the women, most if not all of them were willingly part of it.<</s>> She explained. <<s Jasmin>>Something about empowerment.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Or drugs. I'm not sure which is right.<</s>> I clarified.
The tension of the moment was high, our excitement palpable.
<<s Jasmin>>Regardless, it's not the best place for anyone to be in; jail. We'll need to show compassion and understanding.<</s>> My friend said, reminding me of our duty.
I knew what I needed to do, that's for sure.
We were going to make the best of the situation, and advocate for whatever we find is right.
<<link "Arriving to prison">><<replace "#continue">><<pichead "clubs/human-rights-club/prison-exterior.jpg" "The county jail">>As we reached the prison and its rugged exterior, I immediately noticed how downtrodden the whole place looked. The people there definitely invested more into security than anything else, the whole place looking like an absolute wreck, smelling of piss and corruption.
//No wonder these convicts would want to escape this hellish place!//
We got escorted into the visitation space, a calm location that smelled a tiny bit less than its surroundings. Away from prying eyes, we were brought into a secluded room devoid of windows or mirrors. A truly isolated space.
<<s professor>>This is where you'll be meeting Thomia. He's currently being brought over here.<</s>>
I looked around me at the room.
<<s Author>>Is this a safe place? It looks kinda scary...<</s>>
<<s professor>>Worry not.<</s>> The guard smiled at me, pointing to a camera in the corner. <<s professor>>The room is monitored constantly by these cameras, and I'll be here with you at all times.<</s>> He announced.
This did bring me a sense of relief.
<<s professor>>We usually search you before your entry, but you are high school students. I don't think you're hiding anything, would you be?<</s>> He looked at us intently, eyeing us up and down.
I shook my head no. <<light Jasmin>>, more confident, spoke up.
<<s Jasmin>>You wish you could get your hands on us, perv.<</s>> She was quick to insult him. The white guard immediately calmed down, keeping to himself.
At that moment, the door to the room opened, revealing the guest of honor.
<<link "Meet the convict">><<replace "#continue">><<pic "Thomia">>The jailed convict, previous member of the mafia.<</pic>>
Led by two guards into the room, the imposing figure walked into the room, immediately noticing us, and smiling in our direction.
<<s Thomia>>Hello ladies. It's so good to meet you.<</s>> He said eloquently, and I was immediately struck by his good humor and great manners.
<<s stranger>>Hold still, Thomia.<</s>> One of the guards told him, as they undid his bindings from behind his back.
They brought him to the chair facing the table, making him have a seat on it.
<<s Thomia>>Excuse me while I'm predisposed. It's for your own safety.<</s>> His tone implied humor, yet his words implied danger.
There was something equally unsettling and intriguing about the person that we were being introduced to, a strong character that seemed in control even when chained.
Even when chained to the table that separated us from him, as the guards hooked his handcuffs onto the table.
<<s stranger>>Have you got it from here?<</s>> The guard asked, looking at the one that stood there with us.
This one nodded, as the other two left, leaving only four of us in the room. The guard, <<light Jasmin>>, me, and the enigmatic <<light Thomia>>.
<<s Thomia>>Why don't you girls take a seat? I don't bite... Hard.<</s>>
The stranger wasn't so old. He was only a few years our senior, and his humor showed it. His body, battered by his years in prison, and further roughed up by what must have been a difficult childhood, sat with a serene superiority.
<<light Jasmin>> and I complied, taking our seats facing him and yet still feeling on edge. At least that's how I was feeling. There was no telling where <<light Jasmin>>'s mind was at.
<<s Thomia>>How rude of you to not introduce yourselves to your captor!<</s>> The black guy said, his eyes almost removing our clothes.
<<s Jasmin>>My name is Jasmin, sir.<</s>> My friend respectfully spoke.
<<s Thomia>>Sir. I like that. You better keep calling me that.<</s>> He quipped. <<light Jasmin>> imperceptibly nodded her head.
The convict turned towards me.
<<s Thomia>>And you?<</s>>
<<s Author>><<print $name>>.<</s>> I answered him. His eyes didn't move from me. <<s Author>>Sir.<</s>> I added.
His triumphant smile told me he was in control of this, his innate charisma apparent.
<<s Thomia>>You already know my story. About the mafia. The control we had over your nice town. The far reach of our activities. And how I'm the only one to have gotten convicted after the turf war that exploded.<</s>> The black guy spoke clearly and with authority. <<s Thomia>>My good conduct has allowed us to meet. So don't worry. You are safe here, in the most unsafe place in the country.<</s>> He elaborated.
<<s Jasmin>>It's really unfair what happened to you. Wrongly convicted.<</s>>
<<s Thomia>>Oh don't get me wrong. I'm not a saint. I've done my fair share of illegal stuff. But when the law is looking for a fall person, the black man usually gets it.<</s>>
His situation was perfect for our movement. His natural charisma was even more compelling for the tale he was sharing.
<<s Thomia>>But it's all part of the plan, you know. Eventually things are to change. Want me to tell you a secret?<</s>>
He got closer to us, leaning over the table and giving a sideway glance to the guard, who kept his distance.
<<light Jasmin>> and I were compelled to lean in too.
<<s Thomia>>Don't tell anyone this, but I chose to be here. It's all part of the wider plan. For our return.<</s>> He shared.
My eyes went wide with confusion, realization, intrigue. I needed to know more.
<<s Thomia>>But no questions about that. I'm not here to answer those.<</s>> He stated, moving backwards to sit upright in his seat.
<<s Thomia>>So, what do you want to talk about?<</s>> He asked, giving us the room to question him.
<<light Jasmin>> was looking at him differently after this latest shared information. There was almost a sense of... Infatuation?
Regardless, if we needed to get anything out of this meeting, I'd have to be the one to ask him about his past or present.
Question was, did I want to ask more about the way he was treated in the gang, about how he was currently treated at jail as a black convict... Or did I want to satiate a personal curiosity regarding the prostitutes that they reportedly hired back in the day?
<div id='choices'><<link "Ask about his old boss">><<replace "#choices">>If I was to find out more about him, about what his plans are, and about where things might lead him, I needed to ask the right questions. He mentioned it was all part of a plan...
<<s Author>>Can you tell us more about your old boss, the head of the operation?<</s>> I asked him, keeping my full focus on any micro-expression that might give away some hidden secret about their relationship.
<<s Thomia>>Oh that's a really good question!<</s>> He tried to disarm me with flattery. <<s Thomia>>He took me in when I was really young, barely adolescent. I was like a son to him. Or rather, a second son. He had a family. A wife that got killed in a previous altercation with another gang. You know, the usual. The was fearsome, fearless.<</s>> The convicted criminal mused, remembering the person who got him locked up.
<<s Thomia>>How old are you?<</s>> He disarmed me with his question, but I was quick to recover:
<<s Author>>We're 18 years old.<</s>> I announced, staring at him, noticing the small smile that appeared on his face.
<<s Thomia>>Barely legal. I like that.<</s>> He gave a glance to the guard, who shuckled at the joke.
//Odd...//
<<s Thomia>>Obviously, things were not to last well.<</s>> The convict went back to his story, brushing over the information he got. <<s Thomia>>I may have felt like I was his son, but there was actual blood involved, something more important to him than a black kid who had complete allegiance to him. He preferred his biological son to me. And there was nothing that I could do about it. When the time came, I took the blame. Maybe then he'd see my value. Maybe then he'd accept my help.<</s>> The hulking black figure took a softer appearance, his memories getting the better of him, his earlier defeat impacting how he felt about his imprisonment.
<<s Thomia>>But alas, it was not written for me. I'm stuck here while they all roam free.<</s>> His small smirk, a smidge of a smile, told me that he was lying. I kept the information to myself.
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<<link "Ask about racial injustice">><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<replace "#choices">>The purpose of our visit was the fact that his race got him jailed. It was about the injustice he went through caused by his skin color.
<<s Author>>Do the people here, or before, treat you differently because of how you look?<</s>>
He looked at me with a raised eyebrow. He seemed intrigued by the question.
<<s Thomia>>How old are you?<</s>> He asked, obviously a prelude to what came next.
<<s Author>>We're 18 years old.<</s>> I answered him confidently.
<<s Thomia>>Barely legal. I like that.<</s>> He glanced at the guard as he said his joke, eliciting laughter from the guy.
This was unsettling.
<<s Thomia>>You're young. You mean well, but your racial worldview will stop you from truly understanding the world. There are more black convicts here than any other race. Here, we're the majority. We're in control.<</s>> He explained, his tone serious and engaging. <<s Thomia>>That means that the guards, the white guards, usually use more destructive power against us.<</s>>
He looked at the guard that stood behind us with hatred in his eyes. He spoke from experience it seemed.
<<s Thomia>>Isn't that right?<</s>> He challenged the man.
<<s professor>>That's true.<</s>> The guard professed, weirdly enough.
There was something awkward about the dynamics between these two.
<<s Thomia>>Even out there, in the criminal world I had found myself in, there was a lot of tension between the races. Between the family of my boss and my crew, a "colored" crew that looked and talked like me.<</s>> The convict elaborated, a heartfelt confession that had <<light Jasmin>> completely invested.
<<s Thomia>>Our difference, although superficial, ran deep. And ultimately, it cost me my freedom. I fit better here, but at the cost of what could've been had I stayed outside.<</s>>
Does he fit better here? Was this a callback to that supposed plan they had?
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<<link "Ask about the prostitution ring">><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "arousal" 20>><<replace "#choices">>Despite the reason why we were there, despite the questions that I was supposed to ask and the answers that I was supposed to get, I was drawn to information that I wanted to get.
<<s Author>>We've read that your gang led a prostitution ring, one that spread all over town. This is what ultimately got you convicted, despite all the women claiming they are willingly part of your organisation.<</s>> I introduced the question. <<s Author>>What exactly happened in regards to that.<</s>>
<<s Thomia>>Oh that's a great question, and a curious mind! I like that!<</s>> His compliment had its desired effect on me, as I felt myself blush because of it. He smiled wide.
<<s Thomia>>The ring, if you want to call it that, was a fine establishment that gave work opportunities to people without a future or that struggled with their payments, and filled a societal need that everyone looked to fill.<</s>> The convict explained, making it sound like a service to society rather than the illegal thing that it truly was.
But I was invested.
<<s Thomia>>A lot of these women had willingly come to us, invited by their friends in the business, for additional payment. For a guaranteed amount of money by the end of the month with which to pay their bills. Student debt, outstanding payments, rent... We helped a lot of people stay afloat at that time.<</s>> The black guy explained, focusing his attention on us.
<<s Thomia>>How old are you?<</s>> He asked, intrigued.
<<s Author>>We're 18 years old.<</s>> I answered him, trying to understand what point he'd currently want to make.
<<s Thomia>>Barely legal. That would've made you a lot of money.<</s>> I didn't know whether to take it as a compliment or an insult. He probably meant it as a compliment.
<<s Thomia>>Our organization presented a lot of opportunities for people to build their future, through dubious means probably. But it offered them a hope for the future nonetheless.<</s>>
//A hope for the future... At least they had more than I do now, thinking about my lost opportunity to build a better future through education, through my college applications. Would things have been really easier had I joined such an establishment?//
I noticed the line of thought I was following, and halted it, looking at the man incredulously. Was it that easy to get me musing about prostituting myself?
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<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>><div id='continue'><<pic "Thomia">>The charismatic convict.<</pic>>As I thought about the information the convict had just shared with us and tried to figure out what my next question would be, we got interrupted by the door that opened to reveal one of the guards.
<<s stranger>>Ladies. Can you please step out for a moment?<</s>> He asked, his tone implying no argument on the matter.
We complied, standing to walk outside.
<<s Jasmin>>Excuse us.<</s>> My friend addressed the convict in a flirtatious tone, before walking out with me.
The door closed behind us as the guard addressed us:
<<s stranger>>We're finding technical difficulties with the surveillance system in that room. Unfortunately our cameras are cut off at the moment, so we'll have to ask you to wait for a while before continuing your interview with this... person.<</s>> The hatred that the white guard had towards the convict was clearly apparent.
<<s Jasmin>>Oh we don't have that time! Every additional minute we spend here is taxed by the taxi waiting for us!<</s>> My friend explained. <<s Jasmin>>Can't something be done?<</s>>
The guard looked at her with a stern expression on his face.
<<s stranger>>It wouldn't be safe, not the protocol.<</s>> He said.
<<s Jasmin>>What protocol? The cameras are not filming anything so no one would know.<</s>> My friend was eager to go back to the conversation with the jailed black guy.
<<s stranger>>But-<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>And also there's this white guy, the guard, in the room with us. He'd keep us safe should anything happen, no?<</s>>
She had him there. The guard thought about it for a moment, before agreeing.
<<s stranger>>Are you sure that's what you want?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>We have no choice, right?<</s>> My friend turned towards me, willing me to agree with her statement.
<<link "Agree with her">><<add "arousal" 10>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#continue">><<s Author>>Jasmin's right. We'll be safe.<</s>> I wanted to see what else the convict had to share, our conversation already giving us fruitful insight on his life and conflict.
The guard nodded, accepting our verdict.
<<s stranger>>Very well. In you go. Make sure that you inform the guard if anything offhand happens.<</s>> He stated, leading us back inside.
We walked back in, the convict still in position, asking the guard that had stayed inside.
<<s Thomia>>Is it done?<</s>> His voice barely registered in my head as I looked up at the cameras that were observing us. The red light had died, replaced with a black void.
The guard nodded as he closed the door behind us.
<<s Thomia>>Sorry for the inconvenience.<</s>> He joked at us as we took our seats facing him again.
<<s Jasmin>>We're the ones who should be sorry.<</s>> My friend announced, eliciting a smirk from the black convict.
<<s Thomia>>I agree.<</s>> He announced, a subtle shift of power happening as <<light Jasmin>> allowed herself to be on the defensive in their silent flirtations.
<<s Thomia>>Regardless, I think you can still be of use and service. Ask away.<</s>> He commanded, a strikingly powerful presence in the room.
Now that the cameras were turned off, I felt vulnerable. Naked. There was nothing protecting us from whatever the convict might want to do except for the guard that stood to our side. Comparing their two sizes, there was a sense of inadequacy that struck me. Should the black guy escape his binds, he could easily overpower the guard, leaving us all at his mercy.
The thought sent a chill down my spine, as I tried to concentrate on the conversation my friend and the chained man were having.
<<s Jasmin>>Can't anything be done? In regards to your unfair judgment?<</s>>
<<s Thomia>>The only unfair thing is the fact that I haven't had the pleasure of a feminine company in a long time. Your research in the BLM movement and what it means to be black have surely informed you of our... Advanced sexual needs.<</s>> The man explained, before elaborating: <<s Thomia>>What's more, it was only recently that I was allowed visitation by people who were interested in my story. In what I had to say. I had been silenced for so long.<</s>> His sob story was a facade, we all knew that. But it was also compelling, roping <<light Jasmin>> in as she imperceptibly leaned forward for a bit.
<<s Thomia>>Thankfully, there are some here who understand what it means to be allies in the cause. What it means to know their place in the grand scheme of things and who is willing to serve that changing tide.<</s>> The man spoke, turning towards the guard, who moved to his side.
<<s Thomia>>I am understanding. I am lenient.<</s>> The intimidating black convict spoke, as the guard worked on finding the right keys. I felt a chill travel through my spine, my goosebumps firing across my body.
<<s Thomia>>And I offer you a proposal. One you are welcome to take or ignore.<</s>> He spoke as he stood, presenting his chained hands to the guard that cowered in front of his dominant stature. <<s Thomia>>There are no negative repercussions to your denial of what I offer. Only a loss of opportunity. You've heard about reparations. About serving your black brethren in their sexual needs. And none is as needy as I am in the state I'm in. I offer you the honor of serving me here and now.<</s>>
His chains undone, the man stroked his bruised wrists, looking down at us in our seats as he dominantly stood in front of us.
<<s Thomia>>This is your opportunity to pay back the injustices done onto me, showing this white guy who you actually belong to,<</s>> he pointed to the cowering guard, <<s Thomia>>and doing what you were meant to do from the moment you stepped into this room and started this Black Lives Matter journey. Show me, show everyone that we do matter. Serve.<</s>>
His command seeped into my brain, telling me what it requested of me. I looked at him with nervous excitement, unsure of what I should choose to do.
<<light Jasmin>> was already moving, taking off her clothes to present herself to him.
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//What was I willing to do?//
<div id='choices'><<link "Let Jasmin take the lead, simply watch.">><<pickup $club "BLM3Hesitation" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "arousal" 30>><<replace "#choices">>I felt trapped, stuck to my seat as I witnessed my friend move to take off her top and approach the hulk of a man.
The convict took his seat on the table in front of us, an imposing figure who called my friend to him.
She eagerly complied as I stayed in my seat, watching it all unfold.
<<s Thomia>>Nice bra. It's in the way.<</s>> The man deftly handled my friend's underwear, taking it off before discarding it on the table next to him.
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Her breasts revealed, he attacked them with his mouth, an eager, brutish approach to her nubile body. His mouth got to work on her nipples, sucking them in and nibbling at her nipples, immediately forcing a few moans from her mouth.
<<s Thomia>>You better shut the fuck up, bitch. We don't want anyone interrupting us, do we?<</s>> The dominant criminal said, his eyes slowly moving to look at me.
<<s Thomia>>Too bad your friend here doesn't want to join us. At least she knows to watch silently and appreciate what I have to offer.<</s>>
I nodded my agreement, eager to see where he would take this, watching as he corrupted my friend's body and mind with his dominant attitude.
His black skin on her white one was a striking image, and I noticed that I wasn't the only voyeur in the room.
The guard, supposed to defend us, was watching in rapt attention, eager to see my friend be defiled by the black brute that controlled her body at the moment.
The striking difference in color, size, attitude, was breathtaking. And I watched entranced as the two lovers got to work undressing one another, revealing more and more of their hard, passionate bodies.
<<s Thomia>>That's it. That's a good bitch who's eager for my python.<</s>> He praised her as she started unzipping his prison suit, lowering it to reveal his strong, muscular body, and the hidden robust member inside his stretched underwear.
<<s Thomia>>Get to it. On your knees.<</s>>
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His command was met with an immediate response, as my friend lowered herself to her knees, looking up at her new master.
He smiled, as he slowly lowered his underwear.
<<s Thomia>>You remind me of the good old days, of when you bitches would rush to serve. You'd have made a great addition to the organization.<</s>>
I thought about the prostitution ring, and the whole story behind the girls' eager submission. His compliment had a strong effect on me, as I felt heat rise through my body.
//Jasmin would indeed make a great prostitute.//
The stray thought grew in my mind as I watched my friend get hit in the face with his python, a black, angry cock eager to be served.
And she was eager to serve him, quick to take it in her mouth and start sucking and bobbing on it.
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<<s Thomia>>Good slut.<</s>> There was no love in his voice, only a commanding compliment. And it was thrilling.
And she eagerly served that brute of a man, taking his cock in her mouth with reckless abandon.
<<s Thomia>>Keep it going, you're getting it ready for your snatch.<</s>>
<<light Jasmin>> moaned around the cock in her mouth, happy to be providing that service to the aggressive man, eager to have him fuck her. Her hand drifted under her clothes, searching for her pussy and fingering herself in preparation.
She was eager, willing. And he took advantage of that, placing his hand behind her head and pushing against her throat, moving back and forth and pushing her to her limits.
<<s Thomia>>Do you like what you see, slut?<</s>> The dominant man asked me, challenging me to speak.
I looked at him, away from the big cock that spread my friend's lips wide.
I could only nod.
<<s Thomia>>Good to see.<</s>> He smiled, <<s Thomia>>Maybe you are made to join us too after all...<</s>> He let his voice linger, obviously thinking on whether to share more with us or not.
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I wanted to keep eye contact, but the sucking sound playing right below my field of vision beckoned. I allowed my eyes to drift back lower to witness my friend's wanton slobbering of his huge member, eager to please...
<<s Thomia>>There's a place for you in the new order we have prepared for the town. you may yet be of service.<</s>> He commented. My eyes were still glued to the avid blowjob my friend was giving.
<<s Thomia>>If you are looking to join us, you'll only need to find a brother and tell him Thomia sent you. They'll take good care of you, by the time I'm back that is.<</s>>
The information registered in the back of my mind, yet I remained attentive to my friend's motions.
<<s stranger>>You better speed it up. They'll be back soon.<</s>> The guard called out, and I remembered his presence with us. Looking over at him, I saw that he had his hand down the front of his pants, playing with an erect penis that was hidden from view.
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I didn't know whether he didn't want to offend the convict by showing himself or whether he was shy about his size or looks, he kept his distance and respect, obviously inferior to the more dominant convict.
<<s Thomia>>I'd have loved to take you right here and now, but we can't risk them finding out about this.<</s>> The masculine hulking figure spoke, grabbing my friend's head and impaling her onto his cock, taking matters (literally) in his own hands.
<<s Jasmin>>Glug glug glug.<</s>> My friend choked on his thick black cock, barely able to breathe.
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I watched in rapt attention as all of it developed in front of me. There was no other thing happening for me at the moment, this was everything.
<<s Thomia>>Mmm fuck.<</s>> His strong voice rose, his grunts announcing an approaching orgasm.
What a service <<light Jasmin>> was providing him, gobbling his cock like that, after what must have been years of almost nothing... That he claims.
There was nothing to be known about that guy other than what he claimed. And yet my friend serviced him like he was the greatest person on the planet... This was definitely a line crossed. But what a beautiful line to cross.
Line after line of copious sperm crossed his cock head and into <<light Jasmin>>'s mouth, as she drank up all he had to offer. Her eager mouth struggled to keep in what he offered, some of the sperm dripping off the side of it. His groans of pleasure rose, a beautiful symphony that filled the room.
Behind him, the guard gave a few soft grunts of his own, eyes fixated on the scene as I was.
The smile that crossed the convict's face told of the beautiful pleasure he took from this whole thing.
As he got redressed, he spoke to us.
<<s Thomia>>Think about what I offered. You two would make a great addition to our ranks.<</s>>
The confidence in his voice was undeniable. This was indeed the last thing he told us as he handcuffed himself to the table, not before stealing <<light Jasmin>>'s bra and hiding it in his clothes.
//Would I really risk what he offered?//
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<<if $arousal gte 60 or $open gte 40>><<link "I have to try that.">><<add "open" 2>><<less "subdom" 2>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<dropall $bra>><<replace "#choices">>I rushed to join my friend in removing my clothes to join the convict. He, in turn, took his seat on the table in front of us, an imposing figure who called us to him, to service his dominant body.
I eagerly complied alongside my friend, moving to start taking his clothes off.
<<s Thomia>>Nice bra. It's in the way.<</s>> The man deftly handled my friend's underwear, taking it off before discarding it on the table next to him.
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Her breasts revealed, he attacked them with his mouth, an eager, brutish approach to her nubile body. His mouth got to work on her nipples, sucking them in and nibbling at them, immediately forcing a few moans from her mouth.
<<s Thomia>>You better shut the fuck up, bitch. We don't want anyone interrupting us, do we?<</s>> The dominant criminal said.
In the meantime, my hands were hard at work taking off the prisoner's suit he had on, unzipping the material down and revealing his hard body underneath.
<<s Thomia>>Good work, getting me ready for the two of you.<</s>> He praised me, before raising my head to look at him.
I couldn't control myself, I lenaed in to kiss him straight on the lips, eager to give him a taste of me as I was to taste his lips. His dominant attitude overpowered me, his kisses more aggressive than mine as he kissed me back with vigor. <<light Jasmin>>, in the meantime, allowed her hands to drift across his taught body, discovering his strong muscles and looking to praise every inch of him.
His black skin agaisnt our white ones was a striking image, and I noticed that we weren't secluded in our love-making, eagerly observed by a gawking white guy.
The guard, supposed to defend us, was watching in rapt attention, eager to see us defiled by the black brute that controlled our bodies and actions. His hand had drifted down the front of his pants, playing with his diminutive member as he watched us servicing the superior body.
The striking difference in color, size, attitude, was breathtaking. And he watched entranced as the two whores got to work servicing the superior black man, who in turn started taking their clothes off, revealing more and more of their hard, passionate bodies. My udnerwear joined <<light Jasmin>>'s on the table, while all my clothes found their place on the floor at my feet.
<<s Thomia>>That's it. These are good bitches, eager for my python.<</s>> He praised us as I noticed my friend lowered his prison suit to reveal his strong, muscular body, and the hidden robust member inside his stretched underwear.
<<s Thomia>>Get to it. On your knees.<</s>>
His command was met with an immediate response from the both of us, as my friend lowered herself to her knees, looking up at her new master. I rushed to follow.
He smiled, as he slowly lowered his underwear.
<<s Thomia>>You remind me of the good old days, of when you bitches would rush to serve. You'd have made a great addition to the organization.<</s>>
I thought about the prostitution ring, and the whole story behind the girls' eager submission. His compliment had a strong effect on me, as I felt heat rise through my body.
//We would indeed make great prostitutes. Maybe in another life... Or this one...//
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The stray thought grew in my mind as I watched the black angry cock be revealed, jumping out of his pants to hit my friend in the face, eager to be served.
And she was eager to serve him, quick to take it in her mouth and start sucking and bobbing on it. I felt left out.
<<s Thomia>>Good slut.<</s>> There was no love in his voice, only a commanding compliment. And it was thrilling.
And she eagerly served that brute of a man, taking his cock in her mouth with reckless abandon.
<<s Thomia>>What are you waiting for? The balls are not going to wet themselves!<</s>> The overpowering man spoke, and I found myself rushing to follow his command, my mouth opening to take in his baby makers in it. I needed to please him, show him I was good enough.
<<s Thomia>>Keep it going, you're getting it ready for your snatches.<</s>> His compliment made me blush. I couldn't wait to take him in me.
<<light Jasmin>> moaned around the cock in her mouth, happy to be providing that service to the aggressive man, eager to have him fuck her. I moaned too, showing my appreciation, wanting to please him as I allowed my voice to send beautiful waves of plasure out to his magnificent member. Her hand drifted under her clothes, searching for her pussy and fingering herself in preparation. I rushed to do the same.
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Her knowledge of the matter, her experience, showed, as she didn't struggle much to take him in her mouth. I was playing catch up. But what better teacher to have than my whore of a friend!
She was eager, willing. And he took advantage of that, placing his hand behind her head and pushing against her throat, moving back and forth and pushing her to her limits.
<<s Thomia>>You're next, slut.<</s>> The dominant man said, looking stright at me as he made her choke on his impressive penis.
I looked at him, away from the big cock that spread my friend's lips wide.
I could only nod.
<<s Thomia>>Good.<</s>> He smiled, <<s Thomia>>Maybe you two are made to join us after all...<</s>> He let his voice linger, obviously thinking on whether to share more with us or not.
I wanted to keep eye contact, but the sucking sound playing right below my field of vision beckoned. I allowed my eyes to drift back lower to witness my friend's wanton slobbering of his huge member, eager to please... I went back in to lick his balls too, trying to fit myself against her head. I needed to taste his strong, masculine aura. I needed to serve just as hard.
<<s Thomia>>There's a place for you in the new order we have prepared for the town. you may yet be of service.<</s>> He commented. My eyes were closed as I kept servicing this superior human being and his balls.
<<s Thomia>>If you are looking to join us, you'll only need to find a brother and tell him Thomia sent you. They'll take good care of you, by the time I'm back that is.<</s>>
The information registered in the back of my mind, yet I remained attentive to my motions of service.
<<s stranger>>You better speed it up. They'll be back soon.<</s>> The guard called out, and I remembered his presence with us. Looking over at him, I saw that he had laid his back against the wall, hand still down the front of his pants, playing with an erect penis that was hidden from view.
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I didn't know whether he didn't want to offend the convict by showing himself or whether he was shy about his size or looks, he kept his distance and respect, obviously inferior to the more dominant convict.
<<s Thomia>>I'd have loved to take you right here and now, but we can't risk them finding out about this.<</s>> The masculine hulking figure spoke, before commanding yet again. <<s Thomia>>Time for the other whore to gobble on that cock.<</s>>
He moved his penis away from my friend's mouth, who whimpered at the loss of his member, before grabbing my head and impaling me onto his cock, taking matters (literally) in his own hands.
<<s Author>>Glug glug glug.<</s>> I choked pahtetically on his thick black cock, barely able to breathe. I felt compelled to pelase him, yet unable to control any of it. My throat might hurt to stretch to take him in, yet I was only a tool at his service, a servant of his whims.
<<light Jasmin>> watched in rapt attention as all of it developed in front of her. The room stood still as the sucking intensified, all of us entranced by the soft gulping I barely amanged as he moved me up and down on his aggressive cock.
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<<s Thomia>>Mmm fuck.<</s>> His strong voice rose, his grunts announcing an approaching orgasm.
What a service we were providing him, gobbling his cock like that, after what must have been years of almost nothing... That he claims.
There was nothing to be known about that guy other than what he claimed. And yet we serviced him like he was the greatest person on the planet... This was definitely a line crossed. But what a beautiful line to cross.
Line after line of copious sperm crossed his cock head and onto our faces, as we rushed to drink up all he had to offer. We fought over each other, opening our eager mouths as we struggled to collect what he had to offer, the cum dripping across our faces as we took in the white shower. His groans of pleasure rose, a beautiful symphony that filled the room.
Behind him, the guard gave a few soft grunts of his own, eyes fixated on the scene, his penis still in his pants, firing loads and wetting himself. Waht a wimp.
The smile that crossed the convict's face told of the beautiful pleasure he took from this whole thing.
As his cumming subsided, he moved us away, grabbing a hold of our bras and stashing them in his suit, hiding them as he zipped it up.
As he got redressed, he spoke to us.
<<s Thomia>>Think about what I offered. You two would make a great addition to our ranks.<</s>>
The confidence in his voice was undeniable. This was indeed the last thing he told us as he handcuffed himself to the table. Just like that, we were dismissed. We rushed to put on our clothes, bras now left behind, as we prepared ourselves to leave.
//Would I really risk what he offered?//
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<<link "Better retreat.">><<less "open" 1>><<pickup $club "BLM3Denied" 1>><<replace "#choices">>This was too much, too fast. All the small hints I had gathered during our time here were rushing back to me as huge warnings. I should've seen this coming earlier, I should've acted sooner.
Noticing the danger we were in, I chose to move out, not wanting to engage in any of this.
I moved for the door, hoping to find my way out before we're in any more danger.
I was fast enough. While the guard tried to catch up to me, I reached the door and banged on it.
<<s stranger>>Shit.<</s>> The guard had reached me. <<s stranger>>Sit down.<</s>> He commanded the convict, who immediately sat and put his handcuffs back on.
The door opened to a seemingly normal situation, the guard behind it confused.
<<s professor>>Is everything okay?<</s>> They asked, weirded out.
<<s Author>>I think we've had enough.<</s>> I announced, eager to move out.
The guard looked at the whole scene, noticing <<light Jasmin>> and her undone top.
<<s professor>>Are you okay?<</s>> He looked at her as she tried to explain her situation.
<<s Jasmin>>Eum yes, yes... Maybe it is better we leave.<</s>> My friend admitted, moving out with me.
As we started heading out, my friend whispered to me:
<<s Jasmin>>Thank you, I don't know what happened in there.<</s>> She admitted, unable to quite understand what came over her.
There was something odd about this whole thing, but I was glad that it all ended up fine.
//Did it really? Or did I miss out on something huge by doing what I just did.//
I thought back to what he had said.
<<s Thomia>>All part of the plan.<</s>> Was this still a part of it?
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<<link "Better not risk it">><<less "Jasmin" 4>><<pickup $club "BLM3Denied" 1>><<replace "#continue">>I had my doubts about the whole thing, something smells fishy.
<<s Author>>I don't think that would be a good idea, Jasmin. Maybe it's better we call it a day.<</s>> I spoke with honesty.
<<s Jasmin>>Oh come on, <<print $name>>!<</s>> She felt dejected.
<<s stranger>>Your friend is right. Unfortunately, that's it for you two for today.<</s>> The guard announced, ushering us off.
<<light Jasmin>> was royally pissed off at the way things turned out, not willing to talk much about it as we headed out and back home.
<<s Author>>I'm sorry Jasmin, but it was for the best.<</s>> I announced.
<<s Jasmin>>Any chance we had of getting something of value out of him is lost. What's life if not to take risks, <<print $name>>?<</s>> My friend was frustrated at the whole thing, and made it known.
Our ride back was almost entirely silent, a let down after what had seemed to be an exciting day.
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<<elseif visited(passage()) is 3>>As I walked out, I thought on the proposal the convict made us.
Did I really want to listen to Thomia and follow his proposal, putting myself on the line like that for the thrill that the moment with him offered?
Was I willing to listen to the stories and speculations, puttin gmyself on the line like he proposed and challenging myself the way he wanted us to?
What would this initial step bring with it? What would it entail? What would wait for me afterwards?
<div id="choices"><<if $club.count("BLM3Hesitation") is 0>><<link "I'm eager to see where it would lead.">><<pickup $club "BLM3Eager" 1>><<replace "#choices">>There was no denying that I wanted to relive the thrill of that moment, to see where this kind of adventures would lead me. To feel what many have felt before me.
I felt compelled to let this line of thought take me. All I hoped for was to have what it takes to go after that thrill when the time came. I felt the need for it.
I was going to grasp that opportunity with both hands.
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<<link "I won't actively chase it.">><<pickup $club "BLM3Hesitant" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I didn't quite feel so compelled to follow that line just yet. This momentary excitement was not worth building my future upon it. But if the opportunity came and the situation allowed it...
I left my mind open to the potential of a future encounter, of a future with such an excitement being present on the daily.
But I was not going to actively seek it.
At least, that's where my mind is at at the moment.
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<<link "Better forget all about this.">><<pickup $club "BLM3Unwilling" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I didn't want to risk it all. My future, my life, my hopes...
All for momentary relief?
I would never.
Despite the thrill of this one moment, I couldn't endager myself the way he had invited me to, to put myself on the line in that way and risk it all.
What would wait for me?
This wouldn't work for me. I could never.
//I was going to forget the proposal even happened. There was no way I'm going back to this.//
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Queer rights are basic human rights.
That was our main message in the campaign we were launching, as we had a stand in the middle of the quad where we could share our humanitarian message. Right next to us, the school had allowed the Bible Study Group to place their own stand.
<<s Jasmin>>How is that even logical, having us be next to this stand?<</s>>
The Bible Study Group had decided to create a stand that claimed that Gay people are going to hell. Despite their negative message, the people manning the stand were smiling wide.
<<s stranger>>Listen to the word of the lord! Don't stray from his light!<</s>>
Their preaching was loud and obnoxious, but whether we liked it or not they were making their impact.
<<s Jasmin>>What can we do? This is going to be a disaster if we don't do something.<</s>>
I was thinking of options, of what we could do to mount our own counter-arguments and bring in a wider audience. All of my ideas came at a cost, but the question was which I intended to follow.
<div id="choices"><<link "Call them out for an open debate">><<replace "#choices">>Choosing to bring the fight to them, I raise my voice to call them out:
<<s Author>>A religion that claims that one should "love thy neighbor", yet goes around and preaches hatred and damnation? Is this really what the Bible is all about?<</s>>
My action collecting the right kind of attention as people start looking at me, I continue my speech:
<<s Author>>We preach love, acceptance, the freedom for every individual to follow their own path. Love is love! It doesn't matter who holds it and towards who.<</s>>
<<s stranger>>Is that really your claim? It doesn't matter who loves who? What about underage people? Children? Should a grandpa molest a child?<</s>>
The person who came forward with the argument was a dude from the Bible stand. Had he not been there, with his sleek eyeglasses and perfect eyebrows, I'd have thought he was gay. His pouty lips also helped paint the image in my head.
<<s Author>>These have no place in the LGBT+ community. LGBT+ people are targeted not only by the likes of you who want to force their religion onto everyone. Or rather your understanding of the scripture might I add. They are also targeted by seriously deranged people who want to claim the community as their own. That's why you hate them, because you don't know them.<</s>>
<<s stranger>>I know them alright. I know your vile actions, your sick and twisted activities, wanting to turn all the world gay, forcing your presence all over social media. I know all I need to know, but it's clear you don't know the scripture that you clearly want to debase and defile.<</s>>
People had started to gather, wanting to know what I would say next, who would be victorious in our confrontation.
<div id="choices2"><<if $smarts gte 25>><<link "<img src='images/icons/smarts.png'>I know my enemy">><<add "smarts" 1>><<add "hrc" 2>><<replace "#choices2">><<s Author>>I have read the Bible in its entirety, and have read about the Bible from educated scholars and even people of religion. Your claims are unfounded, I'm truly sorry.<</s>>
There was an odd apprehension as not only the person I was debating, but the whole rival stand was on edge with what I was saying.
<<s Author>>I understand having your whole reality pulled from under your feet. Trust me, I do. For a while there, God was the only comfort I had from the pain of losing a person close to me. And the only way I was able to get through it was love. My God's love towards me and mine towards the rest. Yet here you are, instead of preaching for the kindness that your religion brings, calling for the eradication of a group of people that, whether you like it or not, exists. God is love, and love is love.<</s>>
The small crowd started clapping for my heartfelt speech, migrating towards our stand to see what we are calling for. I kept eye contact with the stranger.
<<s Author>>And if you ever feel like talking about love, our hands are always open.<</s>>
The cherry on top of my argument, I open my arms wide as their lord and savior once did for them, before turning to our stand to talk to our new crowd.
//This was a success!//
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'>Claim he is gay">><<less "open" 1>><<add "hrc" 1>><<replace "#choices2">><<s Author>>Well you know what? You're gay!<</s>>
The gathered crowd created the audible gasp that I was expecting, as I continued my verbal assault:
<<s Author>>For someone that claims that they're against gay stuff, you've really gone all out to know your enemy. How intimately do you know your enemy, huh?<</s>>
My intentions clear, I waited for his answer.
<<s stranger>>It's not my fault your people keep sharing all this sick, twisted stuff all over the web! One cannot go anywhere without pop-up ads calling for gay sex!<</s>>
The debate was getting heated, as I attacked him back.
<<s Author>>Your actions have pushed them to the offensive! Also, what websites are you visiting that you receive ads for gay sex? Are you masturbating to gay porn?<</s>>
A few chuckles were heard here and there, as he immediately tries to save face:
<<s stranger>>No I don't! I'm straight.<</s>>
<<s Author>>So straight porn?<</s>>
<<s stranger>>Of course!<</s>>
<<s Author>>Masturbation is a sin.<</s>>
If I had a mic, that's the moment I'd have dropped it in.
The debate ended as his friends collected him back to their stand, I noticed that while I won it I didn't collect the audience I was hoping for, but did progress nevertheless.
//Maybe I shouldn't have attacked the individual, but rather his logic?//
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<<s Author>>You're wrong! We preach love to everyone! Even children!<</s>>
<<s stranger>>And you tell me you're not pedophiles.<</s>>
I feel the sting of his insult deep inside, as <<light Jasmin>> steps in to save the day:
<<s Jasmin>>What my stupid friend here is saying and failing to share, is that the only thing that the LGBT community does is argue for peace and love, as that's our only message, just like yours.<</s>>
Taking her leave, she grabs me along to a secluded place.
<<s Jasmin>>That was an absolute disaster. You humiliated us.<</s>>
<<s Author>>You called me stupid.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>That's because you are! Look I know you're better than this but I haven't seen it yet. That was shit. Next time, consult me before you go about prancing around showing everyone how dumb you are.<</s>>
The sting of her words rang strong in me.
//That really hurt... But she was right...//
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'>Sex appeal should bring in a wider audience">><<add "hrc" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Only way to fight conservatives with ancient views of how life should be? Be the exact opposite.
Enhancing my own features to the best of my ability, I choose to use my curves and natural sex appeal to collect people's attention, calling for my friend to do the same:
<<s Author>>Come on Jasmin. It'll be good for the HRC.<</s>>
Not sure whether she's doing it for the cause or for her own satisfaction, <<light Jasmin>> loses her sweater, approaching passersby and putting on a sultry show to collect them.
Success after success follows as we start collecting a wider audience.
Soon after, the attention grows stale, as the people we had managed to gather don't seem entirely convinced of joining the HRC or of the cause we're fighting for.
//We need to do something about this...//
<div id="choices2"><<if $bisex gte 3>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/bisex.png'>Kiss Jasmin on the lips to gather interest">><<add "arousal" 10>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "bisex" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "hrc" 2>><<replace "#choices2">>Turning to my friend, a beautifully queer thought came to my mind, as I whispered to her.
<<s Author>>What if we kissed? I'm sure these suckers would gobble it all up.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>We are calling for queer rights after all...<</s>>
Leaning in towards each other, <<light Jasmin>> and I lock lips, kissing each other in front of strangers.
A clash of emotions fly through me as our kiss gives me small tingles. We separate shortly after.
<<s stranger>>More!<</s>> One of the guys, looking at us, is so excited by what he sees.
I look back at <<light Jasmin>>.
<<if $Jasmin gte 15>><<add "arousal" 20>>She is smiling, stealing glances at my lips. Going for broke, I lean in again as our lips clash with more passion and fervor than before, really doing its number on me as I allow myself to give a soft moan.
We separate, trying to catch our breath, as the crowd that had gathered cheers for us in the background. I smile at my friend as she smiles back.
<<s Jasmin>>So, who's joining?<</s>>
Our activity is ultimately a success, the audience we had gathered translating into supporters of queer rights.
//The true success was that hot kiss!//
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<<else>>She is smiling as she looks at the rest of the people there:
<<s Jasmin>>It's gonna cost you! Join the HRC and you might just see this again!<</s>>
Ever the hustler, she keeps the goal in mind as the audience translates into supporters of queer rights.
I'm happy to help her with that, yet the thought of that kiss lingers in my mind...
//I wish I was closer to her, maybe we would've kissed...//
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<<if $subdom gte 7>><<link "<img src='images/icons/dom.png'><img src='images/icons/sexskill.png'>Fool the guy you've been talking to to join">><<add "subdom" 1>><<add "sexskill" 1>><<add "hrc" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>Talking to a nerdy dude, I give my best performance ever in trying to get him to join.
<<s stranger>>I don't know... People will think I am gay.<</s>>
His apprehension to sign on was based on his homophobia, and I called him out for it.
<<s Author>>Seriously? I tell you that gay people are being persecuted against, and you tell me you don't want people to THINK you're gay? Are you gay?<</s>>
<<s stranger>>No I'm not.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Then what do you care what people think?<</s>> I soften up. <<s Author>>What matters is you. What you think and believe. I don't think you're gay.<</s>>
Batting my eyelashes, I place my hand on his knee, slowly leaning forward, giving him a look at my cleavage. He falls for it.
<<s stranger>>I'm not gay...<</s>>
<<s Author>>You're not.<</s>>
With the way he's eating up what I'm serving, I am sure he isn't.
<<s Author>>Sign here.<</s>>
I get him to sign the petition, hoping he won't think there would be anything between us in the future.
//Fooling men is so easy!//
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<<link "Do nothing, what we did so far is good">><<replace "#choices2">>We should quit while we're ahead.
Even though we're not able to translate all our audience into HRC members, we still were able to spread a message of acceptance and were able to have a somewhat successful campaign. Now people know that being queer is not so wrong, right?
//Maybe if I was more courageous, things would have been different...//
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<<link "There's nothing we can do">><<less "hrc" 1>><<replace "#choices">>At a loss for options, I find myself unable to come up with something that would benefit our campaign in facing this new foe.
Later in the day, as we're wrapping up having convinced no one to sign up for the HRC or to fight for queer rights, one of our members is approached by a member from the other stand. A short conversation later, they resign from the HRC and choose to stop coming to our meetings, claiming that we are straying them away from religion.
//That was an absolute disaster!//
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<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>><center><h2>- II -</h2>
<<pic "Ellis">>An HRC member and overall great person<</pic>></center><<set $Ellis to 0>><<set $metellis to true>><<pickup $club "metellis" 1>>
Things have been looking up for our club lately, with a lot of new members decding to join. We were now up to <<print $hrctotal>> members, each more unique than the one before and with an electric personality. Decisions were starting to be difficult to take, but we were headed in the right direction, with <<light Jasmin>> leading the efforts<<if $hrcrole is "Vice">> and me as her right hand woman<<else>>.<</if>>
So when <<light Ellis>>, one of the new members of the club who I've had a couple of talks with in the past came up to us with a suggest of their own, <<light Jasmin>> was still on edge from the pressure of her position:
<<s Jasmin>>What exactly are you proposing?<</s>>
<<light Ellis>>, taken aback by the strength of character that my friend displayed but still eager to prove themselves, spoke clearly:
<<s Ellis>>For people who do not fit in the gender binary, there are no toilet choices at this school. This is very frustrating and should be dealt with adequately, and I believe the HRC can help with that.<</s>>
I remembered my previous conversations with <<light Ellis>>, where they shared the fact that they were trans and went by they/them pronouns. While previously hesitant to speak out about their own struggles at school, they were feeling empowered to speak out now.
<<s Ellis>>All I ask is that we use our power to push for a more inclusive school, and offer support to the humans whose rights are being taken from them.<</s>>
There was a deeper reason behind their request for a change, and I was yet to discover that. Maybe a conversation is in line...
<<s Jasmin>>I'm sorry...<</s>> The person's name elluded my friend.
<<s Ellis>>Ellis.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>I'm sorry Ellis, but we're currently trying our best to juggle all of the balls of the club, and were just informed that we need to choose a professor to chaperone our club, and it's not to our benefit to butt heads with the school on these manners. You're a smart girl, and surely understand the complications that such a thing might bring...<</s>>
<div id='choices'><<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>Correct the misgendering">><<add "Ellis" 1>><<less "Jasmin" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<pickup $club "ellisaid" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I couldn't stay silent and watch this person get steamrolled.
<<s Author>>Ellis goes by they/them pronouns, Jasmin. And I'm sure this issue can be resolved without too much effort on our end.<</s>>
<<light Jasmin>>, frustrated by my intrusion, turned to me.
<<s Jasmin>>Are you saying you're willing to take over this task in your own time?<</s>> She raised her eyebrow at me.
I looked at <<light Ellis>>, then back at my friend.
<<s Author>>Yes. I'll take care of it.<</s>> I announced, willing to help a person in need.
<<light Ellis>> smiled wide as they thanked me for my aid.
<<s Ellis>>Thank you! Thank you so much! I have resources that we could use and I can help in-<</s>>
They beamed and shared all they had with me. There was still something hidden behind their intentions, but I figured I might need to get closer to them to find out what that was.
//I might meet them wandering around school and have that deeper conversation...//
//And I might want to look into that bathroom situation to get it sorted...//
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'>See what Ellis would do">><<less "hrctotal" 1>><<pickup $club "ellisdenied" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Watching on, I see a frustrated <<light Ellis>> speak out a bit louder.
<<s Ellis>>I'm non-binary. My pronouns are they/them.<</s>> They began, before continuing:
<<s Ellis>>And this issue immediately impacts me. If the HRC is not willing to help me with it, then I don't really know what I'm doing here anymore.<</s>>
<<light Ellis>> stormed off, angry at the situation and what was happening. <<light Jasmin>> turned to me.
<<s Jasmin>>Will you talk to her when you see her around? I mean them... Soften the blow?<</s>>
I nodded to my friend, taking that new responsibility.
//I might meet them wandering around school to talk about the situation...//
//And I might want to look into that bathroom situation to get it sorted...//
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<<s Author>>We need to do something! Anything!<</s>> I was being vocal, talking to <<light Jasmin>> about our recent activities at the club.
<<s Jasmin>>Without anyone to chaperone us, we can't go about doing any big events.<</s>> She explained.
There was our conundrum. We needed to have a chaperone to make events, and we needed events to attract a chaperone.
<<s Author>>We need an alternative then. Something that is not in the name of the HRC but holds our values.<</s>>
<<s stranger>>That might work, no?<</s>> One of the members chipped in.
<<s Jasmin>>What did you have in mind?<</s>>
I had nothing in mind. Thankfully, someone else barged in on the conversation.
<<s Ellis>>What about a movie night?<</s>> They asked.
<<light Ellis>>' idea was a nice one.
<<s Jasmin>>Honestly, that's not so bad. What are we thinking of showing?<</s>> My president friend seemed to be on board for this.
<<s Ellis>>There's a musical called The Prom.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Haven't heard of it.<</s>> My friend was honest in her unawareness.
<<s Ellis>>It has only the greatest stars acting in it. Meryl Streep, what's his name, that fat guy that always sings?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Pavarotti?<</s>>
<<s Ellis>>Sorry, I meant the overweight artists that- James Corden!<</s>> They remembered the name.
<<s Jasmin>>Did you just say Pavarotti?<</s>>
<<s Ellis>>Regardless, it's a nice movie to show, perfect for high school students, and with queer themes that we can rope into the HRC's goals.<</s>>
It felt to me like <<light Ellis>> had that answer right with them. Regardless, it was indeed a good idea.
<<s Ellis>>So what do we say?<</s>>
There was nothing wrong with that idea.
<<s Jasmin>>We'll have it be on Saturday night, what do you say?<</s>> My friend suggested.
<<s Author>>That'd be perfect.<</s>>
Everyone agreed on this, we made sure to advertise for the event for the remainder of our time that day.
Let's see what Saturday brings!
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<</if>><center><<pic Ellis>>The Non-binary HRC Members with hopes for an inclusive school.<</pic>></center>
I approached <<light Ellis>>, eager to have a conversation with them and get to know them better.
They greeted me <<if $club.has("ellisaid")>>warmly<<else>>sharply<</if>>, before asking me how I was doing.
<<s Author>>I'm doing okay. What about you?<</s>> I asked back.
<<s Ellis>>Not so great. I drank a lot of milk this morning and my bladder's killing me.<</s>>
I was confused.
<<s Author>>Constipation?<</s>>
<<s Ellis>>What? No! I just can't go to the toilets here.<</s>> They explained, <<s Ellis>>In one I'm harrassed, in the other I feel eyes watching me in everything I do.<</s>>
Not familiar with the situation, I offered a sympathetic nod.
<<s Author>>That bathroom thing really is an issue.<</s>> I pointed out.
<<s Ellis>>Which is why I talked about it at the HRC. It's easily avoidable.<</s>>
<<s Author>>There's more to it, isn't there?<</s>>
<<light Ellis>> took a moment, looking around for a bit before taking a deep breath for what came next.
<<s Ellis>>It's all over social media and the news, and it's absolutely devastating.<</s>> They began, <<s Ellis>>Nex Benedict, a non-binary student in Oklahoma, died because of bullying related to the bathroom they chose to use.<</s>>
I felt goosebumps coursing through my body at the tale.
<<s Ellis>>Their case is the same as I am, albeit they are white. But they were attacked in a school bathroom because of their gender identity and the way they expressed themselves, and they got killed because of it.<</s>>
I could see tears forming in their eyes as they spoke. This subject was close to heart. I could only imagine what it felt like to feel persecuted and attacked even in your most vulnerable moments...
<<s Author>>I'm sorry this happened, and I'm sorry that I didn't understand the gravity of the situation before. I'll see what I can do to help with this situation.<</s>> I placed my hand on their shoulder as I spoke, trying to catch their eyes to show my support.
They looked at me, then went in for a hug. I hugged them back, emotional and trying to supress tears of my own.
//Something had to be done about this situation. And I was going to deal with it.//
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My wanderings took me to this secluded bathroom on the third floor where the custodial staff usually places their tools. The abandonned toilets were a forgotten location of the school, isolated and forgotten.
I looked around, thoughts swirming in my head on how this place could be used for the tricky situation we found ourselves in with <<light Ellis>>. I was eager to help them, yet placing them in such a place isolated from any help should anything like what went down with Nex happen...
No. The solution wouldn't be this. It can't be to isolate and seclude people who didn't conform to an outdated view on gender. They had equal rights to anyone else to have accessible sanitation.
I found myself in a unique position though, isolated and secluded from all else, as I thought on the situation at hand and what it implied...
//I could try to understand <<light Ellis>>' feeling when being in a bathroom they don't belong in, or just leave and come up with a strategy to get things done...//
<div id='choices'><<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'>Imagine being a girl in a male bathroom">><<pickup $club "TransUnderstanding" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I closed my eyes, allowing for my imagination to roam and bring with it thoughts of what a person whose gender expression is different from who they truly were would do in the situation I imagined myself in.
I was a girl, right. But I was present in a male bathroom. There were guys around me.
Men, staring. Looking at me. Making me feel uneasy. In danger. Out of place.
But I was a girl in such a place. What if I was trans?
What if I was a man born in the wrong body?
They'd still be looking at my body in judgement. They'd still choose on who I am based on my body and not on my true nature. Unless I was passing, there would always be this feeling of being observed, judged, scrutinized.
But right now I was a girl in a male bathroom, out of place, observed, looked at, and oggled.
I had my boobs and curvacious body, and I was in the wrong bathroom.
<div id='choices2'><<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>And it felt hot">><<add "open" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "arousal" 25>><<replace "#choices2">>//And it felt hot...//
My hand drifted down my body, unannounced as it traced across my curves floating lower and lower towards its intended destination. The fingers exploring my curves and looking to engage with the fantasy that floated through my head, I allowed my digits to roam as I imagined the eyes staring at me, boring through my soul, a vulnerable butterfly in a place where it didn't belong.
<<s Jerome>>Kneel.<</s>> Came the order, carried by a voice in my head.
A strong, commanding, masculine voice.
And I did, my figners slipping through the panties and playing with my snatch, spreading my ips open to delve deeper.
<<s Jerome>>Good girl.<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>What a slut.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Someone's out of place.<</s>>
The voices swirled in my head, carrying echoes of ones I knew, of ones that I'd want to dominate and subjugate me.
I was a vulnerable girl in a foreign bathroom, and-
*Clang!*
Something clashed in the empty corridors outside, shaking me from my stupor as I rushed to my feet.
I was a vulnerable girl in a secluded bathroom, and someone was near.
Fearing for the encounter and unwilling to have to explain myself, I rushed out of the bathroom and quickly made my way through the corridors and away from this location.
The janitor looked at me confused as I passed him, not really caring for my naughty activity from moments earlier.
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Opening my eyes, I looked around me at the still empty bathroom, the imagined situation now gone as I took bearing of where I was and what I had going on.
I chuckled to myself at the situation, now having had a deeper understanding of the situation, before heading out to find an adequate solution to the issue at hand.
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'>Time to leave">><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Not really interested in whatever fantasy or thoughts might come out from this small adventure, I choose to ignore the call for imagination and leave the bathroom to look for other more valuable things to do.
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<</replace>><</link>></div><div id='continue'><<pickup $club "metprincipal" 1>><<set _argue to 0>>Choosing to get the show on the road and fight for <<light Ellis>>' right toopen sanitation, I decided to head to the principal's office to bring up the issue and discuss it.
After waiting for a short while outside of her office, I am let in to meet the principal, regal looking at her wide desk.
Her fake smile was quick to appear as she greeted me.
<<s Priscilla>><<print $name>>! Good as always to see you.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Likewise, doctor.<</s>>
She had a Doctorate in education, and made sure to always remind us of it. A bit of flattery wouldn't hurt my case.
<<s Priscilla>>To what do I owe the pleasure?<</s>> Her face turned stern, willing to hear me out but urging me not to lose her "precious" time.
<<s Author>>It's about bathrooms, ma'am. They're not the best and an issue was made apparent to me recently.<</s>>
Her eyebrow raised.
<<s Priscilla>>Bathrooms? But you're a girl, we make sure yours are always pristine. You also make it easy.<</s>><<if $leoevent gte 2>><br>I thought back to my encounter with <<light Leo>>, and I could agree that the difference between ours and the male bathrooms was huge.<</if>>
<<s Author>>It isn't about that, although I do thank you for keeping that in check.<</s>>
<<s Priscilla>>I'm one of you girl, I get icky about my bathroom stuff as well.<</s>>
She looked at me again, willing me to state my case.
<<s Author>>It's about gender-neutral bathrooms. For people that do not conform to traditional gender roles to feel more comfortable going to the toilet at school.<</s>>
<<s Priscilla>>Why would worry myself about such a thing? That's neither educative nor helpful for a school like ours!<</s>> Came her immediate response.
<<s Priscilla>>Additionally, if we give them such a place, who's to say outsiders won't make it into these "exclusive" bathrooms? Next thing you know everyone at school will frequent them and the situation will turn sour very quickly.<</s>>
Her opinion regarding the matter was obvious, and I needed to study my words carefully to convince her of my point of view.
<div id='trans'><<if $club.has("TransUnderstanding")>><<link "Share Trans Experiences">><<add "hrctotal" 1>><<set _argue to += 1>><<replace "#trans">><<light Priscilla>> looked at me sternly, before deciding to add:
<<s Priscilla>>Then again, I figure we could always find a secluded bathroom someplace to give them...<</s>>
Her idea, while well-meaning, was clearly the wrong approach to me, as I thought back to my own encounter at the third floor bathroom and the impact it had on me.
<<s Author>>I would advise against it, Ma'am.<</s>> I spoke out. <<s Author>>Rather than give the a space to feel safe, you'd be further alienating them and pushing them away. This will have a negative impact, and won't minimize the societal pressure they'd feel from such a thing.<</s>>
She looked at me with understanding.
<<s Priscilla>>You have a point. But the issue remains to find an adequate solution that would fit all parties. I remain afraid of unexpected harrassment.<</s>>
<<s Author>>The harrassment already happens, doctor. Trans students at school constantly feel out of place in these gendered locations, and they are further scrutinized by transphobes that feel entitled to these places.<</s>> I explained to her the truth I had recently found out.
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<div id='nex'><<if $club.has("NexStory")>><<link "Tell the tale of Nex">><<add "hrctotal" 1>><<set _argue to += 1>><<replace "#nex">><<s Author>>I'm sure you heard the news about the recent tragedy that befell a non-binary student in Oklahoma?<</s>> I countered, making an assumption that would work out either way.
<<s Priscilla>>Enlighten me.<</s>> Her request was straightforward.
<<s Author>>Nex Benedict, a non-binary 16 year old, was attacked in their school bathrooms by other female students for their gender identity and for being "out of place". Nex was assigned female at birth, frequented female bathrooms, and still met their untimely death at the hands of their peers. They conformed, and even then it wasn't enough. I believe we can do better by our fellow trans students, which is why I am making this request in the first place.<</s>> I spoke out for the injustice of a child that only wanted to belong and find themselves.
<<s Priscilla>>That's heart-wrenching...<</s>> I could see the doctor take in this new piece of information, and work it through their mind.
<<s Author>>Aiding students in need and helping them in feeling more at home is obviously a school priority, and I believe that by doing that you'll be able to bridge the gap.<</s>>
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Locked Option" "I should've visited the school toilets">><</if>></div>
<div id='dc'><<if $club.has("DC Slippery Slope")>><<link "Use Debate knowledge">><<add "hrctotal" 1>><<set _argue to += 1>><<replace "#dc">>There was a gap in the principal's argument regarding the gravity of the situation and its consequences should anything be done about it, and thankfully, thanks to my work with the Debate Club, I could point out that fallacy in her logic:
<<s Author>>That's a slippery slope there, doctor.<</s>>
She looked confused, not at the word, but rather at what slope she had slipped on.
<<s Author>>Saying that creating gender neutral bathrooms will lead to complete chaos and unmitigated danger. It's a fallacy. We don't know that this would be the outcome of it, and by all sense and purposes, I believe that would be entirely avoidable should we do things properly.<</s>> I explained with confidence, glad to have taken these extra-curricular activities.
<<s Priscilla>>It was a figure of speech.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I know, doctor. But it is still unlogical in its premise.<</s>>
She nodded, taking my comment into account, as she gave the idea serious thought.
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Locked Option" "I should've seen the Slippery Slope fallacy in the debate club.">><</if>>
<<link "Continue">><<replace "#continue">><<if _argue gte 2>><<add "Ellis" 1>><<pickup $club "nbbath" 1>><<add "reputation" 5>><<light Priscilla>>, the school's principal, looked at me sternly, thoughtful about everything I had said and all the arguments I have presented.
<<s Priscilla>>I'll see what I can do. There's some value in what you've presented and I think it would be the right thing to do to see this through.<</s>> She announced, thoughtful.
I couldn't help but smile.
<<s Author>>Thank you, doctor!<</s>>
She gave me half a smile back.
<<s Priscilla>>Now if you'll excuse me, I need to make some calls.<</s>> She dismissed me, showing me to the door, as I walked away.
Outside of her office, I found a wide-eyed <<light Ellis>>.
<<s Ellis>>Well?<</s>> They expectantly asked, hoping for good news.
<<s Author>>She's working on it.<</s>>
Rushing to me, <<light Ellis>> picked me up in their arms, hugging me tightly as they suffocated me.
<<s Ellis>>Oh my god thank you do much! You have no idea how much this means to me!<</s>> They beemed with joy.
<<s Author>>It might take a few days, but I'm hoping for good news.<</s>> I shared, happy to see my friend happy.
<<s Ellis>>That truly means a lot to me! I will never be able to thank you enough. I owe you.<</s>> They thought for a bit. <<s Ellis>>We all owe you, the whole trans community at school.<</s>>
/There was a community at school?//
I smiled sweetly at them.
<<s Author>>Can I breathe now?<</s>>
<<s Ellis>>Oh yeah sorry.<</s>> They let go of me, still radiating joy.
<<s Ellis>>I can't wait to tell them all!<</s>>
<<else>><<pickup $club "nonbbath" 1>><<light Priscilla>>, the school's principal, sternly looked at me, frustrated by my request and the time I must've costed her.
<<s Priscilla>>Unfortunately, there isn't much I can do about this situation. The school board is in charge of these things and they're not quite willing to budge on the matter.<</s>>
I felt frustrated at the bureaucracy of it all, and at how dismissive she was of my request.
<<s Author>>But ma'am...<</s>>
<<s Priscilla>>It's doctor for you, dear.<</s>> She dryly cut me off. <<s Priscilla>>Now if you'll excuse me, I need to make some calls.<</s>> She dismissed me, showing me to the door, as I walked away.
Outside of her office, I found a wide-eyed <<light Ellis>>.
<<s Ellis>>Well?<</s>> They expectantly asked, hoping for good news.
I couldn't find myself to form words even, as I looked at them defeated.
Their emotions turned sour, as they tried to hold themselves together.
<<s Ellis>>Oh. Oh well at least you tried, right?<</s>> They were devastated and it showed.
//I wished I could do more for them, but unfortunately it seemed like I wasn't ready for this conversation.//<</if>>
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><<if visited(passage()) is 1>><<pichead "clubs/hrc.jpg" "Human Rights Club">>
<center><h1>LGBT Final Event</h1><h2>Movie Night</h2></center>Our club somehow managed to gain access to the school's auditorium for today's movie night. It was a weekend, and yet here were a lot of my friends having made their way to school, excited for the movie night.
<<light Jasmin>> approached me.
<<s Jasmin>>Gotta give credit where it is due. Ellis' idea is amazing.<</s>> She said, smiling at the positive turnout.
<<s Author>>I know, right? I can't wait to see the movie.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Oh I don't care at all about the movie. I'm sneaking off with Jerome for some fun. My father would have no idea.<</s>> She announced, smiling wide.
That tracks.
<<s Jasmin>>Can you take care of things while I'm away? You know, just make sure everything runs smoothly.<</s>>
I couldn't deny my friend, despite the kind of game that she intended to be playing while I held down the fort.
<<s Author>>I've got it. Have your fun.<</s>>
Her smile widened as she walked away.
I looked around at the big number of people that had made it, and that were starting to filter into the auditorium.
<<s Ellis>>Imagine how much money we'd have made had we sold popcorn!<</s>> An approaching <<light Ellis>> spoke, claiming my attention.
<<s Author>>Ellis, I gotta say, this event is shaping up really well. All thanks to you.<</s>>
They smiled at me.
<<s Ellis>>You've been really helpful, <<print $name>>. Despite all the back and forth, you keep pushing.<</s>> They said, returning the compliment.
<<s Ellis>>You know... I was there that day when you created that stand fighting for LGBT rights. The way you defended us... I felt seen. I felt like I belonged to this community in the hrc.<</s>> They shared, and I immediately felt goosebumps filling me.
<<s Ellis>>You're a true ally.<</s>> They said finally, placing their hand on my shoulder, before moving away to converse with a few of their friends.
I was touched by their words.
<<link "Time to filter in" "LGBT Movie Night">><</link>>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>><<pichead "clubs/human-rights-club/thater.jpg" "Choose your seat">>As people started walking in to grab their seats, I pondered on my options on who I could sit next to at this event, which of my friends I felt like sharing a seat with.
I noticed <<light Yara>> roping <<light Eva>> in to sit next to her, both of them headed for somewhere in the back rows. <<if $yaraevent gte 3 and $evaevent gte 3>>I felt close enough to the both of them to consider sitting around them.<<else>>Despite them being my close friends, I felt like I needed to be closer to them to be able to sit with them.<</if>>
On another side, <<light Leo>> was grabbing his seat alone. <<if $leoevent gte 3>>As he turned to look around, he noticed me, waving me over and showing the empty seat next to him.<<else>>Although I'd have liked to sit next to him, I don't think he'd be comfortable watching such a movie next to me. Its themes might be delicate for him at the moment.<</if>>
Another option I found myself considering was the enigmatic, charismatic <<light Ellis>>. While they weren't such a close person to me, I found myself slowly warming up to them in these past few weeks. Sharing a seat with them in a movie that they chose might be a good option, and would sure to be a fun time.
<div id="choices">//My options were mine, what would I choose?//
<<if $evaevent gte 3 and $yaraevent gte 3>><<link "Join Eva and Yara">><<add "Eva" 1>><<add "Yara" 1>><<add "evasub" 1>><<pickup $club "MovieEvaYara" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I couldn't miss joining my two female friends in watching this film.
<<s Author>>Hey girls. Is there a place for me?<</s>> I approached them, awkwardly walking sideways to reach them between the seats.
<<s Yara>>Hey! Of course, you can sit here next to me.<</s>> The commanding athletic friend announced, patting the seat at her side.
I grabbed my seat next to her, and she immediately hooked her hand behind my back.
<<s Yara>>This film is gonna be amazing. Thanks for doing this!<</s>>
<<s Author>>I did nothing, it's the club.<</s>> I replied honestly.
<<s Yara>>Which you are a part of. So thank you.<</s>> She said, playing softly with my hair before letting go and retreating her arm.
I don't know why, but I felt comfortable with her slight possessiveness.
<<picmid "clubs/human-rights-club/movie-scene.jpg" "The Prom">>
As the movie started, I found myself engaged with the actions on the screen, and the struggle of the main character. There was something beautiful in the way the topic of being queer at school was dealt with.
I thought about our own school, and the way they treated people of the queer community. It's clubs like ours that give these people a true fighting chance. Our work was essential.
At one point, in the lull of the film and that musical number that no one really cares about, I turned to look at my friends and see how they found the film.
I don't know whether or not I expected it. I don't know what I felt.
But seeing <<light Yara>>'s arm around <<light Eva>>'s shoulder stirred something in me.
Whether it was jealousy or possessiveness or simply feeling played, I don't know. But I found myself watching them.
<<light Yara>> turned and noticed me watching. Her soft demeanor lulled me in a sense of comfort, as her hand reached out and held mine.
I looked down, seeing our interlaced fingers, then looked back up at her. She blew me a kiss, then nodded at her shoulder.
I leaned in.
<<link "Lights Off!" "LGBT Movie Night">><<addmins 10>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Join Eva and Yara" "Not close enough.">><</if>>
<<if $leoevent gte 3>><<link "Sit with Leo">><<pickup $club "MovieLeo" 1>><<replace "#choices">>My friend <<light Leo>> smiled as I awkwardly made my way sideways to the seat he had saved up next to him.
<<s Leo>>Hey friend! Excited for the film?<</s>>
<<s Author>>From the way Ellis spoke about it, it's bound to be an interesting watch!<</s>> I said, eager.
<<s Leo>>Who's Ellis?<</s>> He asked, before remembering: <<s Leo>>Oh the non-binary senior! Yeah they're definitely cool!<</s>>
<<light Leo>>'s appreciation of our queer friend was a nice sight, and was quite telling. I preferred to remain silent.
<<picmid "clubs/human-rights-club/movie-scene.jpg" "The Prom">>
As the movie started, I found myself engaged with the actions on the screen, and the struggle of the main character. There was something beautiful in the way the topic of being queer at school was dealt with.
I thought about our own school, and the way they treated people of the queer community. It's clubs like ours that give these people a true fighting chance. Our work was essential.
As the movie found its lull in the musical number that no one really cares about, I looked over to <<light Leo>>, fully engaged in the film.
<<s Author>>Liking it so far?<</s>> I whispered to him.
<<s Leo>>I love musicals and I didn't know this one existed. What a beautiful world!<</s>> He said, fully engaged in the scene.
I looked him up and down.
<<s Author>>It's nice seeing you so engaged. You're basically squirming in your seat!<</s>> I said.
He looked at me awkwardly.
<<s Leo>>Yeah... It's because of the movie.<</s>>
The simple way he said it made me understand there was something more. I frowned at him.
<<s Author>>What is it?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Nothing, nothing. It's the film.<</s>> He said, looking back at the movie, trying to ignore the conversation.
His hand betrayed him, moving down to adjust his pants.
<<s Author>>You're wearing the underwear I got you, didn't you?<</s>> I said.
He looked at me shyly.
<<link "Lights Off!" "LGBT Movie Night">><<addmins 10>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Sit with Leo" "Not close enough.">><</if>>
<<link "Choose Ellis">><<replace "#choices">>As I made my way to <<light Ellis>>, they were quick to greet me and the seat adjacent to theirs.
<<s Ellis>>I'm glad you're sitting next to me, <<print $name>>.<</s>>
The way they always made me feel valued was nice. I felt myself blush slightly at their words.
<<s Author>>The pleasure is all mine.<</s>> I said back.
<<s Ellis>>Have you seen the film?<</s>>
I shook my head no.
<<s Ellis>>It'll help you relate to people like us. To the community.<</s>> They said with a smile.
<<s Author>>What tells you I don't relate?<</s>>
They kept the smile, and turned to the screen as the movie started.
<<picmid "clubs/human-rights-club/movie-scene.jpg" "The Prom">>
As the movie started, I found myself engaged with the actions on the screen, and the struggle of the main character. There was something beautiful in the way the topic of being queer at school was dealt with.
I thought about our own school, and the way they treated people of the queer community. It's clubs like ours that give these people a true fighting chance. Our work was essential.
I turned towards <<light Ellis>>, engaging them in a conversation.
<<s Author>>Is that how it feels?<</s>> I said, intrigued.
<<s Ellis>>At times, yes. You feel bad in your own skin.<</s>>
<<if $bisex gte 5>><<s Author>>I've felt that before. That longing for something I cannot get.<</s>> I said, opening up for a bit.
They looked at me with a raised eyebrow.
<<s Ellis>>Are you saying you might be...?<</s>> Their question hung in the air.
I took a breather, wanting to answer.<<else>><<s Author>>I can't imagine what that feels like. I wish I could help somehow.<</s>> I announced.
They placed their hand on mine, holding it.
<<s Ellis>>You're doing a lot already.<</s>> they smiled at me, but my mind was still stuck to the fingers holding me.
Why was I feeling so... tense?<</if>>
<<link "Lights Off!" "LGBT Movie Night">><<addmins 10>><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 3>><<pichead "clubs/human-rights-club/movie-techdif.jpg" "Please stand by">>
<div id='continue'>As the intensity of the moment rose between me and my friend, suddenly the screen turned off, plunging the whole room in darkness.
It was not part of the show, and I barely saw <<light Ellis>> immediately standing to attention in the dim emergency light that remained.
They rushed to the control room, looking to solve the issue.
I had a duty to aid them and make sure everything worked properly, afte rall that was <<light Jasmin>>'s request of me.
<<if $club.has("MovieEvaYara")>>My hand removed itself from between <<light Yara>>'s possessive fingers with pain. I wanted to stay, make use of the darkness of the moment, show her I was willing... But duty called.
Excusing myself, I made my way to the control room at the back of the auditorium.
<<elseif $club.has("MovieLeo")>>I wanted to stay, drill <<light Leo>> more about his hidden secret, yet duty called me elsewhere.
<<s Author>>I'll be right back.<</s>> I told him as I headed towards the control room at the back of the auditorium.<<else>>Duty called me to follow my friend to the control room at the back of the auditorium.<</if>>
<<s Author>>Hey is everything okay here?<</s>>
<<s Ellis>>Sabotage.<</s>> The one word explained what had happened, and I felt myself heat up at it.
Why would anyone want to ruin this evening?
<<s Author>>What can we do?<</s>> I asked.
<<s Ellis>>Thankfully, I know myself around these stuff. Can you plug that in right there?<</s>>
They pointed me towards the electrical line.
<<link "Plug it in, hoping for the best">><<replace "#continue">><<picmid "clubs/human-rights-club/electricity.jpg">>
Thankfully, that put everything back on track for us, and moments later <<light Ellis>> turned the projector back on.
<<s Ellis>>And... Play.<</s>> They pressed the play button, and the loud voice of the movie startled everyone in the room.
<<light Ellis>> rushed to lower the voice.
<<s Ellis>>These fuckers played with the sound too.<</s>>
They made quick work of solving the issue, the movie now back on track.
<<s Ellis>>I'm staying here to make sure this isn't repeated.<</s>> They announced.
I looked down at the auditorium through the window of the control room.
<<if $club.has("MovieEvaYara")>>My two friends were still in their spots, having drifted even closer than before. A pang of jealousy struck me as I watched their bodies interlaced like that.<<elseif $club.has("MovieLeo")>><<light Leo>> worriedly looked around him, before moving his attention back to the movie, engaged. His naughty secret only his to enjoy.<<else>>Everything was back on track, and our crowd was back to being engaged in the movie, having forgotten about the issue.<</if>>
<<s Ellis>>You're free to go back down there if you want.<</s>> They continued, pulling my attention to them again.
I made my choice...
<div id="choices"><<link "Stay there with Ellis" "LGBT Movie Night">><<pickup $club "MovieEllis" 1>><<add "Ellis" 1>><</link>>
<<if $club.has("MovieLeo") or $club.has("MovieEvaYara")>><<link "Go back to your seat" "LGBT Movie Night">><</link>><<else>><<dark "Go back to your seat" "Why leave Ellis alone?">><</if>></div><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif $club.has("MovieEllis")>><<pic Ellis>>The non-binary friend.
Friendship: <<print $Ellis>><</pic>>
<<s Author>>I'm staying here with you.<</s>> I announced, not wanting them to stay alone here.
They gave me an acknowledging smile.
<<s Ellis>>Why would anyone want to ruin the event for us?<</s>> They thought to themselves, asking the question to no one.
<<s Author>>I don't quite know. It's petty.<</s>> I said, emphasizing with them.
<<s Ellis>>Talk about irony. We're watching a movie about queer people being persecuted and being made less-than. And someone decides to attack us.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Quite telling.<</s>>
They took a moment, before talking.
<<s Ellis>>Hey about earlier.<</s>>
<<s Author>>It's fine. Weird. But fine.<</s>>
<<s Ellis>>Sure you're just an ally?<</s>> They asked, eyes piercing through me.
I didn't have an answer to the question.
Had they asked before the new year, I'd have answered them differently. But now... Things are different for me.
<<s Author>>Honestly? I don't know.<</s>>
They gave me a compassionate look, slowly moving closer.
<<s Ellis>>Is it gender or...?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Sexual orientation.<</s>> I answered.
They nodded, understanding what I was saying. Moved even closer.
<<s Ellis>>Hey I get you, that's normal. Just when I thought I had things figured out with my gender and the way I expressed myself... Boom, women and femininity started becoming attractive to me.<</s>> They explained, before continuing. <<s Ellis>>For a long time I struggled with femininity, but once I found the word "non-binary" everything made sense to me. I didn't care to be feminine in the traditional sense, but do like some feminine things.<</s>>
They looked at me, I looked back. We were subtly drifting closer, our backs resting against one of the empty shelves in the room.
<<s Ellis>>And I found that I was attracted to feminine, beautiful girls. Like you.<</s>>
Say what you will, it felt good being hit on like that. For once I didn't have a smart reply.
<<light Ellis>> really knew how to put the moves on.
Then they leaned closer, their faces inches away from mine, their lips forming a slight smirk.
<<s Ellis>>And these feminine, beautiful girls were just as attracted to me. Despite me being non-binary.<</s>> They announced. <<s Ellis>>I loved turning them bi.<</s>>
I felt my heart flutter with a sense of trepidation. I so wanted to lean in and kiss them. To taste their lips...
<<s Ellis>>You know, if you do kiss me, you'd definitely not be straight.<</s>> They warned me, their voice floating through my hazy mind.
I took a split second to think of what to do.
<div id='choices'><<if $bisex gte 7>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/bisex.png'>Passionately kiss them">><<add "arousal" 20>><<add "Ellis" 2>><<add "bisex" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I was definitely not straight.
<<picmid "clubs/human-rights-club/ellis-kiss.jpg">>
I leaned in for the kiss, eager to taste them and feel them against me, my body rushing to press against them.
While stunned by my initial approach, they later took it in stride, eager to seduce me with their lips.
And boy did they know how to kiss. A perfect balance between forceful and soft, their beautiful kisses raised my passion for them, as their hands drifted behind me to hold me close.
I felt safe, comforted, eager to be kissing them back and feel their body against mine. I was loving their passionate kisses and was trading them back.
<<s Ellis>>Oh you're gay gay.<</s>> They said, before kissing me again, smirking through their kissing.
<<s Author>>For you.<</s>> I said, moving back in.
Our bodies were floating around each other's, a beautiful tango of love and passion, as we kissed one another with passion and vigor. I had the hots for them, and I showed it. They were reciprocating these intense feelings too.
<<picmid "clubs/human-rights-club/ellis-morekiss.jpg">>
<<s Ellis>>You're good.<</s>>
<<s Author>>You're perfect.<</s>>
<<s Ellis>>I know.<</s>>
The confidence they spoke with turned me on. Were all non-binary people that attractive? They had to be, they built themselves up to be so!
The movie soon ended, us still distracted by our passionate kissing.
<<s stranger>>Turn the lights on! We can't see where we're going!<</s>> A voice called out from the auditorium below, hidden from sight.
<<light Ellis>> moved me away just a bit, before flipping the switch for the lights.
<<s Ellis>>We'll have to carry this another time.<</s>> They announced.
I felt needy, but nodded in acceptance.
//When would next time be?//
<<link "Let's leave" "Management">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Passionately kiss them" "Bisexuality not high enough">><</if>>
<<if $Ellis gte 3 or $bisex gte 3>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/bisex.png'>I'd like to try it">><<add "bisex" 1>><<add "Ellis" 2>><<replace "#choices">>I don't know if it was because I felt close to them or because I was actually curious of what something like this would feel like, but I leaned into the feeling as I felt myself nodding as I spoke:
<<s Author>>I'd like to try it.<</s>> I announced, looking at them and what they do.
They smirked, gave a soft nod, and spoke:
<<s Ellis>>You can always back away.<</s>>
<<picmid "clubs/human-rights-club/ellis-kiss.jpg">>
They leaned in, their lips pressing against mine, the softness of them clashing with the strength of their kiss.
I felt myself lean forward a bit.
<<light Ellis>> moved back, looking at me. My lips slowly parted. They smiled and leaned back in, placing another kiss on them as their tongue went out to softly play with my lips.
I moved back.
<<s Ellis>>Was that too much?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Not at all. I just want to savor it.<</s>>
This time, I was the one to lean in and kiss them, my own tongue coming out to play and tickle their lips.
<<s Ellis>>Another one bites the dust.<</s>> They said in between kisses, loving me back and fighting me with their own tongue.
The beautiful balance between strength and softness in them made me fall even deeper in the hole.
<<s Ellis>>You're a good kisser.<</s>> They announced as we took a break.
<<s stranger>>Turn the lights on! We can't see where we're going!<</s>> A voice called out from the auditorium below, hidden from sight.
It turned out the movie had ended while we were distracted by our naughty activity.
<<light Ellis>> moved me away just a bit, before flipping the switch for the lights.
<<s Ellis>>We'll have to carry this another time.<</s>> They announced.
I wasn't ready to end it, but accepted the verdict nonetheless.
//When would next time be?//
<<link "Let's leave" "Management">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<elseif $bisex gte 3>><<dark "I'd like to try it" "Not close enough">><<elseif $Ellis gte 3>><<dark "I'd like to try it." "Not bisexual enough">><</if>>
<<if $smarts lte 20>><<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/close.png'>You're basically a man">><<less "Ellis" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<less "reputation" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I tried to give myself a logical explanation to what I was about to do.
<<s Author>>You're basically a man, that doesn't make me queer.<</s>>
As I leaned in softly to kiss them, they moved away.
<<s Ellis>>Seriously? No. I am not "basically a man".<</s>> They frowned at me.
<<s Ellis>>I am more than that, and not that at all. I'm not even on the binary, <<print $name>>.<</s>>
They were actually sad, furious at my statement.
<<s Author>>I'm sorry. I'm not gay.<</s>>
<<s Ellis>>Kissing me wouldn't make you gay. I'm not a girl either.<</s>> They were quick to reply. <<s Ellis>>Maybe you are just an ally. A confused one, at that.<</s>> They said, moving away.
There goes that opportunity.
<<s Author>>Sorry. I guess I still have a lot to learn.<</s>> I said, taking my distance.
<<s Ellis>>You do.<</s>>
And on that bitter tone, we spent the next half an hour guarding the location silently, watching the movie from our perched spot.
It honestly was a beautiful movie... But I felt uneasy about my actions.
<<link "Let's leave" "Management">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "You're basically a man" "We're smart enough to know that they're not.">><</if>>
<<link "Maybe it's better not to do this">><<replace "#choices">>At these statements, at the mention of what kissing them might mean for my person, I felt myself hesitate.
<<s Author>>I think... Maybe I'm not ready to answer that question.<</s>> I said, moving away.
They smiled softly at me.
<<s Ellis>>I get you. There is no pressure in finding yourself.<</s>> They said, moving back as well and giving me my space.
<<s Ellis>>Though if you ever feel like discussing the subject with me, I'm always open to it.<</s>> They announced, their smile still radiating.
I felt myself smile back in recognition.
<<s Author>>Thank you.<</s>>
I then thought to add:
<<s Author>>At least I know that with people like you and me, I'd be safe to show rejection.<</s>>
<<s Ellis>>Oh that's for sure.<</s>> They replied, suddenly thoughtful.
I kept it at that, moving my attention back to the movie and the actions happening on the screen.
I might've been growing open to experiences, but I felt like something in me drew lines to certain things.
I was happy to be finding myself more as time went by.
<<link "Let's leave" "Management">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif $club.has("MovieLeo")>><div id='continue'><<s Author>>Thank you for taking care of this.<</s>> I told my friend before heading back towards my seat, eager to find an answer to my question about <<light Leo>>.
But lo and behold, as I made my way towards him in his seat, I noticed him standing to walk out in a hurry, his mind surely plagued by our recent encounter.
I really had to see where this would take us.
Silently, I followed him out, him not noticing my presence, as he made his way towards the bathroom.
Yet again, my friend had decided to visit the women's bathroom.
I smiled to myself as I followed him there.
<<link "Open the door">><<replace "#continue">><<pichead "locations/toilet.jpg" "At the toilets">>
The clean bathroom greeted me with its earie silence, broken only by a <<light Leo>> that was situating himself in one of the stalls.
I calmly approached the stall.
<<s Author>>Hey Leo is everything okay?<</s>> I asked him, voice rising to break the silence.
<<s Leo>><<print $name>>. Eum yeah it's all good. I'll see you at our seats.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Are you sure? You seemed to be out of shape. I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable...<</s>>
From behind the stall door, <<light Leo>> spoke up.
<<s Leo>>Not at all, not at all... I just... Need time.<</s>> He said.
There was something weird about this whole thing, but then again my friend was always a weird person.
I didn't know whether I should push him for an answer or let it slide...
<div id="choices"><<link "Insist that he tells me">><<add "Leo" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Come on Leo. We're way past this secrecy, don't you think?<</s>> I said through the door, hoping he'd be open to share what seemed to be plaguing him.
A moment of silence followed, before he decided to speak up and share:
<<s Leo>>I have no idea how you guessed it, but it was the underwear. And now, it's become too tight to just keep sitting there and watch that film.<</s>> He announced, no doubt blushing as his voice cracked.
<<s Author>>Seriously? Too tight? You mean...<</s>> My mind was swimming with the possibilities.
<<s Leo>>Yes. I don't know why. Maybe it's cause you know what I have on, maybe it's because of the material, or the movie, or being in them in public... I don't know.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Oh Leo that's totally normal. And somehow flattering?<</s>> I said through the door, hearing him squirm inside.
<<s Leo>>Yeah. Regardless, I need to deal with it, let it subside, before I can make it back out... Soo...<</s>> He let his voice linger, implying what he needed to do but not quite convincing me with it.
I had the opportunity to have some fun of my own in this secluded bathroom. <<light Jasmin>> doesn't have to be the only one to have fun tonight!
<div id="choices2"><<link "Insist he opens the stall">><<add "arousal" 40>><<add "sexskill" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>I felt compelled, I needed...
There was something undeniably intriguing about the person inside of the stall and their current predicament. I felt like I needed to see my friend in his underwear, in his boner...
<<s Author>>Open the door.<</s>> I called, making my request of him.
<<s Leo>>What?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Open the door. You felt something when I called you out in public. Lean into the feeling.<</s>> I explained, tapping softly on the stall door.
My tone played around in the pregnant air. Aa few silent, heavy moments later, the stall door opened.
Inside, <<light Leo>> had his pants on.
<<s Author>>Why are these on? Take them off.<</s>> I said, hoping he'd follow the request.
He looked at me, took a moment, then decided to comply.
<<s Leo>>Okay...<</s>> He agreed, lowering his pants and revealing the underwear inside.
<<if $alphabeta gte 20>><<picmid "events/leoevents/boxers.jpg">><<elseif $alphabeta lte -20>><<picmid "events/leoevents/panties.jpg">><</if>>
Standing there in his underwear, a shy <<light Leo>> bravely kept them on display, choosing not to hide them with his hands. I acknowledged that.
<<s Author>>Yes! Wear them confidently. They look good on you.<</s>>
His boner, hidden inside his underwear, gave me a little nod of appreciation at my comment. I smiled to myself.
Despite the tightness of the material, his penis was definitely on the more manageable side of things as it kept to its boundaries, still snug in its home.
<<s Author>>They fit you really well.<</s>> I commented, and he blushed yet again.
<<s Author>>Come on, let's deal with this shall we?<</s>> I said, pushing him back on the toilet seat and taking my seat on his lap.
<<picmid "clubs/human-rights-club/leo-sitting.jpg">>
I smiled at his as I saw his squirm, on edge, allowing my hand to drift slowly lower until it reached his hidden python (more like snake or worm if anything).
<<s Leo>><<print $name>>...<</s>>
<<s Author>>Shhh. Let me do my thing.<</s>> I said enticingly, smiling sweetly at my friend as my hand started rubbing him through the fabric.
<<s Author>>You haven't felt that before, right?<</s>> I teased as I looked at him sweetly struggling with my touch.
<<s Leo>>I...<</s>> He squirmed. <<s Leo>>Not like this.<</s>>
I understood what he meant, my hand still teasing playfully.
<<s Author>>Someone's been enjoying his new underwear a bit too much, haven't you?<</s>>
<<light Leo>> struggled to find his words, bombarded with the masterful manipulations and the psychological teasing.
<<s Leo>>How could I not?<</s>> He whispered in between shuddered breaths, confirming my suspicion.
He was a sexual being, who was starting to discover himself a bit more every day. We weren't so different, him and I...
<<s Author>>Good boy.<</s>> I whispered in his ear before nibbling at it.
And apparently, this was the move that broke the dam. He shuddered, moaning into my neck, cumming in this tight embrace, soiling his undies.
<<s Author>>Goood boy.<</s>> I repeated, enticing him to spurt into my palm, smiling to myself and at him at his perceived weakness. His breath caught. He moaned out.
<<s Leo>>Oh <<print $name>>... This was...<</s>> He was at a loss of words, but still tried.
<<s Author>>I know. You did well.<</s>> I smiled at him.
<<s Leo>>Thank you.<</s>> He whispered softly, catching his breath.
<<s Author>>I'll see you around.<</s>> I teased, moving away from him.
//I'd say this was a successful event all in all...//
<<link "Let's leave" "Management">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Guide him through the door">><<add "open" 1>><<add "arousal" 20>><<replace "#choices2">>My friend was struggling, in need. And I felt like helping him.
<<s Author>>Hey maybe I can help you make it go.<</s>> I said through the stall door, still separated from him.
<<s Leo>>How?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I could describe some stuff maybe? Like a rotten egg dripping slowly on your head.<</s>> I started, smiling.
<<s Leo>>Ew, no! Please!<</s>> He called out through the door.
<<s Author>>What, you don't want disgusting stuff to help it go away?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>It's physical, <<print $name>>. Not mental. I'm not turned on but my body is.<</s>>
<<s Author>>What does that mean?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Forget it.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Well what if we allow your mind to join in?<</s>>
<<light Leo>> remained calm.
<<s Author>>Like for example, imagining someone hot in front of you. Someone with a hot body, naked.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>That's supposed to help?<</s>> He asked, his voice softer this time. He was engaged at least.
<<s Author>>Give me a name.<</s>> I said, wanting to help him in this fantasy.
<<s Leo>>I... Julio.<</s>> He gave me our friend's name.
<<pic Julio>><</pic>>
<<s Author>>He's hot. And pretty gay.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I guess. So he won't mind it.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Mind what? Being naked in front of you?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Yeah...<</s>>
<<s Author>>You imagining him, his body, his black cock?<</s>> I continued my teasing.
<<light Leo>> took a moment, before replying.
<<s Leo>>Yes. All of those.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Are you playing with yourself?<</s>> I asked, eagerly.
<<s Leo>>No..<</s>> His voice was soft. Weak.
<<s Author>>It's okay, I am too.<</s>> I said, my hand slowly drifting to rub against my snatch.
He remained silent.
<<s Author>>Can you imagine his hard, naked, gay body in front of you? Slowly approaching you, looming over you.<</s>> I described, closing my eyes as I imagined what happened right on the other side of that door.
<<picmid "clubs/human-rights-club/leo-masturbation.jpg">>
<<s Author>>He's naked, his cock is in your face... Big. Black. Cock. Swinging. Swaying from side to side. What will you do?<</s>>
I needed him to join the fantasy. I needed him to help me just as I was helping him.
<<s Leo>>I'd... I'd suck him. Take his cock in my mouth.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yes...<</s>>
<<s Leo>>And I'd help him. While playing with myself.<</s>> He continued, taken by the fantasy.
<<s Author>>Are you?<</s>> I asked him, wanting to know if he had joined me in playing with himself.
<<s Leo>>Yes. I am.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Good Leo.<</s>> I praised my friend, enticing him to do more, to share more.
<<s Leo>>Are you?<</s>> He asked back, his breath starting to get a bit heavier.
<<s Author>>I am.<</s>> I admitted to him.
<<picmid "clubs/human-rights-club/me-masturbation.jpg">>
The next couple of minutes passed like that, in relative silence, as we heard one another get closer and closer to our respective climaxes.
<<s Author>>Are you getting close?<</s>> I asked, eagerly.
<<s Leo>>Yes. I... I am.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Still sucking him off?<</s>> I asked, wanting him to describe what he was imagining.
<<s Leo>>Yeah. And you're watching.<</s>> His fantasy involved me?
I was silent for a moment, before deciding to speak up.
<<s Author>>Only watching?<</s>> I asked, intrigued.
<<s Leo>>Yeah. I'm being gay in front of you.<</s>> He said, his breath catching with these words.
<<s Author>>Gay...<</s>> I repeated, as his breath caught even more.
<<s Leo>>Yeah.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Are you gay?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>No. I'm bi.<</s>> He admitted, his breathing quickening.
<<s Author>>But right now you're being gay. You have me, yet you choose Julio. Gay.<</s>>
I decided to press the button. And it paid off.
<<light Leo>>'s breathing got very quick, very fast, as he reached his sudden climax, softly groaning at the feelings that washed over him.
While I didn't reach his level of satisfaction, I was still enjoying his noise and whimpers across the stall door, as he flowed through the climax and found his satisfaction. I smiled at the advancement.
<<s Author>>Good gay.<</s>> I praised, my compliment met with a whimper from the queer next door.
I'd say that was a successful event!
<<link "Let's leave" "Management">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Let him deal with it alone.">><<replace "#choices2">>But then again, he needed his space and had asked for it.
<<s Author>>Alright Leo, you've got it.<</s>> I said, <<s Author>>I'll go back to the movie. Don't be too long.<</s>>
Despite my excitement at the prospect of what he might be doing and how he might look in that stall, I had to respect his privacy. Also, <<light Jasmin>> did count on me to make sure that everything would go smoothly at the event...
I headed back to my seat in the auditorium.
<<light Leo>> took quite a while to join me again, and by then the movie neared its end.
<<s Author>>All good?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Yeah.<</s>> He softly said, red in the face.
I let the whole event slide as we said our goodbyes.
//I'm glad I was there to give him comfort in this new trial of his. I'll give him his space to deal with it now though.//
<<link "Let's leave" "Management">><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Let it go">><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>I see, alright. As you wish.<</s>>
I had decided to respect my friend's privacy.
<<s Author>>See you back out there!<</s>> I announced, before heading back to the auditorium to continue the movie.
<<light Leo>> took quite a while to join me again, and by then the movie neared its end.
<<s Author>>All good?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Yeah.<</s>> He softly said, red in the face.
I let the whole event slide as we said our goodbyes.
//Whatever it was, it must have been personal. I'll give him his space.//
<<link "Let's leave" "Management">><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>><<dark "❗*" "Ends the Event!">></div><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif $club.has("MovieEvaYara")>>I did not understand the feelings I was having. I needed to sort through them. And what better way to do so than to be near the person that caused them?
Excusing myself from <<light Ellis>>' side, I headed back down to my seat as the movie played, trying to wiggle my way back to be next to <<light Yara>>.
<<picmid "clubs/human-rights-club/yara-seduction.jpg">>
<<s Yara>>And so you return.<</s>> She commented, seeing me arrive.
<<s Author>>How could I not.<</s>> I replied, my heart beating a bit faster.
I looked over. Her hand had found its way to my other friend's thigh.
<<light Eva>>, noticing me looking, placed her hand on top of <<light Yara>>, stopping her soft exploration.
There was an internal struggle happening with my repressed friend, and she tried to deal with in adequately.
There was an equally powerful struggle flowing through me.
<<light Eva>> had admitted some queer feelings to me last time we hung out at her place. She had shared about her doubts regarding it, about how she struggled...
And <<light Yara>> was helping her push her boundaries, her hand exploring her body and helping her discover her limits... And I... Was jealous? Grateful?
And not only of <<light Yara>>, but of my nerdy friend as well? Why was <<light Yara>> giving her attention and not me? Did I need to claim that attention, rope her away? Share it?
I was so confused, and lost, and emotional...
<<s Yara>>Is everything okay?<</s>> My atheltic friend budged in, her attention turning to me.
I was still confused, lost. And she looked at me, a small spark appearing in her eye. A beautiful, enticing twinkle.
<div id='choices'><<if $subdom gte 10>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/dom.png'><img src='images/icons/bisex.png'><img src='images/icons/sexskill.png'>Claim her away with a kiss">><<add "subdom" 1>><<add "Yara" 1>><<less "Eva" 1>><<add "bisex" 1>><<add "sexskill" 1>><<add "arousal" 20>><<replace "#choices">><<picmid "clubs/human-rights-club/yara-kiss1.jpg">>
It didn't matter who I was jealous of, or who I was trying to rope in. I needed to assert my presence one way or the other.
My eyes kept their focus on hers as my hand rose to grab the back of her head.
Her whole body turned towards mine as she gave me the attention I demanded, her physical language showing eagerness.
I dove in, tasting her lips with mine and controlling her body, as I kissed her with passion.
<<light Yara>> whimpered, her moan stiffled by my controlling mouth, as my tongue went out to play with her lips. She was caught unguarded, as her body reacted to my actions, her change in demeanor alerting our friend of something happening.
<<s Eva>>What are you-<</s>> Our nerdy friend's voice lingered, as <<light Yara>> moved her hand away from her, to place it on the side of my face, tenderly.
It felt good to feel her hot body, as I let my hand drift down in exploration, finding its way across her belly, my kisses still exploring her beautiful lips.
<<s Yara>>Mmmm...<</s>> She moaned with abandon, enjoying our fun together and looking for more.
<<picmid "clubs/human-rights-club/yara-kiss2.jpg">>
I moved back, breaking the oral contact, turning my attention back to the movie.
<<light Yara>>'s whole posture changed, as she leaned towards my side. I allowed my hand to rest on her thigh possessively, as she entertwined her fingers with mine.
<<light Eva>> might not have been the happiest with that latest development, but at least she's not the one playing these games. She'll find her peace with it eventually...
<<link "Let's leave" "Management">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Claim her away with a kiss" "Not dominant<img src='images/icons/dom.png'> enough">><</if>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/bisex.png'><img src='images/icons/sexskill.png'>Grab her hand and place it on my thigh">><<add "bisex" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "Yara" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "sexskill" 1>><<add "arousal" 40>><<replace "#choices">>Something needed to be done. A thirst needed to be quenched. I barely controlled my body as I felt myself grab her hand as I did before, and place in on my thigh, voicelessly making my request of her.
<<picmid "clubs/human-rights-club/yara-fingering.jpg">>
She smiled, her bright eyes making my heart race as I looked into them as felt her possessively hold onto my inner thigh.
Her hand started groping and drifting, caressing me as I closed my eyes in appreciation.
On the other side of her, <<light Eva>>'s self-control lessened as her walls came crashing down, her hands losing the battle against <<light Yara>>'s and her legs opening up for her.
Mine did the same, beckoning her to have open access to my treasure.
Treasure? What treasure? I wanted it pillaged.
Her hands slowly started drifting higher, playfully, teasingly.
I looked at her, wanting to beg, wanting to ask her for more.
She smiled as she kept watching the movie.
Beyond her, <<light Eva>> had decided to do the same as I was, looking in our lover's direction, and our eyes caught.
Blushing, we both softly averted our gaze.
Here we were, two nerdy friends who a few days or weeks ago were talking about discovering ourselves beyond education, being controlled and educated on our bodies' reactions by our dominant, athletic friend.
I stiffled a moan as <<light Yara>>'s hand ventured further up, brushing against what little fabric covered my...
<<picmid "clubs/human-rights-club/yara-fingering2.jpg">>
<<s Eva>>Mmmm..<</s>> My friend moaned out, catching my attention, as I noticed <<light Yara>> was doing the same to her.
I didn't know what would please her more, me moaning higher or me being in control of myself.
But then again, I had no control, as I alternated between squirming and trying to hide my excitement.
But my lover was relentless, and her hands were not tiring anytime soon.
She continued her assault on both of us, attacking our needy lips and pushing us to our edge.
No control, no words.
At the worse of times, as the heat of the moment rose higher and higher, our common lover stopped her assault, leaving us panting and in need.
<<s Author>>Why did you stop?<</s>> I whimpered in a raspy breath, looking at her for an answer.
<<s Yara>>Movie's over.<</s>> She announced, smiling, as she licked her fingers seductively.
<<s Yara>>I can't wait to taste it straight from the source.<</s>> She continued teasingly.
I had to bit my lip to stop myself from giving another ellicit moan as the lights turned back on in the whole room.
I looked down. Beneath me, the seat was drenched with my juices.
<<s Yara>>What a waste.<</s>> She teased, standing up and leaving the two of us alone.
I looked at <<light Eva>>, who looked back at me.
<<s Author>>That was...<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Amazing.<</s>> She didn't let me finish, just like <<light Yara>> had done.
<<link "Let's leave" "Management">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "It's nothing. Nothing.">><<replace "#choices">>I looked into her brown, engaging eyes. My eyes wavered and drifted lower, seeing her hand again on my friend's thigh, exploring despite the arm trying to stop it.
I didn't find it in me to do anything about it.
<<s Author>>It's nothing. Nothing.<</s>> I said, deafeated, before turning to look at the screen again.
For the rest of the film, I tried to keep my attention drifted to the screen, watching the action unfold as musical numbers followed one another. Yet my eyes wandered every once in a while, watching the progression of the seduction happening right nearby, as <<light Yara>> slowly roped my friend in, taking more and more of her, until eventually all her defenses were gone and she was like putty in her hands.
I didn't know why or who I was jealous of. All I know is that it felt heavy.
The event might have been a success, but I really needed to know what my priorities were...
Was I simply an ally, or was I truly part of this community? Why did I stop myself from being... Me?
<<link "Let's leave" "Management">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<else>>Developper's note: There is some sort of a mistake, retrace your steps and change your choices please! <3
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>>
<</if>><center><img src="images/locations/mall.jpg" width="100%"></center>
<<if visited(passage()) is 1>>Our club, ready to share a positive message of growth and humanity, gathers at the mall and starts distributing flyers to random people across the place.
Unfortunately, things don't seem to be finding the traction we need them to, and I was at a loss for options on what to do...
<div id="choices"><center><img src="images/clubs/human-rights-club/flyers.jpg" width="60%"></center>
<<if $hrcrole is "equipment" or $hrcrole is "vice">><<link "Throw flyers around">><<add "hrc" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Having prepared for such an eventuality, I have decided to print out additional papers.
Not restricting ourselves to just the mall, we started distributing papers to all the cars parked around it, propping the flyers on the windshields. If they won't care at the mall at least the flyers will follow them home!
<<link "continue" "HRCMall">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Throw flyers around" "Option unavailable to me">><</if>>
<<if $hrcrole is "media" or $hrcrole is "pr" or $hrcrole is "vice">><<link "Film a Social Media trend">><<add "hrc" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Even if the project wasn't successful, our social media image of it doesn't need to be! We decided to stage a social media trend with people at the mall, asking them harcore human rights questions and shaming them for their wrong answers. It might be morally gray, but at least it'll have people talking!
<<link "continue" "HRCMall">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Film a Social Media trend" "Option unavailable to me">><</if>>
<<if $hrcrole is "secretary" or $hrcrole is "vice">><<link "<img src='images/icons/smarts.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>Try to learn from our mistakes for next time">><<add "hrc" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "smarts" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Looking at all the facts of the event and what it means, <<light Jasmin>> and I made sure to evaluate every step of the way correctly. Maybe if we know exactly what went wrong we could fix it for next time... Good paperwork means good follow-ups after all...
<<link "continue" "HRCMall">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Try to learn from our mistakes for next time" "Option unavailable to me">><</if>>
<<link "Lose hope">><<less "hrc" 1>><<replace "#choices">>
<<link "continue" "HRCMall">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>><center><img src="images/clubs/human-rights-club/flyers2.avif" width="60%"></center>
At one point of us distributing these flyers and sharing our positive message, I notice a couple from school and hand them one of them, smiling widely.
They both look at the paper I offer them critically, before looking up to address me.
<<s Carter>>So this... Human Rights Club... What exactly are you fighting for? What's the reason behind it?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Well we defend all rights, humans have the right to be equal as our consitution and the international declaration of human rights tell us.<</s>>
<<s Carter>>But we are not equal. There is a disproportion in society and THAT needs to be fixed. Can't go preaching about all being equal when certain people don't wanna go down to help.<</s>>
His comment had started gathering a small crowd, and I was left with a choice.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Tell him what he wants to hear">><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<add "hrc" 2>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Nodding my head, I can clearly see the pain in his voice as he talks.
<<s Author>>You're right. You're absolutely right. Some people are not willing to speak up for their fellow humans, probably because they are afraid of what the repercussions might be on them in their personal lives.
But who cares about your personal life if freedoms are being taken away from you in public?? If we do not mobilize now, fight for people's right to exist freely now, fight for an equitable world that gives the opportunity for marginalized people to voice their opinions, we will all lose our rights.
And those with privilege, like me, are meant to be the first people at the forefront of the fight, and pay back what our ancestors stole from others decades ago, with blood, sweat and tears if need be. I vow to you, that is the mission of the HRC at the high school, and that is our one chief goal.<</s>>
My small speech had gathered a lot of positive attention, and following that act interest peaked in what we were fighting for. <<light Jasmin>>, watching from a corner, was particularly happy.
<<link "go back" "Mall">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'>Look for someone to bail me out">><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "hrc" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<replace "#choices">>While he way right, I had no idea what to say to convince him of the necessity of what we were doing.
//Why exactly were we doing this?//
Shyly looking around, I notice<<light Jasmin>>watching the scene, and signal her to take the lead.
Edging into the conversation, she speaks out.
<<s Jasmin>>You're right. You're absolutely right. Some people are not willing to speak up for their fellow humans, probably because they are afraid of what the repercussions might be on them in their personal lives.
But who cares about your personal life if freedoms are being taken away from you in public?? If we do not mobilize now, fight for people's right to exist freely now, fight for an equitable world that gives the opportunity for marginalized people to voice their opinions, we will all lose our rights.
And those with privilege, like me, are meant to be the first people at the forefront of the fight, and pay back what our ancestors stole from others decades ago, with blood, sweat and tears if need be. I vow to you, that is the mission of the HRC at the high school, and that is our one chief goal.<</s>>
Her small speech had gathered a lot of positive attention, and following that act interest peaked in what we were fighting for. <<light Jasmin>> truly was worthy of being president of the club!
<<link "go back" "Mall">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'>Create a scene against their point">><<less "hrc" 1>><<less "Jasmin" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<less "bbcworld" 1>><<replace "#choices">>He made a point, but come on, at least we're doing something here! I wasn't going to let this slide.
<<s Author>>Okay listen at least we're being active!<</s>>
<<s Carter>>To what end?<</s>>
<<s Author>>To solve all the issue, world hunger, poverty, war. These know no race. If only you people would get your head out of your asses and looked at the whole world asking for a quarter of what you have, you'd see that you're jsut as priviledged as us, if not more.<</s>>
<<s Carter>>So just because someone has it worse it means we should just shut up and be rolled over?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Big ouf! You have it easy. Be grateful.<</s>>
My outburst, unregulated speech, and overall abysmal performance meant the end of the day for us, as the small crowd that had gathered booed us off and requested from the mall's security to kick us off.
After long back and forths, we were able to just make it out with the skin of our teeth, missing our chance to do more for the day.
The whole of the HRC, and <<light Jasmin>> in particular, were very unhappy with me.
<<link "go back" "Mall">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<else>><<link "go back" "Mall">><</link>><</if>><<addhours 1>><<pichead "clubs/hrc.jpg" "Human Rights Club">>
<<if visited(passage()) is 1>><<add "hrc" 1>>Invited by <<light Jasmin>>, I walk into the room where the Human Rights Club's meetings are supposed to take place this day of the week.
Immediately noticed by my friend, she goes up to me to greet me.
<<s Jasmin>>Hey $name ! How are you doing?<</s>>
I smile at her, happy to be seeing her.
<<s Author>>Hey that's a decent turnout!<</s>>
Looking at the other students that have made it, around half a dozen of us, I show my support to my friend.
<<s Jasmin>>I was hoping for more, but I guess you gotta start somewhere, right?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I agree. What's the plan?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>You'll see.<</s>>
<center><img src='images/clubs/human-rights-club/discussion1.avif' width='100%'></center>
Calling everyone over to the central table, <<light Jasmin>> speaks out in introducing the club:
<<s Jasmin>>Thank you all for coming!
The Human Rights Club, or HRC for short, is a club for all of us. Our decisions will be democratic, we will all work together on choosing what issues to talk about and where to take things.
I might've created the club and am honorary president, but without you none of the work or the mission will reach our intended audience.
I am counting on all of you to help us in our message of humanity and peace.<</s>>
I smile. Her confidence in the positive impact of such a group is so heartwarming. I can really see the effects that this will have on the school as a whole, and was looking forward to it!
<<s Jasmin>>So basically, we will need to come up with special projects to help spread a positive message across the schoool and our community.
I already have something planned for the next few weeks, but am hoping I can also get ideas from you. There is nothing wrong, all ideas can fly and we can discuss them here to choose whether to follow them or not!<</s>>
Talking further, <<light Jasmin>> suggested we seperate positions amongst ourselves, and by doing so start building up for an actual club with clear goals and hierarchy.
When it came to me and the position I would be responsible for, everyone saw it fit that I'd be <<if $athletics >= 5>><<set $hrcrole to "equipment">>Equipment Manager, responsible of all the material stuff that the club had.<<elseif $smarts >= 5>><<set $hrcrole to "secretary">>Secretary, responsible of keeping minutes and keeping everyone up to date with the latest decisions of the club.<<elseif $mediasavvy >= 5>><<set $hrcrole to "media">>Social Media Officer, responsible of all media output of the club.<<elseif $sexskill >= 5>><<set $hrcrole to "pr">>the PR Representative, the face of the club and unofficial spokesperson.<</if>>
However, <<light Jasmin>> had other plans for me.
<<s Jasmin>>There is still the issue of vice-president of the club. Unless anyone minds, I nominate $name to hold that position.<</s>>
I was stunned, unsure I could take over this position...
Whispering closely, <<light Jasmin>> softly tells me: <<s Jasmin>>It'll be good for your applications, trust me.<</s>>
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/grade.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Accept the position">><<add "hrc" 1>><<add "reputation" 1>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<set $hrcrole to "vice">><<replace "#choices">>Honored to be offered this position, I accept it wholeheartedly, letting go of the previous one in favor of it. I am sure to have to pick up the slack whenever the rest cannot fulfill their position.
<<link "go back" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Be hesitant">><<less "subdom" 1>><<set $hrcrole to "vice">><<replace "#choices">>Hesitating to take this role, I can't hide my doubt from the rest of the team as they start noticing<<light Jasmin>>'s hold on me.
Before anyone can speak up to claim the position for themselves, she speaks out authoritatively:
<<s Jasmin>>$name is not always the most talkative one, but I thank you for taking over as my assistant - I mean vice!<</s>>
I guess the choice was hers after all...
<<link "go back" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/close.png'><img src='images/icons/x.png'>I have other things to do">><<less "Jasmin" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<less "grade" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Not willing to sacrifice my free time for the part, I speak out:
<<s Author>>Unfortunately, I don't think I am the person for the job, Jasmin. I am sure someone else is better suited.<</s>>
Not willing to admit that I'm only being there as a friend, I see one of the participants jump at the opportunity to prove herself, taking the position that was handed to me.<<light Jasmin>>is not particularly happy about this...
<<link "go back" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>><<set $jasminmessagepre to 1>>
<<light Jasmin>> came to us today with an idea for the promotion of the HRC, trying to raise awareness and get traction across the school and community.
She plans for us to visit the local Mall this Sunday in order to distribute flyers preaching human rights.
The idea sound and entertaining for all of us present, we decided to get to work in preparation for the weekend.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/energy.png'><img src='images/icons/energy.png'>Work hard">><<add "hrc" 1>><<less "energy" 2>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I decide to put extra effort in to the work we're doing, hoping that the outcome would be a positive one eventually.
<<if $hrcrole is "Equipment">>Getting the equipment ready for the printouts created by the media team, I am left behind at the end to clean up and close off. I don't really mind it happening every once in a while.<<addhours 1>><<elseif $hrcrole is "media">>Creating the flyers that we will be distributing, I make sure to put extra care in the intricacies of the design I am creating. I'm proud of the work I did, despite it being extremely demanding<img src='images/icons/energy.png'><<less "energy" 1>><<elseif $hrcrole is "pr">>Organizing with the mall, I find myself having to kiss boots and beg for help for them to allow us to simply distribute flyers on their premises. Way to help humane actions!<img src='images/icons/sub.png'><<less "subdom" 1>><<elseif $hrcrole is "vice">>Helping in all areas of the club, I work alonside <<light Jasmin>> to make sure everything is going well according to plan.<</if>>
<<link "go back" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Have fun">><<replace "#choices">>Not willing to work any more than I have to, I give an adequate performance and retreat afterwards, eager to get on with my day.
<<link "go back" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
</div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 3>>
<div id="continue">Looking back at the week that passed and our humanitarian activity at the mall on Saturday, we all pat ourselves on the back on our performance.
Regardless of whether or not we could have done more, we still have seen some improvement, as our numbers have grown.
We were able to collect <b><<print $hrc>></b> new members, bringing us to a total of <b><<set $hrctotal to $hrctotal + $hrc>><<print $hrctotal>><<set $hrc to 0>></b>.
Proud of our accomplishment and eager to see progress, we go about planning for the next week, hoping for an even better outcome.
<<link "continue">><<replace "#continue">>In my observation of the activity we had at the mall, I had noticed a few things that could improve our work at school and elsewhere in our community. I had my reservation on whether or not I should share my ideas with the group.
<div id="choices"><<link "We need to help marginalized communities">><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<add "hrc" 1>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Honestly guys, I was confronted during our last event at the mall with a very valid point. What use is it to fight for the rights of people who already are free to do what they want? We are privileged.<</s>>
A random student spoke up:
<<s Yara>>What do you suggest?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I believe we should take particular issues and fight for them, not an umbrella battle that doesn't really define itself any particular way. Marginalized communities need our aid, and we need to lend them the hand because we can.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>I agree. With everything that has been happening in the news recently, it is our duty to fight for their rights. We need to create a better world for them.<</s>>
Lots of nods and mumbled agreements were heard. We were onto something, but needed to flesh it out more. <<light Jasmin>> was happy I was getting involve so clearly.
<<link "go back" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "We need to keep fighting for all human rights">><<add "hrc" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Fighting for human rights is essential if we want to create a better world.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>We know, <<print $name>>, that's why we're here.<</s>>
Someone decided to budge in.
<<s Author>>Yes, but what I mean is, we need to be true to our name and really bring the fight forward to all rights! Whether it is individual freedom or the right to free speech, that's what we need to defend most of all!<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>But... Some things are more important...<</s>>
<<light Jasmin>> felt compelled to shime in, unsure of where I was taking the conversation.
<<s Author>>Yes, they are, but right now we're still establishing our club. We need to show the range we carry and not fight only a single fight, you know?<</s>>
Most people there were with me on the idea I was putting forth, and that seemed to rub <<light Jasmin>> the wrong way somehow.
//I'm glad that my voice is heard here. The HRC will really help me improve my influence.//
<<link "go back" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "We need to lay low for a while">><<less "hrc" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Midterms are coming.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>So what?<</s>> <<light Jasmin>> asked, intrigued by my line of thought.
<<s Author>>I mean... I think now that people know of our existence, maybe it's best if we take things slow and give them time to get used to us... And concentrate on other stuff in our personal lives...<</s>>
<<s Yara>>She's right, actually. My physics teacher is really drilling us lately.<</s>>
Overall, I felt like the sentiment at this gathering was a sentiment of taking things slow, especially after our event at the mall. I felt relaxed, knowing I could take things here at my own pace.
<<link "go back" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 4>><div id="HRCHome">
We're now at the management screen for the HRC.
Working in groups of three, we allocate our members to accomplish certain plans which will help us increase the reach of the club and unlock special events depending on the stats we collect.
We could choose to improve reach as a start to get more people to join the club or take a more balanced approach across the stats of our club.
Other events across the school will also help us improve the HRC's reach.
All events come in tiers, and reaching the final tier in a particular bracket will shape the HRC under that bracket's image, so if you plan on seeing all the scenes the club has to offer we'd recommend you hold off from the third (and final) tier in each event list.
That being said, let's get to work!
<center>Groups available :<<set _blm to 0>><<set _lgbt to 0>><<set _teams to Math.round($hrctotal / 3)>><span id="teams">_teams</span>
<div class="row"><div class="col-4 management">Reach:
<span id="stats-reach-minus">\
<<button "-">>
<<if $hrc gt 0>>
<<if $hrc eq 5>>
<<run $("#stats-reach-plus button").prop("disabled", false);>>
<</if>>
<<set $hrc--, _teams++>>
<<replace "#stats-reach">>$hrc<</replace>>
<<replace "#teams">>_teams<</replace>>
<<if $hrc eq 0>>
<<run $("#stats-reach-minus button").prop("disabled", true);>>
<</if>>
<<elseif $hrc eq 0>>
<<run $("#stats-reach-minus button").prop("disabled", true);>>
<</if>>
<</button>> \
</span>\
<span id="stats-reach">$hrc</span> \
<span id="stats-reach-plus">\
<<button "+">>
<<if $hrc lt 5 and _teams gt 0>>
<<if $hrc eq 0>>
<<run $("#stats-reach-minus button").prop("disabled", false);>>
<</if>>
<<set $hrc++, _teams-->>
<<replace "#stats-reach">>$hrc<</replace>>
<<replace "#teams">>_teams<</replace>>
<<if $hrc eq 5>>
<<run $("#stats-reach-plus button").prop("disabled", true);>>
<</if>><</if>><</button>></span></div><div class="col-4 management">BLM Campaign:
<span id="stats-blm-minus">\
<<button "-">>
<<if _blm gt 0>>
<<if _blm eq 10>>
<<run $("#stats-blm-plus button").prop("disabled", false);>>
<</if>>
<<set _blm--, _teams++>>
<<replace "#stats-blm">>_blm<</replace>>
<<replace "#teams">>_teams<</replace>>
<<if _blm eq 0>>
<<run $("#stats-blm-minus button").prop("disabled", true);>>
<</if>>
<<elseif _blm eq 0>>
<<run $("#stats-blm-minus button").prop("disabled", true);>>
<</if>>
<</button>> \
</span>\
<span id="stats-blm">_blm</span> \
<span id="stats-blm-plus">\
<<button "+">>
<<if _blm lt 10 and _teams gt 0>>
<<if _blm eq 0>>
<<run $("#stats-blm-minus button").prop("disabled", false);>>
<</if>>
<<set _blm++, _teams-->>
<<replace "#stats-blm">>_blm<</replace>>
<<replace "#teams">>_teams<</replace>>
<<if _blm eq 10>>
<<run $("#stats-blm-plus button").prop("disabled", true);>>
<</if>>
<</if>><</button>></span></div><div class="col-4">LGBT+ Campaign
<span id="stats-lgbt-minus">\
<<button "-">>
<<if _lgbt gt 0>>
<<if _lgbt eq 10>>
<<run $("#stats-lgbt-plus button").prop("disabled", false);>>
<</if>>
<<set _lgbt--, _teams++>>
<<replace "#stats-lgbt">>_lgbt<</replace>>
<<replace "#teams">>_teams<</replace>>
<<if _lgbt eq 0>>
<<run $("#stats-lgbt-minus button").prop("disabled", true);>>
<</if>>
<<elseif _lgbt eq 0>>
<<run $("#stats-lgbt-minus button").prop("disabled", true);>>
<</if>>
<</button>> \
</span>\
<span id="stats-lgbt">_lgbt</span> \
<span id="stats-lgbt-plus">\
<<button "+">>
<<if _lgbt lt 10 and _teams gt 0>>
<<if _lgbt eq 0>>
<<run $("#stats-lgbt-minus button").prop("disabled", false);>>
<</if>>
<<set _lgbt++, _teams-->>
<<replace "#stats-lgbt">>_lgbt<</replace>>
<<replace "#teams">>_teams<</replace>>
<<if _lgbt eq 10>>
<<run $("#stats-lgbt-plus button").prop("disabled", true);>>
<</if>><</if>><</button>></span></div>
</div>
<div id="warning">-- All 3 events in the BLM and the LGBT routes are available. However, as soon as you reach 3 events in either the other will be locked out. --</div>
<<link "continue">><<if _teams gt 0>><<replace "#warning">>You still have unallocated teams. Are you sure you want to keep going?
<<link "Yes, let's keep going">><<add "blm" _blm>><<add "lgbt" _lgbt>><<set _blm to 0>><<set _lgbt to 0>><<replace "#HRCHome">><<if $hrc > 0>>By improving our reach, we have collected <b><<print $hrc>></b> new members, bringing us to a total of <b><<set $hrctotal to $hrctotal + $hrc>><<print $hrctotal>><<set $hrc to 0>></b>.<</if>>
<<if visited("BLM") is 2 and $blm gte 15>>Having researched and worked enough on it, we were ready for a <<link "BLM campaign" "BLM">><</link>>.<<elseif visited("BLM") is 1 and $blm gte 10>>Having researched and worked enough on it, we were ready for a <<link "BLM campaign" "BLM">><</link>>.<<elseif visited("BLM") is 0 and $blm gte 5>>Having researched and worked enough on it, we were ready for a <<link "BLM campaign" "BLM">><</link>>.<<else>>We needed more research before we could create a <<dark "BLM Campaign" "Tiers of 5 in research, currently at $blm">>.<</if>>
<<if visited("LGBT") is 2 and $lgbt is 15>>Having researched and worked enough on it, we were ready for a <<link "LGBT campaign" "LGBT">><</link>>.<<elseif visited("LGBT") is 1 and $lgbt is 10>>Having researched and worked enough on it, we were ready for a <<link "LGBT campaign" "LGBT">><</link>>.<<elseif visited("LGBT") is 0 and $lgbt is 5>>Having researched and worked enough on it, we were ready for a <<link "LGBT campaign" "LGBT">><</link>>.<<else>>We needed more research before we could create a <<dark "LGBT Campaign" "Tiers of 5 in research, currently at $lgbt">>.<</if>>
<</replace>><</link>><</replace>><<else>><<add "blm" _blm>><<add "lgbt" _lgbt>><<set _blm to 0>><<set _lgbt to 0>><<replace "#HRCHome">><<if $hrc gt 0>>By improving our reach, we have collected <b><<print $hrc>></b> new members, bringing us to a total of <b><<set $hrctotal to $hrctotal + $hrc>><<print $hrctotal>><<set $hrc to 0>></b> members and <<set _teams to Math.round($hrctotal / 3)>><<print _teams>> teams.<</if>>
<<if visited("BLM") is 2 and $blm gte 30>>Having researched and worked enough on it, we were ready for a final <<link "BLM campaign" "BLM">><</link>>. (not present in this update)<<elseif visited("BLM") is 1 and $blm gte 15>>Having researched and worked enough on it, we were ready for a second <<link "BLM campaign" "BLM">><</link>>.<<elseif visited("BLM") is 0 and $blm gte 5>>Having researched and worked enough on it, we were ready for a <<link "BLM campaign" "BLM">><</link>>.<<else>>We needed more research before we could create a <<dark "BLM Campaign" "Unlocks at 5, 15, and 30, currently at $blm">>.<</if>>
<<if visited("LGBT") is 2 and $lgbt gte 30>>Having researched and worked enough on it, we were ready for a final <<link "LGBT campaign" "LGBT">><</link>>.<<elseif visited("LGBT") is 1 and $lgbt gte 15>>Having researched and worked enough on it, we were ready for a second <<link "LGBT campaign" "LGBT">><</link>>.<<elseif visited("LGBT") is 0 and $lgbt gte 5>>Having researched and worked enough on it, we were ready for a <<link "LGBT campaign" "LGBT">><</link>>.<<else>>We needed more research before we could create a <<dark "LGBT Campaign" "Unlocks at 5, 15, and 30, currently at $lgbt">>.<</if>><</replace>><</if>><</link>></center></div>
<<link "go back" "School">><</link>>
<<elseif $blm gte 30 or $lgbt gte 30>><<if $club.count("HRC SM") is 0>>
Our club's activity had been growing in these past few weeks, our numbers growing exponentially, however we had very little to show for it.
This worried me as it neither helped in my goal of //Becoming Prom Queen// nor aided in my college applications.
<<s Author>>Hey Jasmin do you have time?<</s>>
I had approached my friend to talk about the matter.
<<s Jasmin>>If this will help us solve that chaperone thing, then I'm all ears.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Still unsolved?<</s>> I asked her.
<<s Jasmin>>Yes. If we don't find ourselves a person who's willing to "guide us", we'll have to close the club soon.<</s>>
<<s Author>>So we need to talk to professors, no?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Yes. But none of them are interested in what we're doing. They're all too busy with their own classes and shit.<</s>> My friend was getting agitated. <<s Jasmin>>It's fucking infuriating, honestly.<</s>>
Her curse turned a few heads.
I ushered her to the side.
<<s Author>>What if we make the club enticing for these professors, show them all what we can do?<</s>>
She looked at me sideways.
<<s Jasmin>>What did you have in mind?<</s>>
<<s Author>>A social media campaign, posting about our accomplishments and calling for more equality.<</s>> I said, hoping she'd like the idea.
<<s Jasmin>>It would be an additional aid, but I'm not sure who'd take care of it.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I can take over that responsibility.<<if $hrcrole is "media">> After all, it is my position!<</if>><</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Okay. But don't go over the top. It's not worth it.<</s>> She said, dismissing me.
I had the choice on what to do as far as posts go. I needed to create 5 different posts throughout the week to help people know what our club was about, and hopefully gather the right kind of attention to it.
Furthermore, I could reach out to friends and get them to possibly speak for the page, should I find myself inclined to do so.
//By next session, depending on what kind of posts I create, we might grab the attention of one or more professors, and have our choice of chaperones.//
<<link "Leave" "School">><<pickup $club "HRC SM" 1>><</link>><<elseif $club.count("HRC SM") gte 1>>Great job on making it this far, the decision is for another update, but you're on the right track! The first Arc of the HRC is complete, what awaits you when different professors offer their help in shaping the club, who will you choose, and what will the impact be on the club? Where will that take you and what events will you be part of next?
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</if>>
<<else>><div id="HRCHome">
Let's get to work in managing the HRC!
Reminder that the max reach is 5, but the more members we have the more we can work on creating events for the HRC and improving our standing at school. The bigger the events, the better for my applications! (also for my odds of //Becoming Prom Queen//)
<center>Groups available :<<set _blm to 0>><<set _lgbt to 0>><<set _teams to Math.round($hrctotal / 3)>><span id="teams">_teams</span>
<div class="row"><div class="col-4 management">Reach:
<span id="stats-reach-minus">\
<<button "-">>
<<if $hrc gt 0>>
<<if $hrc eq 5>>
<<run $("#stats-reach-plus button").prop("disabled", false);>>
<</if>>
<<set $hrc--, _teams++>>
<<replace "#stats-reach">>$hrc<</replace>>
<<replace "#teams">>_teams<</replace>>
<<if $hrc eq 0>>
<<run $("#stats-reach-minus button").prop("disabled", true);>>
<</if>>
<<elseif $hrc eq 0>>
<<run $("#stats-reach-minus button").prop("disabled", true);>>
<</if>>
<</button>> \
</span>\
<span id="stats-reach">$hrc</span> \
<span id="stats-reach-plus">\
<<button "+">>
<<if $hrc lt 5 and _teams gt 0>>
<<if $hrc eq 0>>
<<run $("#stats-reach-minus button").prop("disabled", false);>>
<</if>>
<<set $hrc++, _teams-->>
<<replace "#stats-reach">>$hrc<</replace>>
<<replace "#teams">>_teams<</replace>>
<<if $hrc eq 5>>
<<run $("#stats-reach-plus button").prop("disabled", true);>>
<</if>><</if>><</button>></span></div><div class="col-4 management">BLM Campaign:
<span id="stats-blm-minus">\
<<button "-">>
<<if _blm gt 0>>
<<if _blm eq 10>>
<<run $("#stats-blm-plus button").prop("disabled", false);>>
<</if>>
<<set _blm--, _teams++>>
<<replace "#stats-blm">>_blm<</replace>>
<<replace "#teams">>_teams<</replace>>
<<if _blm eq 0>>
<<run $("#stats-blm-minus button").prop("disabled", true);>>
<</if>>
<<elseif _blm eq 0>>
<<run $("#stats-blm-minus button").prop("disabled", true);>>
<</if>>
<</button>> \
</span>\
<span id="stats-blm">_blm</span> \
<span id="stats-blm-plus">\
<<button "+">>
<<if _blm lt 10 and _teams gt 0>>
<<if _blm eq 0>>
<<run $("#stats-blm-minus button").prop("disabled", false);>>
<</if>>
<<set _blm++, _teams-->>
<<replace "#stats-blm">>_blm<</replace>>
<<replace "#teams">>_teams<</replace>>
<<if _blm eq 10>>
<<run $("#stats-blm-plus button").prop("disabled", true);>>
<</if>>
<</if>><</button>></span></div><div class="col-4">LGBT+ Campaign
<span id="stats-lgbt-minus">\
<<button "-">>
<<if _lgbt gt 0>>
<<if _lgbt eq 10>>
<<run $("#stats-lgbt-plus button").prop("disabled", false);>>
<</if>>
<<set _lgbt--, _teams++>>
<<replace "#stats-lgbt">>_lgbt<</replace>>
<<replace "#teams">>_teams<</replace>>
<<if _lgbt eq 0>>
<<run $("#stats-lgbt-minus button").prop("disabled", true);>>
<</if>>
<<elseif _lgbt eq 0>>
<<run $("#stats-lgbt-minus button").prop("disabled", true);>>
<</if>>
<</button>> \
</span>\
<span id="stats-lgbt">_lgbt</span> \
<span id="stats-lgbt-plus">\
<<button "+">>
<<if _lgbt lt 10 and _teams gt 0>>
<<if _lgbt eq 0>>
<<run $("#stats-lgbt-minus button").prop("disabled", false);>>
<</if>>
<<set _lgbt++, _teams-->>
<<replace "#stats-lgbt">>_lgbt<</replace>>
<<replace "#teams">>_teams<</replace>>
<<if _lgbt eq 10>>
<<run $("#stats-lgbt-plus button").prop("disabled", true);>>
<</if>><</if>><</button>></span></div>
</div>
<div id="warning">-- All 3 events in the BLM and the LGBT routes are available. However, as soon as you reach 3 events in either the other will be locked out. --</div>
<<link "continue">><<if _teams gt 0>><<replace "#warning">>-- You still have unallocated teams. Are you sure you want to keep going? --
<<link "Yes, let's keep going">><<add "blm" _blm>><<add "lgbt" _lgbt>><<set _blm to 0>><<set _lgbt to 0>><<replace "#HRCHome">><<if $hrc gt 0>>By improving our reach, we have collected <b><<print $hrc>></b> new members, bringing us to a total of <b><<set $hrctotal to $hrctotal + $hrc>><<print $hrctotal>><<set $hrc to 0>></b>.<</if>>
<<if visited("BLM") is 2 and $blm gte 30>>Having researched and worked enough on it, we were ready for a <<link "BLM campaign" "BLM">><</link>>.<<elseif visited("BLM") is 1 and $blm gte 15>>Having researched and worked enough on it, we were ready for a <<link "BLM campaign" "BLM">><</link>>.<<elseif visited("BLM") is 0 and $blm gte 5>>Having researched and worked enough on it, we were ready for a <<link "BLM campaign" "BLM">><</link>>.<<else>>We needed more research before we could create a <<dark "BLM Campaign" "Unlocks at 5, 15, and 30, currently at $blm">>.<</if>>
<<if visited("LGBT") is 2 and $lgbt gte 30>>Having researched and worked enough on it, we were ready for a <<link "LGBT campaign" "LGBT">><</link>>.<<elseif visited("LGBT") is 1 and $lgbt gte 15>>Having researched and worked enough on it, we were ready for a <<link "LGBT campaign" "LGBT">><</link>>.<<elseif visited("LGBT") is 0 and $lgbt is 5>>Having researched and worked enough on it, we were ready for a <<link "LGBT campaign" "LGBT">><</link>>.<<else>>We needed more research before we could create a <<dark "LGBT Campaign" "Unlocks at 5, 15, and 30, currently at $lgbt">>.<</if>>
<</replace>><</link>><</replace>><<else>><<add "blm" _blm>><<add "lgbt" _lgbt>><<set _blm to 0>><<set _lgbt to 0>><<replace "#HRCHome">><<if $hrc gt 0>>By improving our reach, we have collected <b><<print $hrc>></b> new members, bringing us to a total of <b><<set $hrctotal to $hrctotal + $hrc>><<print $hrctotal>><<set $hrc to 0>></b> members and <<set _teams to Math.round($hrctotal / 3)>><<print _teams>> teams.<<else>>Our number of members remains at <<print $hrctotal>>.<</if>>
<<if visited("BLM") is 2 and $blm gte 30>>Having researched and worked enough on it, we were ready for a final <<link "BLM campaign" "BLM">><</link>>. (not present in this update)<<elseif visited("BLM") is 1 and $blm gte 15>>Having researched and worked enough on it, we were ready for a second <<link "BLM campaign" "BLM">><</link>>.<<elseif visited("BLM") is 0 and $blm gte 5>>Having researched and worked enough on it, we were ready for a <<link "BLM campaign" "BLM">><</link>>.<<else>>We needed more research before we could create a <<dark "BLM Campaign" "Unlocks at 5, 15, and 30, currently at $blm">>.<</if>>
<<if visited("LGBT") is 2 and $lgbt gte 30 and visited("LGBT Ellis Confrontation") gte 1>>Having researched and worked enough on it, we were ready for a final <<link "LGBT campaign" "LGBT">><</link>>.<<elseif visited("LGBT") is 2 and $lgbt gte 30>>I have yet to defend <<light Ellis>>' case with the principal. Better deal with that first.<<elseif visited("LGBT") is 1 and $lgbt gte 15>>Having researched and worked enough on it, we were ready for a second <<link "LGBT campaign" "LGBT">><</link>>.<<elseif visited("LGBT") is 0 and $lgbt gte 5>>Having researched and worked enough on it, we were ready for a <<link "LGBT campaign" "LGBT">><</link>>.<<else>>We needed more research before we could create a <<dark "LGBT Campaign" "Unlocks at 5, 15, and 30, currently at $lgbt">>.<</if>>
<<if $club.has("metprincipal")>>I have been working on <<light Ellis>>' request regarding gender-neutral bathrooms for a while now. Do I have what it takes to defend their case?
<<link "Talk to the principal about it" "LGBT Ellis Confrontation">><<addmins 10>><</link>><</if>>
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<<link "go back" "School">><</link>>
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<<if visited(passage()) is 1>><<if $costumechoice is 5>>After our meeting with <<light Julio>> where we decided to dress up as Greek gladiators, <<light Leo>> and I had a mission that we needed to accomplish. Working out had to be our goal for the upcoming week or so, before our next Monday Class.<<else>><<light Leo>> had mentioned earlier how he was looking to redefine himself this new year, and I was willing to help him. The thought came to my mind that we might both benefit from working out together...<</if>>
Approaching my friend, I talked to him:
<<s Author>>So, Leo, ready to get the blood pumping and that ass shaking?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Ass shaking?<</s>>
<<s Author>>It's a figure of speech. Come on, let's go to the gym!<</s>>
<<link "continue" "Leoworkout">><</link>>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>><<add "leoworkout" 1>>
Walking into the local gym, <<light Leo>> and I parted ways to change into our workout clothes in the locker rooms before we joined each other on the gym floor.
There, we stood and looked at each other.
<<s Leo>>So... What are we supposed to do?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Honestly, I don't really know.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>What, you've researched everything on this planet and get the highest grades in class and don't know how to work out?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Well I'm in the process of learning that at home, but I don't really know what I'm supposed to do and what you are.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Why, am I supposed to do something different?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Well, yeah... I think...<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Okay this was a mistake.<</s>>
<<s Author>>No it's not. We both need it.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I'll follow your lead then, I guess..<</s>>
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/masc.png'>Have him work out differently than myself">><<add "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">>
<video src="images/events/leoevents/weak-workout.mp4" max-width="60%"/>
Knowing that <<light Leo>> is different than I am, I gave him a workout that is better suited for him, and asked him to carry weights and work his upper body more.
He struggled for a while but made it happen eventually.
<<link "go back" "Gym">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/nb.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Give him masculine variations">><<add "Leo" 1>><<replace "#choices">>
<video src="images/events/leoevents/weak-workout.mp4" max-width="60%"/>
While <<light Leo>> needed to work out and improve his physical ability, I couldn't distract myself too long in giving him a personalized workout drill, and instead gave him more masculine variations of the same things I was doing. The outcome was somewhat satisfying, although I couldn't really get a workout of my own in.
<<link "go back" "Gym">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'><img src='images/icons/athletics.png'>Work his glutes like me.">><<add "athletics" 1>><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">>
<img src="images/events/leoevents/lazyboi-workout.jpg" max-width="60%" position="center">
I couldn't bother myself to give him his own workout, and instead went for my own and had him follow and do the same.
Something inside me further pushed me not to allow him heavier weights in the workouts we were doing, and instead required him to do exactly the same as me.
It was nice seeing him join me in our workouts and doing the same things I was.
<<link "go back" "Gym">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif $leoworkout is 2 and $costumechoice is 5>><<add "leoworkout" 1>><<add "athletics" 1>>This was our final workout before our classes monday, and we were both nervous of not having done enough ahead of the class. <<if $alphabeta lt 0>>
<video src="images/events/leoevents/fem-workout.mp4" max-width="60%"/>
While <<light Leo>> was not the most masculine person out there, our workouts were paying off well. I was proud of the progress he had done during that week but was sure he'd not stand a chance in the face of more masculine men.<<else>>
<video src="images/events/leoevents/masc-workout.mp4" max-width="60%"/><<light Leo>> had made a lot of progress in these past few weeks, really pushing his limits and giving himself a truly improved physique.<</if>>
As for me...
<img src='images/workout/gym.jpg' max-width='60%'>
<<if $athletics gte 10>>I was confident that I had improved my physique enought this past week for the costume chocie we had made. I was looking forward to class to show off my physique.<<else>>I knew I was lacking, and cursed myself for not quite getting myself to where I needed to be. Even though <<light Leo>> was ready, I was not, and I was about to cost us the costume option.<</if>>
Happy with this last workout ahead of classes, <<light Leo>> and I finished our workout for the day.
<<link "Finish" "Gym">><</link>>
<<elseif $leoworkout gte 14>>(Leo informs the MC that they will no longer be able to make it to Wednesday workouts because of a theater play for school. He might still be able to make it on Sundays...)
<<else>><<add "leoworkout" 1>><<light Leo>> meets me at the gym, and both wearing our clothes decide to workout. Looking at me for guidance, I lead him across his drills.
<div id='workout'><center><<if visited("LW Into Him") gte 2 and visited("LW Lockers") is 0>><<dark "No one's looking at him" "Raise or lower his masculinity beyond 10">><<elseif visited("LW Into Him") lt 3>><<link "Someone's looking at him" "LW Into Him">><</link>><<else>><<dark "Someone's looking at him" "Already seen these scenes">><</if>> | <<if visited("LW Into Me") is 2 and $athletics lt 20>><<dark "No one's looking at me" "Raise athletics above 20">><<elseif visited("LW Into Me") is 2 and $outfit.has("gym pink shorts")>><<link "The voyeur looks at me again" "LW Into Me">><</link>><<elseif visited("LW Into Me") is 2>><<dark "No one's looking at me" "I may need to find something better to wear at Pablo Rabonne.">><<elseif visited("LW Into Me") lt 3>><<link "Someone's looking at me!" "LW Into Me">><</link>><<else>><<dark "Someone's looking at me!" "Already seen these scenes">><</if>> | <<if visited("LW Gluting") is 2 and $leoevent lt 2>><<dark "He does not need attention" "I need to improve the friendship">><<elseif visited("LW Gluting") lt 3>><<link "He needs attention" "LW Gluting">><</link>><<elseif $alphabeta lte -20 and visited("LW Gluting") is 3>><<link "He needs attention" "LW Gluting">><</link>><<elseif $alphabeta gte 20 and visited("LW Gluting") is 3>><<link "He needs attention" "LW Gluting">><</link>><<elseif $alphabeta gt -20 and $alphabeta lt 20>><<dark "He does not need attention" "Not feminine or masculine enough.">><<else>><<dark "He needs attention" "Already seen these scenes">><</if>> | <<if visited("LW Lockers") is 1>><<dark "The locker room mishap" "Already seen this scene">><<elseif $alphabeta gte 10 or $alphabeta lte -10>><<link "The locker room mishap" "LW Lockers">><</link>><<else>><<dark "Locked Scene" "Raise or lower his masculinity beyond 10">><</if>>
<<link "Just another Workout Session">><<replace "#workout">><center><h2>Session <<print $leoworkout>>: Random Stuff</h2></center>
<<switch random(1, 4)>>
<<case 1>><<add "athletics" 1>><<light Leo>> and I work out together and challenge ourselves to offer a great workout. We're both happy with the outcome, having physically improved.
<<link "Finish" "Gym">><</link>>
<<case 2>>Today's workout didn't quite go as planned as I spent most of it spotting <<light Leo>> as he challenged himself to go further than he has before. I wasn't able to improve myself, but maintained my level.
<<link "Finish" "Gym">><</link>>
<<case 3>>At a loss for what to do, <<light Leo>> asked me what he should work on for this session.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/masc.png'>Biceps and Back">><<add "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Wanting to see him improve physically, I suggested he work on his upper body to give himself a more masculine form.
<<link "Finish" "Gym">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/nb.png'>Core Workout">><<replace "#choices">>Convinced that nothing beats a conditioning workout, I suggested he concentrate on his core for today.
<<link "Finish" "Gym">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Glutes">><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Wanting to see him improve his impressive attributes, I suggested he work like me on his glutes. This had the additional help of giving us more time to spend together.
<<link "Finish" "Gym">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<default>>Our time at the gym might not have been as productive as I would've liked it to be, but at least I got to spend some fun times with my friend, improving our friendship.<<add "Leo" 1>>
<<link "Finish" "Gym">><</link>><</switch>><</replace>><</link>></center></div><</if>><img src="images/clubs/lw.jpg" width="100%"><center><h2>Session <<print $leoworkout>>: Glutes up!</h2></center>
<<if visited(passage()) is 1>><<light Leo>> and I were getting into the groove of working out, still discovering the gym and what kind of stuff we're supposed to do.
Today, I noticed him standing in front of the mirror, admiring his physique, and smiling to himself. I approached.
<<s Author>>Someone's into himself...<</s>> I quipped, and he looked at me in the mirror.
<<s Leo>>I'm just really hapy to see some improvement, you know...<</s>> He smiled as he flexed his arm, showing off a growing triceps.
<<s Author>>Sure, if you say so. But looking good and actually showing it are two very different things.<</s>> I gave him a friendly slap on the bum before moving away.
He followed.
<<s Leo>>What do you mean? I've been improving on how much I carry as well.<</s>> He announced, eager to prove himself.
<<s Author>>That's great and all, but is it really enough? Better than nothing is still relatively nothing.<</s>> I smiled, wanting to show that I was still taking it as a joke. He was more serious than that.
<<s Leo>>It's not nothing, it's something. Heck I bet I could beat you in anything. I challenge you even to it!<</s>> He was persistent.
I raised my eyebrow at that last statement.
<<s Author>>Anything? You could beat me at anything?<</s>> I asked, interrested to where things were going.
<<light Leo>> took a breather before he spoke:
<<s Leo>>Yes. I think I can.<</s>>
Thinking and doing were two very different things. I spoke:
<<s Author>>Let me think then on what the challenge might be.<</s>>
Multiple options presented themselves to me. While my upper body was not the strongest out there, I figured choosing it and losing to him would be a boost to his character. On the other hand, my stronger asset was my quads, and I knew I could squat a decent weight without issue. A third option that I think <<light Leo>> might be lacking in was his stamina, and challenging him to that might make me victorious.
<div id="choices">//What to choose?//
<<link "<img src='images/icons/masc.png'>Chest pumps">><<add "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">>What's a challenge if it's not something that we both will find difficult?
<<s Author>>I challenge you to a chest pump challenge. The person who can successfully carry the bigger weight is the winner, and the better athlete.<</s>> I announced to a smiling <<light Leo>>.
His confidence received a boost at listening to the challenge I chose, ad he was quick to make use of this advantage as he racked the weight on the machine. I worried I might've taken the wrong decision.
Starting with just to bar, I struggled almost to get it up, doing one rep and placing it back in position.
He did quick work on the task before racking the first set of weights.
This second level was way harder for me, as I grunted and struggled to put the bar back up. I had quickly reached my limit. <<light Leo>> was absolutely beaming by now, extremely happy with the circumstances.
Getting into position, he was quick to do his set, before calling to me:
<<s Leo>>Add another 10 on each side.<</s>> Came his request, as he looked to give this a final push.
I got to work for him, handling the weights to put them into position.
To say he didn't struggle with that final push would be a lie. He was after all human and had just started his workout journey. He still made it happen, and I cursed his male genes for giving him this unfair advantage in our challenge. I definitely should've chosen something else.
But then, I wouldn't see the beaming, happy face that I did now, as <<light Leo>> gladly took things in stride, flexing his biceps to show them off.
I couldn't help but smile at his showmanship, happy to have given him this confidence boost.
<<link "Leave" "Gym">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/nb.png'>Stamina">><<add "Leo" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Banking on his current inexperience, I decided to challenge him to a stamina matchup, wanting to see how far he could go.
<<s Author>>The person that can run the longest on the treadmill is the victor.<</s>> I announced as I headed to the machines, wanting to leave him in the dust. He was quick to catch up.
<<s Leo>>Treadmill? Think I can't outrun you?<</s>>
<<s Author>>It's not outrunning.<</s>> I clarified. <<s Author>>It's about who can last the longer running the same pace. It's a stamina challenge.<</s>>
He gulped at the statement, his confidence wavering for a moment.
<<s Author>>Let's go.<</s>>
We both got in position, and slowly raised the speed until we found one we were both comfortable with.
<<s Leo>>You won't last long, I know it.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Watch your step, you might trip over yourself!<</s>> I announced, smiling at him.
He smiled back.
The next 5 minutes passed normally, but I could feel us both starting to lose patience.
<<s Author>>This is boring. Let's take it up a notch.<</s>> I announced, raising the speed.
<<s Leo>>Yeah.<</s>> He agreed, matching my speed.
Our quicker pace meant we were now running softly instead of jogging. I watched my breath as I concentrated on the task at hand.
<<s Leo>>It's okay to give up you know. There's no shame in it.<</s>> Came his teasing voice, distracting me from mmy concentrated state.
<<s Author>>You talk too much. You'll run out of air.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Faster.<</s>> He announced, raising the speed yet again.
I had to keep up.
We were now truly running alongside each other, both almost panting in our pursuit of victory.
<<s Author>>Feeling - pant - tired - pant - yet?<</s>> I asked, giving a furtive glance in his direction.
<<s Leo>>Not - pant - one - pant - bit!<</s>> Came his sporadic answer, him getting just as tired as I was.
I took a deep breath.
<<s Author>>Faster.<</s>> I announced, pushing myself to the limit.
He did the same, and we were both suddenly two crazy runners attacking machines with their heavy steps trying to get the other to tap out.
Panting and running, we were neck-in-neck in our pursuit. <<light Yara>>, if she saw us like that, would probably be proud.
I was struggling to keep up, and turning to look at him, saw that he was in the same case as I was.
<<s Author>>Enough?<</s>> I asked, offering a truce.
<<s Leo>>Enough.<</s>> He announced, accepting it.
We immediately turned off the machines, allowing it to shut down and lower the speedd drastically, before falling to the ground behind it alongside each other, trying to catch out breath. All one could hear was panting for the next minute or so as he tried to get our lungs to function normally again.
After a while, I turned to look at him and he did the same, looking back at me.
And I laughed, joined by his own laughs.
Two crazy challengers on the ground enjoying their time.
<<link "Leave" "Gym">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'>Squats">><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I had an advantage in one area, and I looked forward to using it to my benefit.
<<s Author>>I challenge you to a squat challenge then.<</s>>
He was stunned at the reveal, cursing his luck and reckless call-out.
<<s Leo>>Squats?<</s>> His worry was obvious as he looked at me.
<<s Author>>What is there an ssue with that? Too weak for it?<</s>> I teased, pushing just the right buttons.
<<s Leo>>No. Not at all.<</s>> He gulped. <<s Leo>>You're on.<</s>>
We both headed to the barbell where we could have our challenge, and I was quick to load a decent starting weight.
I got in position and made quick work of the acceptable initial weight.
Following after me, <<light Leo>> also did his own rep, surprising himself at how easily he managed to make it happen.
I was unbothered, we were only beginning.
I racked additional weight to the barbell and did another rep, this one a more challenging undertaking but still manageable by all accounts.
And manage he did as well, pushing through the challenge and doing a rep of his own.
I could feel the heat of the challenge get to me.
I placed the weight of my personal best. I needed to get him to tap out soon or I wouldn't have what it takes to keep going.
I got in position, took the right stature, and got to work. Going down was easy. Going up however, was where the squats happened.
I pushed an pushed with all my might, and stirred forward by the challenge, managed to get my rep in. I smiled to myself for the accomplishment.
There was no way he'd be able to manage that weight.
Yet it seemed like my will was not heard, as he took his place beneath the barbell and went down with it... Then with a bit of a fight went back up, still looking relatively comfortable and confident.
<<s Author>>How did you...?<</s>> I was speechless.
He kept adding a bit more weight.
<<s Leo>>I'm used to carrying stuff for our family picnics. And I am taught to carry with my legs, not my back.<</s>>
He spoke non-chalantly, before moving into position one last time with the additional weight.
This one was difficult for him, but he eventually managed to get his rep in, pushing through the effort and raising the weights.
<<s Leo>>Feel like trying?<</s>> He asked while looking at me, smiling.
<<s Author>>It's unfair! You're a dude you don't need all that muscles in your ass and legs!<</s>> I commented, flustered at the recent development.
He laughed at me, happy with his victory in the challenge.
Later in the workout however, he seemed thoughtful at the last thing I said.
I myself was still frustrated to have lost the challenge.
//He did have a feminine butt that can carry weight, he should be reconsidering shit!//
<<link "Leave" "Gym">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
</div><<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>>For today, we had decided we'd be taking the adventure outside, to the open air, and have ourselves a nice run around the block.
Jogging alongside one another, <<light Leo>> and I were enjoying the scenery as we kept pace, travelling through roads and alleys on our beautiful treck.
We were working out a decent sweat, happy to be active and pushing our limits.
At one point in our excursion, we found ourselves at an interesting location, where two routes presented themselves to us.
We could either take the long steps that lead back up to the main street where the gym was, a demanding workout that is sure to leave us tired. Or we could choose to take the scenic route, which would prolong our workout by about half an hour and wouldn't be as challenging.
<<s Leo>>I wouldn't mind a bit of a challenge.<</s>> My friend made his opinion known, but ultimately, allowed me to take the final decision.
<div id="choices"><<link "Take the scenic route">><<replace "#choices">>I didn't feel like putting my body on the line for simple stairs, and would have liked taking a more scenic route.
<<s Author>>We have time, let's have the long turn instead.<</s>> I announced, before heading in that direction.
The next hour or so was spent with this fun trip across the town, a long yet rewarding jog that helped us feel stronger and readier for challenges.
//What a nice, simple workout and beautiful day!//
<<link "Leave" "Gym">><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'>Take the stairs">><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">>We were here to challenge ourselves, and push our limits.
<<s Author>>We need to take the stairs, Leo. That's what we came here for. To workout!<</s>> I reminded him, eager to take on the challenge.
And up we went, step after energetic step slowly but surely turning more challenging as we continued our way up.
<<s Leo>>Wow that's a lot.<</s>>
<<s Author>>We need to keep pushing. No break. No rest for the wicked!<</s>> I announced, trying to instill inspiration in my friend.
<<s Leo>>Ouf ouf... My ass...<</s>>
I could feel my ass tightening as it flexed and relaxed to get me up the challenging steps.
<<s Author>>Me too. That's how you kow it's working!<</s>> I encouraged him further, limits pushed as we kept at it.
We eventually reached the top, conquering that evil enemy called stairs.
I looked at him, smiling, and he looked back at me.
<<s Leo>>My ass is killing me.<</s>>
<<s Author>>So is mine. But you'll thank me tomorrow when you see how good you look.<</s>>
//That was an awesome workout!//
<<link "Leave" "Gym">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
</div><<elseif visited(passage()) is 3>>Working out with <<light Leo>> today, my mind wanders as I remember our latest encounter at school, where he stood up for someone in the face of bullies.
It had taken a great impact on my friend, who seemed to be heartless in his workout today.
<<s Author>>Hey Leo, how's it going?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Hey <<print $name>>. I was thinking of maybe going for biceps and chest for today. Try and beat my personal record.<</s>> He announced, setting himself up on one of the machines.
<<s Author>>No no, I'm asking how you are doing. You seem a bit out of it.<</s>> I clarified, moving closer and placing my hand on his shoulder.
He kept it there, as he looked thoughtful.
<<s Leo>>Well I need to improve physically I guess. That way I won't get hurt again.<</s>>
The memory of the encounter was still fresh in his mind. I had to approach this delicately...
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/masc.png'>The more intimidating you are, the less they'll mess with you.">><<add "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I gave him a soft understanding smile, before speaking myself.
<<s Author>>I understand where you're coming from. If you look intimidating, that should be enough to divert any attention elsewhere.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I never thought of it like that. I always assumed I'd have to show them not to mess...<</s>>
<<s Author>>That's the beauty of it. If someone looks like they could beat you up, they probably could. And that often dissuades people from doing anything.<</s>>
<<light Leo>> smiled at the revelation.
<<s Leo>>Time to get tough then!<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yes please. We don't want you running around beating on people!<</s>> I gave him a soft smile, which he returned.
<<link "Leave" "Gym">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'>The stronger you are, the more you can handle their beating.">><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I took in his case, and understood where he was coming from. I decided to give my own two cents on the subject.
<<s Author>>I understand. You need to get strong in order to better handle these situations. Not get hurt by their attacks.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I was thinking more like be able to fight back...<</s>>
I couldn't see my friend go down that road.
<<s Author>>That's not who you are Leo. You're not a bad person who hurts people, no matter who they are.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Who am I then, how can I deal with that?<</s>>
He was obviously struggling to find himself in such a situation, and how he's supposed to deal with it.
<<s Author>>You're Leo. A pacifist and kind-hearted person, who's goal is to spread kindness. Especially when the going gets tough. People like you know how to roll with the punches, and come out stronger on the other side.<</s>>
I admired my friend. I really did. And I wanted him to know that I saw that beauty in him. A beauty that people are not used to seeing and that often goes unnoticed.
<<s Leo>>Really?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yes really. That's the beauty of your character. You take life as it is and flow through it. You don't change the story, but rather truly follow the path you were meant to take!<</s>>
I could see his smile slowly start to reappear on his lovely face.
<<s Author>>That's your story, that's your truth. Live it!<</s>> I smiled back at him, happy to see my butterfly back.
<<link "Leave" "Gym">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
</div><<elseif visited(passage()) is 4>><<if $alphabeta lte -20>>Our workout took us once more in front of the gym mirror, as I took my seat on the machine, trying to work my shoulders as <<light Leo>> cheered me on, waiting for his turn.
My eyes drifted on the mirror to his physique, taking in the improved body of my friend. These workouts have really been having their effect on him, and it showed most in his well-defined backside.
In simpler terms, his ass was popping, the long weeks of workout finally showing their effect on him.
I admired it.
<<s Leo>>Hey is everything okay?<</s>>
His voice took me out of my dreamery, as I was yet to bring the weights up, distracted by my recent realization.
<<s Author>>Leo your ass...<</s>>
<<s Leo>>What about it? Is there something on it?<</s>> He asked, trying to catch a glimpse in the mirror himself.
<<s Author>>It's impressive. You've really been working out!<</s>> I offered the information and observed his reaction.
He blushed for a bit, speaking:
<<s Leo>>Yeah I've noticed. These workouts really have taken their toll on my body.<</s>>
<<s Author>>You look amazing, Leo! I'd be jealous if I didn't improve myself!<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Oh thanks. I guess I really like it, it gives me a unique figure... And I can feel how much more stable I am.<</s>> He shared, happy with the development.
I was just as happy as he was.
<<s Author>>You're really growing into a better version of you, I'm so proud of you Leo.<</s>>
I really was proud. She should have pride too!
//I mean he, right?//
<<link "Leave" "Gym">><</link>>
<<elseif $alphabeta gte 20>>Our workout took us once more in front of the gym mirror, as I took my seat on the machine, trying to work my shoulders as <<light Leo>> cheered me on, waiting for his turn.
My eyes drifted on the mirror to his physique, taking in the improved body of my friend. These workouts have really been having their effect on him, and it showed most in his well-defined upper body.
In simpler terms, his muscles were popping, the long weeks of workout finally showing their effect on him.
I admired him.
<<s Leo>>Hey is everything okay?<</s>>
His voice took me out of my dreamery, as I was yet to bring the weights up, distracted by my recent realization.
<<s Author>>Leo your body...<</s>>
<<s Leo>>What about it? Is there something wrong?<</s>> He asked, trying to catch a glimpse in the mirror himself.
<<s Author>>It's impressive. You've really been working out!<</s>> I offered the information and observed his reaction.
He blushed for a bit, speaking:
<<s Leo>>Yeah I've noticed. These workouts really have taken their toll on my body.<</s>>
<<s Author>>You look amazing, Leo! I'd be jealous if I didn't improve myself!<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Oh thanks. I guess I really like it, I can feel how much more confident I am.<</s>> He shared, happy with the development.
I was just as happy as he was.
<<s Author>>You're really growing into a better version of you, I'm so proud of you Leo.<</s>>
I really was proud. He should have pride too!
<<link "Leave" "Gym">><</link>>
<</if>>
<</if>><img src="images/clubs/lw.jpg" width="100%"><center><h2>Session <<print $leoworkout>>: Wandering Eyes</h2></center>
<<if visited(passage()) is 1>><<light Leo>> and I were knee deep in our workout. Literally, we were working on our balance on our knees on these balance balls, trying our best not to fall.
Kneeling on them side by side in front of the mirror, we both struggled to keep up with the workout, staring at each other and willing the other person to fall first.
It was all light and fun.
My eyes drifted from my friend to behind us, and I noticed a stranger checking us out.
I was startled, because I didn't know who exactly he was looking at.
<<light Leo>> fell to the side, having lost his balance, and bumped into my ball, bringing me down with him.
<<s Author>>Hey unfair!<</s>> I shouted out, laughing.
<<s Leo>>It's a tie!<</s>> He announced, teasing me at the development.
As we gathered ourselves and stood back up, I looked behind me to see that the stranger has diverted his eyes and moved to a different station.
//Interesting...//
<<link "Leave" "Gym">><</link>>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>>Today's workout was a simple, fun one, where we worked on our core and back muscles.
<<light Leo>> has been improving a lot recently, and it was always great to see this development in my friend. I was happy for him.
As we had our final stretch for the day, I decided to end it a bit early, separating from my friend and heading towards the lockers.
The peeping tom from last time caught my eye as I had started walking away.
I needed to know who he was gawking at, and so took a detour to hide and look at him.
My suspicion was confirmed when I saw him move towards where <<light Leo>> was stretching and approach him.
I couldn't quite hear what the conversation was about, but soon the guy got closer and placed his hand on <<light Leo>>'s back, helping him in his stretching by pushing him forward.
//So it was him he was looking at!//
I wondered where this budding gym romance would take them as I made my way to the locker room to take my shower and change.
<<link "Leave" "Gym">><</link>>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 3>>I still remember the last time <<light Leo>> was stuck in the locker room with no underwear to put on. It was an interesting predicament.
The outcome of it, the way that naughty guy kept looking at him... And the way he's been looking at him ever since...
I knew that something would come out of it eventually, I just had no idea when that would be.
Today turned out to be that day, as yet again I finished my workout a bit earlier than expected and headed off to the lockers to wash and change.
And I did that, ready to move ad leave the place, when I was met with an intriguing image through the slightly ajar male locker room door:
<<light Leo>> and the stranger were both standing in the locker room, each on a side, as the guy kept looking at my friend.
He decided to engage:
<<s stranger>>That was an intriguing predicament last time...<</s>> He commented, approaching my friend.
<<s Leo>>What do you mean?<</s>> My naive friend hadn't noticed the glsare, overwhelmed with the emotions of the situation when it happened.
<<s stranger>>I mean that naughty little underwear game you were playing.<</s>>
<<light Leo>>'s face turned a new shade of red as he came to the realization of what it meant.
<<s Leo>>Oh it's... A misunderstanding.<</s>>
<<s stranger>>Don't worry. I understand what it is perfectly. We all have secrets.<</s>> The stranger smiled, gritting his teeth at my vulnerable friend.
This could quickly get out of control...
<div id='choices'><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Interject">><<add "Leo" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I chose to come to my friend's aid, interjecting in the naughty scene I was an observant of.
<<s Author>>Hey Leo, are you still for long?<</s>> I asked feigning ignorance to what was happening.
<<s Leo>>Not at all, I'll be right out.<</s>> He gave a sigh of relief as he rushed to gather his stuff, looking to go out.
As he made it out of the room, the man glared at me, clearly displeased with my intervention.
<<link "Leave" "Gym">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>See where this goes">><<add "open" 1>><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I needed to see where this would go, and remained silent as I saw the guy approach my friend even more.
<<s stranger>>My secret is that I don't wear any.<</s>> He grabbed my friend's hand, and firmly placed it on his own crotch.
<<light Leo>>'s eyes opened in surprised reaction, his hand immediately gripping what looked to be a python in the other person's pants. The dominant man smiled down on the deer caught in his headlights.
<<s stranger>>Like what you're feeling?<</s>>
<<light Leo>> remained silent, unable to truly form words to answer the naughty question he had just received, his hand still gripping the sizeable member.
<<s stranger>>Give it a stroke, discover it.<</s>> He guided his hand, allowing it to drift up and down in exporation as the member grew in its restraints.
The baggy shorts he wore rose as the cock grew in size and shape. <<light Leo>> gulped hard.
The man looked at my friend, and his hand drifted behind him, grabbing a hold of his ass with a spank.
<<light Leo>> shuddered in reaction.
<<s stranger>>I've been loving watching you work out. You've been growing into quite the specimen.<</s>>
The leering predatory grin still plastered on his face, the man's eyes drifted to <<light Leo>>'s soft lips.
<<s stranger>>I wonder what you taste like.<</s>>
This last comment shook my friend out of his stupor, as he jolted his hand away from the shaft it held.
Rushing to grab his stuff, it seemes like the flight response kicked in for him as he looked to leave.
I decided to silently retreat, not willing to explain my voyeurism to him.
<<link "Leave" "Gym">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<</if>><img src="images/clubs/lw.jpg" width="100%"><center><h2>Session <<print $leoworkout>>: All Eyes on Me!</h2></center>
<<if visited(passage()) is 1>>The gym is a great place to meet people, workout together, and...
Look at yourself in the mirror while flexing and enjoying how you look.
And that's what I found myself doing alongside <<light Leo>> today, enjoying my curves and the effects of the workouts we've been having.
<<s Leo>>Someone's into themselves. Watch out people! There's a new hottie in town!<</s>>
<<s Author>>Oh stop it. There's no use being jealous Leo.<</s>> I joke at him, still admiring my hard work.
My eyes drift for a moment, and I notice a guy check me out, his eyes drifting across my ass as he took in my improved curves.
His eyes drifted back up, to look back at me.
His beard opens with a white smile as he shuckles to himself, unbothered to have been discovered looking at me.
What an odd character!
<<link "Leave" "Gym">><</link>>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>>Today's workout is an intensive one, where both <<light Leo>> and I have lost ourselves in the routine and are giving it our all to accomplish our fitness goals.
This all came shattering when I saw the naughty voyeur of last time, the guy who was openly gawking at my ass.
The memory of his eyes on me sent a shudder down my spine as I looked back on that brief interaction.
As I look to him to see if he's staring at me again, I notice his eyes have taken hold of something else, something seemingly more interesting to him.
Another girl, obviously a regular here by the looks of that physique and toned muscles, is shaking her ass in some tight yoga pants that leave little to the imagination. And the handsome voyeur is taking it all in, completely forgetting of his past muse, me.
<div id='choices'>//How does that make me feel?//
<<link "<img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/athletics.png'>Why am I jealous?">><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "athletics" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Not quite understanding why I felt so sad about his wandering eyes, I furrowed my brows at my odd reaction.
//If he's looking at someone else, then good riddance!//
Despite my thoughts, I found myself really giving it my all in this workout, trying to push my limits to improve physically.
<<s Leo>>Someone's really pushing herself!<</s>>
My friend's comment shook me from my intense mental state as I kept the effort high.
//Maybe I need to work on myself and dress better to catch his wandering eye?//
//No why would I want that?//
<<link "Leave" "Gym">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'>I don't care.">><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Not really caring about a stranger with no personal boundaries, I shift my focus to <<light Leo>>, helping him with a particularly challenging set.
If he doesn't want to look at me, that's his loss.
And my relief.
<<link "Leave" "Gym">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
</div><<elseif visited(passage()) is 3>>The naughty outfit on and my eagerness to impress through the roof, I used today's workout with <<light Leo>> as a way to put my body on display, eager for the unwanted attention from the gym's voyeur.
The bearded individual's eyes are quick to drift to my shapely figure as soon as he feels my eye move from him, and I can't help but smile internally at the development.
A few weeks ago, I hated his naughty stares and wanted nothing to do with them... Look at me now, dressing up in these revealing outfits just for the chance to stir something in a complete stranger...
//What a shift in character!//
<<light Leo>>, as ever, is unaware of my personal aspirations on the gym floor.
<<link "Leave" "Gym">><</link>>
<</if>><img src="images/clubs/lw.jpg" width="100%"><center><h2>Session <<print $leoworkout>>: Locker Room Mishap</h2></center>
<div id='continue'>Reaching the gym on that particularly rainy day, I notice <<light Leo>> drenched in water, his gym bag in hand and looking overall miserable.
<<s Author>>What a lovely weather we're having today!<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Ha Ha.<</s>> He fake laughed. <<s Leo>>I've got a change of clothes in my bag, sorry I'm late.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Hey don't mention it. I'll be waiting for you right outside.<</s>>
As promised, I took my place outside of my friend's locker room waiting for him to finish his change of clothing to start our workout. He came out around a couple of minutes later.
<<s Leo>>Not an emergency, but scary news nonetheless.<</s>>
<<s Author>>What is it?<</s>>
He was still in his wet clothing, somehow worried.
<<s Leo>>I don't have my underwear.<</s>>
<<s Author>>And?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>And the shorts are my father's.They are a bit... Loose.<</s>>
His worry was evident, yet the solution was obvious to me.
<div id='choices'><<if $alphabeta gte 10>><<link "Convince him to go commando">><<add "alphabeta" 2>><<add "Leo" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>There's only one solution, really.<</s>>
<<light Leo>> looked at me expectantly.
<<s Author>>Free the ballsies.<</s>> I announced, continuing: <<s Author>>Just go commando, there's not a lot of people around either way.<</s>>
He looked thoughtful at my advice, looking around at the relatively empty gym.
<<s Leo>>That might be a good idea.<</s>> He acquiessed, moving back inside of the locker room to change.
Moments later, he was out and ready to face the storm, balls flowing in his wide shorts.
<<link "Continue">><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#continue">>Now ready to face the workout, <<light Leo>> still tried not to move as much as he usually did, and I could see him constantly try to adjust himself in his baggy shrots every time he sat or stood.
Eventually, his attention to his odd predicament faded as he got more and more involved in the workout he was having.
At one particular moment in his exercise, he had taken a seat on one of the benches, lying down on his back and lifting a barbell above him. I spotted him.
The naughty oberver who kept his eye on my friend caught a glimpse of his shorts, and the lack of underwear underneath. I looked at him smile at the realization, my friend unaware of the gawking he is a subject of.
<<s Author>>Come on. You can do it! One more set.<</s>>
I was an active participant in his exhibitionism now, as I saw how he widened his legs with the struggle to keep alive, offering a clearer view of his unobstructed genitals.
I smiled to myself at the naughty event, eager to see where our gym adventures would take us next.
<<link "Leave" "Gym">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Let him go commando" "Not masculine enough">><</if>>
<<if $alphabeta lte -10>><<link "Give him a pair of panties">><<less "alphabeta" 2>><<add "Leo" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>There's only one solution, really.<</s>>
<<light Leo>> looked at me expectantly.
<<s Author>>Wait here.<</s>>
I went to my own locker room and explored my bag for a pair of underwear for him to wear, already imagining what <<light Leo>> would look like in them.
I picked up the pair of underwear I didn't have on, and looked at the <<if $panties.has("pink cotton panties")>>black cotton panties I had in my bag.<<drop $wardrobe "black cotton panties" 1>>
<center><img src='images/clothes/black cotton panties.jpg' width='100px' height='100px'></center>
<<else>>pink cotton panties I had in my bag.<<drop $wardrobe "pink cotton panties" 1>>
<center><img src='images/clothes/pink cotton panties.jpg' width='100px' height='100px'></center><</if>>
My friend had greater use for them, and I knew I'd always be able to buy another pair from Lisa Espana.
I headed back towards my friend, panties bunched in the palm of my hand.
<<s Author>>Here you go<</s>> I announced, handing him the cloth, <<s Author>>And before you argue, there's nothing to it. There's not a lot of people around either way.<</s>>
He looked at the naughty garment, before quickly hiding it, looking around at the relatively empty gym.
<<s Leo>>Woah seriously? What if someone saw?<</s>> He was understandibly worried.
<<s Author>>You could always go commando, but know I have your back.<</s>>
<<if $wardrobe.count("pink cotton panties") is 0>><<s Leo>>Did they have to be pink?<</s>>
<<s Author>>It was the only other pair I have. Beggers can't be choosers.<</s>> I was stern in my tone.<br><</if>><<s Author>>So, are we going to stand around here all day or will you be putting these on so we can actually workout today?<</s>>
<<light Leo>> looked at the gym one final time, before taking his decision.
<<s Leo>>Fine, I'll do it.<</s>>
I smiled internally at his acceptance.
//He's going to look so cute in this.//
<<link "Continue">><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#continue">>Walking out of the locker roo with crimson red cheeks, there was no denying that my friend had went with my offer and worn my panties, his posture slightly different as his ass pushed back just a bit more than usual.
<<s Author>>How does it feel?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Snug.<</s>> He replied sweetly.
<<s Author>>Not too tight?<</s>> I smiled at him.
<<s Leo>>Not really.<</s>>
Must be small if it doesn't feel tight... What a cute little penis for a cute little boy.
<<s Author>>Let's not lose time. I've got you.<</s>>
Now ready to face the workout, <<light Leo>> still tried not to move as much as he usually did, and I could see him constantly try to adjust himself in his baggy shorts and tight panties every time he sat or stood. Aware of his naughty secret, I could clearly see the outline of his new underwear through his pants, and smiled at the realization.
<<s Leo>>Is everything okay?<</s>>
I was quick to cover for the discovery I made.
<<s Author>>Amazing. I admire your courage!<</s>> I replied with a smile.
<<light Leo>> betrayed his inner sentiments with a cute smile as he went on to the next workout.
<<picmid "events/leoevents/panties.jpg" "Leo's new panties">>
Eventually, his attention to his odd predicament faded as he got more and more involved in the workout he was having. I could catch glimpses of the panties he now wore under his bagy shorts, and I imagined how it felt for him to be stuck in such a predicament, so clearly vulnerable in public.
At one particular moment in his exercise, he had taken a seat on one of the benches of a maching, facing the window as his hands reached up to grasp the bar above him to pull down. As I spotted him from the back, I noticed the panties get revealed every time his hands went up with the weights, before getting hidden from sight every time he got them back down. I was the only observer of this fact, and yet I felt the naughty thrill down my spine calling to do something about this.
The naughty oberver who kept his eye on my friend a couple of times before was right behind me, and I made my choice.
Moving aside, I allowed him to catch a glimpse of my friend in his compromising position, as his panties clearly got into sight and back away. I looked at the stranger smile shockingly at the realization, my friend unaware of the gawking he is a subject of.
<<s Author>>Come on. You can do it! One more set.<</s>>
I was an active participant in his exhibitionism now, as I saw how he pulled his hands further up with the struggle to keep the weights in check, offering a clearer view of his naughty underwear secret.
I smiled to myself at the naughty event, eager to see where our gym adventures would take us next.
As we headed out of the gym and <<light Leo>> offered to give me back the panties, cleaned, I chose to ignore his offer and asked him to keep them for himself.
He reluctantly accepted.
<<link "Leave" "Gym">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Give him a pair of panties" "Not feminine enough">><</if>></div></div><<pichead "clubs/track.jpg" "Track Meet">><<addhours 1>>
<<if visited(passage()) is 1>><<light Yara>> was excited to have me join her track meets. Even if I wasn't going to be part of the team, she was still eager to have me join them, an opportunity to keep in the periphery of the cheerleaders.
All part of the plan, right?
<<s Yara>>Are you ready to sweat and cry?<</s>> She asked excitedly, as if it was a good thing.
I wasn't.
<<s Author>>Yay!<</s>>I said sarcastically, not quite eager for the pain that awaited.
<<s Yara>>Well first we stretch while waiting for coach.<</s>> She announced, moving to the grass and starting her stretching routine. I joined her, trying my best to copy her movements.
She smiled as she went through the motions, and I tried joining her in them. It was difficult.
<<s Yara>>Come on, you've got this. Flexible legs means a bigger range of motion.<</s>> My friend was supportive, but it was obvious that I lacked a bit compared to the other athletes there.
That didn't faze my friend.
<<s professor>>Let's go, girls. Laps.<</s>>
Blowing the whistle, I barely caught a glance of the coach before we started moving, jogging across the field.
The next hour and few were painful. I joined in their drills, and pushed myself to the limits of my physical capabilities.
I didn't even receive one look from the cheerleading squad, who was hard at work on their own thing.
//Guess that was meaningless...//
As I left the session, second-guessing my choices, I overheard one of the cheerleaders who had approached <<light Yara>>:
<<s Ellie>>Who's the new girl?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>A friend. <<print $name>>. She's awesome.<</s>> There was pride in her voice.
I stood a bit more straight as I made my way out of the field and into the changing room.
//There could be a chance after all...//
<<link "Leave" "School">><<addhours 1>><<add "athletics" 1>><</link>>
<<elseif visited("TM Incident") gte 1>><<s Yara>>This is it. Your last session with us.<</s>>
<<light Yara>>'s announcement came as a bit of a shock to me, as she approached me at the start of today's session.
<<s Author>>What do you mean?<</s>> I asked, intrigued.
<<s Yara>>I mean that after last week's event and the cheerleading squad needing a new member, we're showing them what you're capable of.<</s>> She announced, sure of herself and eager to get the ball rolling.
I joined her in stretching, making sure that we had a few standing stretches in a location where we could be seen, centered in front of everyone.
And we were indeed seen, as my leg was hooked on her shoulder, hands in each other's, pulling to get closer to one another. There was a beauty in what we were doing, but it also showcased how far I've come in terms of flexibility.
Later, while running, I made sure to give it my all, pushing my limits to really show how far I've come physically. And I succeeded in showcasing that, all my previous hard work clearly defining the level of expertise I was currently showing.
<<s Angela>>We need you.<</s>> I was approached by the head cheerleader, <<light Angela>>, by the end of the session.
<<s Author>>You need me?<</s>> I acted stupid, I needed to hear it fully.
<<s Angela>>You need to join the cheer squad. I already cleared it off with your coach.<</s>>
I looked back, <<light Yara>> and the coach were smiling.
<<s Author>>I guess I'm in.<</s>>
<<s Angela>>I like your consistency and hard work. Let's see if you can keep it up now that you've made it in the squad.<</s>> She challenged me with her stare, making it clear that a lot worse was waiting for me.
She walked away, and I turned towards <<light Yara>> and the coach.
<<s Yara>>I'm so excited for you! It worked!<</s>> Came my friend's comment, eager.
<<s professor>>It's a shame.<</s>> Coach said, <<s professor>>You were getting much better. Close enough to breaking the minimum requirements to compete.<</s>>
I laughed, thanking her for the support, ready for the next step of the journey. I had the track team on my side for the Prom Queen title. On to the cheer squad!
<<link "Leave" "School">><<addhours 1>><<set $cheertryouts to true>><<add "athletics" 1>><</link>>
<<else>><div id='trackmeet'>I arrive at the track meet.
I wonder what kind of event I'm going to encounter this time...
<<if $subdom lte -10 and visited("TM Subdom 1") is 0>><<link "A submissive tension" "TM Subdom 1">><<less "subdom" 1>><<pickup $friendsevents "subdom1" 1>><</link>><<elseif $subdom lte -20 and visited("TM Subdom 2") is 0>><<link "Another submissive tension" "TM Subdom 2">><<less "subdom" 1>><<pickup $friendsevents "subdom2" 1>><</link>><<elseif $subdom gte -10>><<dark "Locked Event" "Get more submissive<img src='images/icons/sub.png'>">><<elseif $subdom gte -20>><<dark "Locked Event" "Get even more submissive<img src='images/icons/sub.png'>">><<else>><<dark "Submissive Scenes" "Already seen these">><</if>> | <<if $athletics gte 25 and visited("TM Athlete") is 0>><<link "Athletic Tension" "TM Athlete">><<pickup $friendsevents "athletics25" 1>><<add "athletics" 1>><</link>><<elseif $athletics lte 25>><<dark "Locked Option" "Become more athletic<img src='images/icons/athletics.png'>">><<else>><<dark "Athletic Achievement" "Already seen this">><</if>> | <<if $bbcworld gte 20 and visited("TM BBC") is 0>><<link "A naughty observer" "TM BBC">><<pickup $friendsevents "BBC2" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><</link>><<elseif $bbcworld lt 20>><<dark "Locked Option" "The world needs to be more diverse - BBC World less than 20">><<else>><<dark "A naughty observer" "Already seen this">><</if>> | <<if $bisex gte 5 and visited("TM Bi") is 0>><<link "A bisexual urge" "TM Bi">><<pickup $friendsevents "bisex1" 1>><</link>><<elseif $bisex lt 5>><<dark "Locked Option" "Be more queer<img src='images/icons/bisex.png'>">><<else>><<dark "A bisexual urge" "Already seen this">><</if>>
<<link "A random workout">><<add "athletics" 1>><<replace "#trackmeet">><<picmid "clubs/tm/team-asses.jpg">>
Feeling like I might be losing my time this workout session, I am still relieved with the realization that at the very least I am putting myself out there and allowing myself to be seen, especially by the cheer squad right on the other side of the field.
//Something to look up to I guess...//
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>> | <<if visited("Track") gte 6 and visited("TM Athlete") gte 1>><<link "Something happened on the other side" "TM Incident">><</link>><<dark "*" "Choosing this will end Track Meet events - Make sure you got all you need from here before moving on">><<else>><<dark "Locked Option" "You need to see other scenes or keep coming to track meets to unlock this option.">><</if>></div>
<</if>>Today's workout was an interesting one, as I was kind of sidelined, mostly watching my teammates train and push their limits in preparation for an upcoming competition.
I was moral and physical support as I helped set up the cones across the field for their drills, helping them with their reaction time and overall physical prowess.
<<s Yara>>Hey, how are you doing today?<</s>>
We had taken a break, seated on the bleachers as her friends had a specialized drill.
<<s Author>>It's fine. Not my space to really complain, I did come in late and am nowhere near as great or athletic as you girls!<</s>> I announced, truly impressed with their potential.
<<s Yara>>Don't sell yourself short. There is no I in Team.<</s>> She started, then clarified: <<s Yara>>Of course, a lot of our competitions are individual, in which case it's only an I... But then again, no one would be able to beat me so it's fine.<</s>>
I smiled at her fake arrogance.
<<s Yara>>Speaking of me being the best... Can you help me with my shoelaces?<</s>>
Unceremoniously, she placed her foot on my lap, showing me her untied shoelaces. I looked at her, and she looked back at me expectantly, challenging me to deny her request.
<div id='choices'><<link "<img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Do as she asks">><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "Yara" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<picmid "clubs/tm/yara-shoes.jpg">>I don't know what flowed through me. I don't know why I leaned into that beautiful feeling. All I know is that I found myself reaching for these laces and getting to work on them. One on top of the other, then underneath... I dutifully did my job. After all, I was there to help today, and <<light Yara>> had requested my help like that. And I offered it as requested. She deserved it.
I looked at her as I finished my job, and she voicelessly placed her other leg on my lap, now sitting sideways on her seat.
She looked at me as I got to work on the next foot, eager to please... It felt good to serve.
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/bisex.png'>Enjoy the feeling while tying these laces">><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "bisex" 1>><<add "arousal" 10>><<replace "#choices">><<picmid "clubs/tm/yara-shoes.jpg">>I was there to help them achieve their best. And I was there to serve.
And if service meant I'd be tying these shoes. These athletic legs that awaited my help...
I would do it.
And I would do it right.
And she'd like me for it.
And I'd allow my hand to drift across her leg as I worked on her laces. I'd linger a bit longer, allowing myself this naughty touch between the ends of her socks and the revealed area of her skin...
And I'd think of what it would feel like to drift higher, to allow my hands to roam further up her toned thighs...
<<s Yara>>Thanks.<</s>> She jumped down from the bleachers to rejoin the workout, leaving me behind in my dreamfull state.
And I shook myself awake from this beautiful fantasy...
//Maybe fantasy can become reality?//
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/dom.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Only if you do mine">><<add "subdom" 1>><<add "Yara" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I smiled at her action, and matched it with my own leg resting on her lap.
<<s Author>>Only if you do mine.<</s>>
She smiled back at me, understanding how I saw this particular dynamic, and nodded.
<<s Yara>>No I in team.<</s>> She got to work on my own laces, undoing them then tying them again, as I helped her with hers.
<<s professor>>Ladies! Having a fancy tea break? Let's go, to work!<</s>> Coach called for us, and we were back to work!
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>She fell right in front of me. Poor girl was running, and next thing you know, she was on the ground grabbing her knee in pain. I rushed to her aid, making sure no one ran her over.
<<s Author>>Are you okay?<</s>>
Her knee was scraped, but thankfully wasn't bleeding just yet. It was slowly gaining a redder color.
<<s Ellis>>I'm fine. I guess.<</s>> She stayed there, seated with her knee in my hands.
<<picmid "clubs/tm/leginjury.jpg">>
<<light Yara>> had gotten close to us.
<<s Yara>>All okay?<</s>>
<<s Ellis>>Might need to see the nurse.<</s>> The teammate was understandably worried.
<<s Yara>><<print $name>>. Kiss the booboo. It should help.<</s>>
I turned towards my friend, weirded out by her suggestion.
<<s Yara>>Do it.<</s>>
A kiss wouldn't solve a real injury. It felt like this was a test of some sorts, although I had no idea what it was for exactly...
<div id='choices'><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Kiss the doodoo">><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "Yara" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<picmid "clubs/tm/legkiss.jpg">>But I heard her request. Or was it a command?
It didn't matter, I followed her guidance and lowered my lips towards the injured knee, giving it a soft kiss as I looked up the leg of the seated girl. She looked down at me, incredulous that I'd do that.
<<s Yara>>Good girl.<</s>>
<<light Yara>> mockingly praised me, yet I found myself blushing at the compliment. This girl had an effect on me, but I wasn't sure how intense it really was. All I could feel is an intense heat shifting in my belly at this newest development, at this new dynamic.
<<s Author>>How does it feel?<</s>> I asked the girl as I looked back at her.
<<s Ellis>>Maybe another kiss would make it better?<</s>> She asked me softly.
I followed her request, lowered my mouth once more and allowed my lips to purse against the injured area. I didn't look at her this time, casting my eyes downwards.
//Why does this feel so... good?//
Butterflies tingled once more.
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'><img src='images/icons/smarts.png'>Ignore her, let's take the girl to the nurse.">><<less "open" 1>><<add "smarts" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Worried for my teammate and not quite willing to continue with this useless sharade, I decided to hook my arm against her backside and string her alongside me as I took her to the nurse to be checked up on.
<<light Yara>> shrugged as she moved away, frustrated at this newest development.
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Why doesn't she do this herself?">><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I looked back at my friend, challenge in mind.
<<s Author>>Why don't you do it? My lips are chapped.<</s>> I looked at her defiantly.
She laughed for a bit, looked at the injured girl, and went down, shifting her attention towards her entirely.
<<picmid "clubs/tm/legkiss.jpg">>
Her lips lowered as they found their destination against her grazed knee, all the while maintaining eye contact with the girl. I could see the breath catch in her throat as that happened.
<<s Yara>>How does that feel?<</s>> She asked softly.
<<s Ellis>>Better.<</s>> The girl stared back in her eyes as <<light Yara>>'s smirk appeared once more.
She went back down for another kiss...
<<s Yara>>And now?<</s>>
The girl nodded.
//Was she hitting on her in front of me like this?//
I looked as <<light Yara>> planted kiss after soft kiss on the girl's leg, this other person warming up to her more and more.
<<s Yara>>Let's take you to the nurse, shall we?<</s>>
Hooking her hand against the back of the other person, <<light Yara>> took her away, leaving me behind without a second thought.
//At least... At least I showed <<light Yara>> that she can't mess with me, right?//
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</div><div id='continue'><<picmid "clubs/tm/athletic.jpg">>I found myself being more active during today's workout. Rather than stay back and struggle to keep up, I kept a good pace during our endurance training for the session.
Breathing correctly, doing everything right in the way I took my steps, I stayed on the same - albeit slower than other - pace throughout the whole workout.
<<s Yara>>You're doinng really well! A couple weeks ago you couldn't keep up!<</s>> My friend commented as she jogged alongside me, slowing for a bit.
<<s Author>>Thank you.<</s>> I barely talked, preferring to concentrate on my own pace and preserving my energy.
<<s Yara>>Keep it up!<</s>> She got ahead, leaving me to my chill running.
As the session neared its end, I still had a minute to go, and I was keen on seeing it through.
<<s professor>>A challenge, <<print $name>>. One last minute, one last lap!<</s>> They shouted out to me as I passed them on the finish line.
<<link "Let's take the challenge on!">><<replace "#continue">>I ran. I pushed myself and ran that last lap, turning aroudn the chearleading squad who looked at me sprinting as I made my way across the track and around...
It was challenging. It was a lot of effort. But it was something that I needed to accomplish, especially now that I had eyes on me. Eyes I needed to impress.
Step after the other, I could feel the heavy burn spreading through my legs, my muscles aching for release, my soles screaming with pain on every strong impact as I pushed all my limits to make that last lap worth it.
And I kept running and running, seeing the coach holding their stopwatch and timing me, seeing the clock tick out in my head as I pushed myself further than I ever did. I surpassed <<light Yara>> as I got closer to the finish line, and barely registered that fact, wanting to see this through.
Step.
Step.
Step.
And through, in front of the coach, who mere moments later, called out <<s professor>>Time<</s>>
I fell to the grass in exhausted stupor as I made it work for me, barely registering the accolade of teammates and cheerleaders alike.
Clamering for me, I felt myself being congratulated by an excited <<light Yara>>. She looked too comfortable, smiling down at me, as I tried to catch my breath.
I smiled back, barely. My face was red.
This was a success, I'd say.
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<</replace>><</link>></div><div id='continue'><<s Yara>>He's back.<</s>>
Today's rehearsal was a chill one. With coach's absence, it was the girls that had taken over the training, trying to follow the directions that coach had left them... It's not like they were any good at doing that, but regardless.
<<s Jasmin>>Why does this creep always come whenever coach isn't around?<</s>>
I looked at the direction most girls were looking at, and saw an adult black man looking in our direction, shady looking in his gray pants as he stood close to the barricade that stretched around the field.
<<s Yara>>I think we have to say something to him, don't you?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Better not.<</s>>
There was a tension in the air, but even more so, there was a handsome-looking stranger looking at us, and yet it unnerved the girls.
//Was it because he's black?//
<<link "Continue">><<replace "#continue">>As we finished our training and headed to our lockers, we moved close to the guy, passing by him. His eyes ere glued to us.
<<light Yara>> stiffled a gasp as she got closer to him, looking in his direction. Something must've caused such a reaction.
<img src='images/clubs/tm/dude-bulge.jpg' width='50%' position='center'>
It wasn't hard to discern what that thing was, itself being hard. His cock stretched the front of his white pants as he stood there, to attention, looking at all of us in our tight athletic clothing, unabashedly enjoying the way we looked.
We made it through unscathed. <<light Yara>> was flustered.
<<s Yara>>What a brute! How dare he?<</s>>
I knew what she meant, I knew what she had seen. It was up to me to comment on it or let it slide.
<div id='choices'><<link "<img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'>It's only natural, BBC are big.">><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<pickup $friendsevents "yarabbc" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>What, first time someone pops a boner looking at you?<</s>> I comment jokingly, not wanting to go on the offensive just yet.
<<s Yara>>First time someone is so fucking dirty about it, that's for sure!<</s>>
<<s Author>>He did keep it in his pants.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>As if that mattered, he left nothing to the imagination!<</s>> She snapped.
<<s Author>>Is it his fault his cock is big?<</s>> I intended to use the naughty word.
It wasn't a penis, a dick or anything small and kind like that. It was a man's cock, and I had to talk about it as such. She had to hear these words.
<<s Yara>>It's his duty to...<</s>>
<<s Author>>Keep it in his pants, and not harass. He respected all those. He just so happens to have a big cock, it's not really his fault..<</s>>
I spoke simply and clearly. My words hung in the air, as <<light Yara>> remained thoughtful for the rest of the time. I could see the gears turning, blackening. It felt nice.
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'>Let it go">><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Not wanting to comment on the subject, and preferring that my friend reaches her own conclusions, I remained silent as another joined her in annoyance about what happened.
Poor girls don't understand that their cocks are just that big... Not that it matters, does it?
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/bisex.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Men are annoying">><<add "bisex" 1>><<add "Yara" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Seriously, men are so disgusting.<</s>> I agreed with my friend, as she nodded, happy with my agreement.
<<s Yara>>They own that penis and like painting it everywhere, showing it everywhere! It's an obsession, really!<</s>> She was vocal about her anger on the subject.
I joined. <<s Author>>And the way they smell. Horrible! Haven't you heard of deodorant, showers?<</s>>
The rest of our time was spent on an endless tirade about men and their stupid actions, bonding over common anger at their complete ignorance.
I laughed alongside my newfound friends, happy to be part of the team. <<light Yara>> was especially glad of the topic and how I joined in...
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</div><</replace>><</link>></div>Training for the day complete, I joined my teammates to the lockers and showers, ready to call it a day on the workout and eager to move on.
<<picmid "clubs/tm/nude-team.jpg">>
I don't know why, my eyes wandered. I've had these little thoughts recently, and now, I just... Couldn't quite control them.
My eyes wandered, drifting across their athletic bodies as they started removing their clothes to go into the showers. Their firm breasts, their supple skin, their muscular thighs and shapely behinds... I kept looking, unable to control these wandering eyes.
<<s Yara>><<print $name>> are you going to shower here or at home?<</s>> My friend asked genuinely, not quite understanding all the stray thoughts swirling in my head.
I looked at her. I was lost.
<div id='choices'><<link "<img src='images/icons/bisex.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>I'm showering here">><<add "open" 1>><<add "bisex" 1>><<add "Yara" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<picmid "clubs/tm/team-shower2.jpg">>I had to see this through. I had to join them, be one with them, see what they're like in there, fill the memory bank...
I felt perverted, but I decided to join. And I removed my clothes alongside them, shedding my sweaty garments in exchange for a towel, heading for the showers myself.
My body amongst all of their toned ones, I didn't have control over where my eyes wandered, as I kept glancing left and right, looking at all of them, looking at <<light Yara>>'s toned body.
She was divine. And I ate it all up. What was wrong with me? What's so special about her?
//Everything.//
She looked at me, and I diverted my attention from her, acting as if something got in my eye.
<<picmid "clubs/tm/team-shower.jpg">>
<<s Author>>Ouch.<</s>> I turned my back to her as I hunched forward, hiding myself from her, hoping I was convincing enough.
Her soft hand laid bare on my back, as she had approached me.
<<s Yara>>Are you okay?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yes, yes, soap in my eye.<</s>> I lied, hoping she'd buy it.
<<s Yara>>You usually should keep them closed when you have shampoo on your head.<</s>>
I didn't have shampoo on my head.
<<s Author>>You're right. Sorry.<</s>>
She got a bit closer, I could feel the water hitting her before coming on me.
<<s Yara>>Don't be.<</s>> She half-whispered, her voice only heard by me.
She turned and left me there, still reeling with the encounter and the revelations that made themselves apparent to me.
The warm water kept falling onto me, grazing against my swollen nipples.
//What's wrong with me?//
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/bisex.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/sexskill.png'><img src='images/icons/energy.png'>I'm... I... Leave.">><<add "arousal" 100>><<less "energy" 1>><<add "sexskill" 1>><<add "bisex" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>I... Home... Study... Shower.<</s>> I picked up all my stuff, feeling a heavy heat rise through me as I left the lockers and rushed back home, not willing to face the repercussions of my latest lazy eye.
<<picmid "clubs/tm/team-shower.jpg">>
And once I got home, I had no control.
I needed to find release.
I rushed to my bed, removing my clothes on the way as I took off article after article of clothing, falling down on top of it as I immediately attacked my nipples and clit, searching for a quick release.
Their bodies, their toned athletic bodies, still swirled in my head.
I held onto that recent memory as I played with myself, and found myself fast approaching orgasm.
<<light Yara>>'s athletic figure looked at me in my mind's eye, and I moaned at this image.
<<s Yara>>Are you joining us, <<print $name>>?<</s>>
I came, moaning loudly at the distorted memory, wishing that she'd invite me in the shower with her one day, unable to quench that thirst that rose through me.
//That felt so good!//
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</div><<pichead "clubs/tm/cheer-pyramid.jpg" "The Cheer Pyramid">>
The coach missing today's session as well, we decided to take things a bit simpler this time around, challenging each other for quick races, some of which I weirdly can keep up with.
It's all good vibes as close nearby, we can see and hear the cheerleaders work on their own cheer routines, enjoying the weirdly good weather like we were.
At one point in their drill, they started working on a huge pyramid that used all of them in the execution. It was a grandiose undertaking, and the girls and I chose to halt our activity and watch as they challenged themselves, reaching high on the green grass as they kept piling on top of each other.
I saw it happening in slow motion, I saw the person's knee buckle, their balance shift.
And I saw without being able to do anything about it as they plummeted to the ground below, their friends trying to catch onto them as they lost their grasp over the leg they held.
Crash!
The cheerleader found herself screaming on the ground as her friends scurried to dismantle the pyramid, trying to aid her.
Very quickly, they had her surrounded, obstructing her from view.
<<picmid "clubs/tm/cheer-injury.jpg">>
A few shockingly moved away, a few others approached, and we all held our breath hoping that there wasn't any serious injury.
<<s stranger>>She broke her leg.<</s>> A voice came out a bit higher than the rest.
<<s Jasmin>>Somebody call an ambulance, somebody do something.<</s>>
Clamoring, calls for help... It was chaos.
Their coach quickly took control of the whole situation, ushering them away as he tasked a few to get help, and another to call an ambulance.
It was a scary thing, that was for sure, and all we could do was watch from a distance.
<<s Yara>>Poor girl.<</s>> There was nothing else we could say or do.
//Happy to see a person injured just because you want to see the MC become a cheerleader?
This girl was going to be voted best cheerleader of 2024. Look at her now, crippled.
Poor girl indeed.
All jokes aside, no persons were harmed in the writing of this chapter.//
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>>This naughty girl triggered something in me, there was no denying it.
As I thought to what she did, the happniess she portrayed as she did it, the simplicity of the act yet how taboo it was...
I needed to do the same.
There was definitely a reason why she'd do that, right? There's definitely something exciting about this, something fulfilling. I need that for myself.
I need it...
But I was afraid. What if it doesn't work out fine for me? What if someone called the cops on me?
And then I understood. The thrill comes from there, from how taboo the act is and how fickle the whole situation is.
I needed it.
And I needed it now.
I saw an old man, sitting on a bench, alone.
I approached, heart thumping in my chest.
I was about to do it. I was about to show a complete stranger a glimpse of my body.
My nipples stood to attention. I knew I was aroused.
Would he see that? Would he care?
I stood in front of him. He looked at me.
I smiled.
<<s Author>>Hello...<</s>>
Now or never. Would I do it?
Now.
I lifted my top up along with my bra, revealing my nude bits, eager to see what he'd do.
He was stunned, bewildered. I kept them up, taking in the attention.
Poor old guy?
He was beaming with happiness.
And I smiled with him, before I lowered my clothes.
We stood there, looking at each other...
//Now what?//
Awkwardness set in.
I had to leave. This was too much now.
But what an experience!
<<link "Leave" "Park">><<add "arousal" 50>><</link>><div id='continue'>I decided to approach the stranger, listen to what he had to say.
Moving closer, I could feel a looming sense of danger somehow, yet chose to keep going.
<<s stranger>>Are you from the high school?<</s>>
There was no other high school in town, I nodded.
<<s Author>>Yes.<</s>>
<<s stranger>>Cool cool. Y'all are the craziest bitches in the area.<</s>> His comments were crude... but he had a point.
<<s Author>>Crazy is a point of view.<</s>>
<<s stranger>>Yeah, it's the good kind of crazy. The crazy that helps us.<</s>>
I didn't know where exactly he was coming from with such a comment. I didn't know what he'd seen or heard of us. All I knew was that he saw us to be crazy, and that's the persona I would wear with him.
<<s Author>>Helps you, how?<</s>>
<<s stranger>>There's this team of yours at school, does fundraisers and shit, collects people to fight for equality.
They do awesome stuff.<</s>>
He was talking about the HRC. <<if $club.has('hrc')>>Which I was a part of.<</if>>
<<s Author>>Oh yeah. We're activists and like the BLM movement.<</s>>
He smiled, his crooked yet clean teeth revealed.
<<s stranger>>Speaking of which, there's this message y'all keep clammering for. The reparations and shit.<</s>> He looked at me intensely, a staring contest I shyed away from.
<<s stranger>>Feel like putting theory into practice?<</s>> He asked, his eyes boring through me, challenging me to deny him the help.
I had made my way here, I had put myself in that compromising position. The only choice I had was how to react to this proposal.
<<if $subdom gte 0>><<link "Take the lead and show him a good time">><<replace "#continue">>Reparations are to be made, and I was the target of this guy's reparations.
I looked behind me, there was a public bathroom there that would give us the prvacy we needed. I grabbed his hand and strung him along.
Soon as we got there, I got to work pleasing his shaft, giving him the pleasure he seeked as I heard his moans rise up.
I was paying reparations with my mouth, and the black cock that took its pleasure from m working lips kept throbbing in appreciation against them. My slobbering mouth covered his sizeable shaft, giving it the pleasure it seeked, the pleasure it was owed.
And I bobbed up and down, hard at work on the hard member invading my mouth, eager to bring him to his climax.
He was about to cum, and I didn't want to dirty myself with it. So I took it in. I swallowed his sperm like a good white slut paying back her dues, getting paid with tasty white liquid, as his moans rose in appreciation while he looked at me.
He liked what I had done, and I liked doing it to him.
<<s stranger>>You did well.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Oh please! I'm glad you liked it.<</s>> I said with pride.
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<<dark "Nod submissively" "Not Submissive<img src='images/icons/sub.png'> enough.">>
<<else>><<dark "Take the lead and show him a good time" "Not Dominant<img src='images/icons/dom.png'> enough.">>
<<link "Nod submissively">><<replace "#continue">>I felt myself nodding in acceptance of what was to come. I needed to offer him that pleasure, and he was owed reparations for the past our ancestors had.
There was a small fear that I'd have to pay my reparations to all of these black thugs that stood there, but thankfully, he grabbed my hand and took me away to a nearby public bathroom, cramming us both inside and immediately pushing me to my knees.
I got to work on his sizeable penis, bobbing my head up and down on the impressive member as I rushed to give him the pleasure he was owed.
Up and down, deeper and deeper, I submissively forced myself on his shaft, trying to push my limits in service. His guiding hand on the back of my head, he helped break my limits and push against my throat, groaning at every time I took him deep, his pleasure clearly intensifying as time went on.
And up and down I went, until I felt him twitch in my mouth, a warning of what was to come.
I had no choice in the matter.
<<s stranger>>You better swallow it all!<</s>> He announced, before pushing me against his cock as spurt after spurt of his qhite liquid disappeared down my throat and into my belly.
I drank my payment for my service with huge appreciation, allowing it to surpass and supress my gag reflex as I took it all in. His last few spurts resting on my tongue, I twirled them for a bit before taking them inside. It tasted good. Superior.
<<s stranger>>Good job girl. You'd make your high school proud.<</s>> His final comment lingered as he left me behind alone, in a deserted public bathroom.
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<</if>></div><<pic Sasha>>The library girl.<</pic>>I decided to approach the girl. She was cute, studious, and was often there at the library.
We had things in common. I needed to test that theory.
<<s Author>>Hey there!<</s>>
<<s Sasha>>Hi!<</s>> She turned towards me, her smile radiant.
<<s Author>>I often find you studying here, hard at work. I figured I'd maybe join you for this time?<</s>> I asked eloquently.
She was quick to accept my proposal, moving her stuff aside.
<<s Sasha>>Please be my guest! It's always nice to spend time with someone new!<</s>>
I sat next to her, noticing she was not studying any school material.
<<s Author>>So what are you doing here? I don't recognize any of this.<</s>>
<<s Sasha>>Oh this... This is nothing. Just a little research I'm doing for myself.<</s>> She announced, blushing slightly.
I read out one of the book's titles.
<<s Author>>Forgotten women of history...<</s>> I was intrigued. <<s Author>>Sounds interresting.<</s>>
<<s Sasha>>Well women are interesting.<</s>> She commented, before quickly averting her gaze realizing what she just said.
I wanted to reassure her.
<<s Author>>Yes. They are.<</s>> I smiled sweetly at her, before turning towards the book. I could feel her focuz shift back towards me.
<<s Author>>So tell me about one of these women. This one, what's her story?<</s>>
And she spoke, telling me about her favorite idols, her inspirations, about forgotten women whose stories have morphed over time, women whose accomplishments were forgotten. Women whose impact remains, without knowing it was theirs.
<<s Sasha>>There's such strength in femininity, that I... I became one.<</s>> She laughed, before noticing the implications of her words.
I was startled by this unusual realization. She was trans. Yet she didn't look it, she was sweet, charming, feminine... Attractive.
<<s Author>>Smart of you. Femininity suits you so well.<</s>> I complimented her, and she blushed at the compliment.
<<s Sasha>>Can you... No one knows about this.<</s>>
<<s Author>>How would they know?<</s>> I smiled sweetly at her. <<s Author>>Don't worry. Your secret's safe with me.<</s>>
There was an obvious look of relief on her face.
<<s Author>>So back to the topic. Let's see what this woman did.<</s>> I turned my attention back to the book, shifting the conversation to where it was, offering her relief from the pressure of her coming out to me like that.
At one point, the girl looked at me and spoke.
<<s Sasha>>I love your hair.<</s>> She commented, appreciating what I'd done with it.
<div id='choices'><<link "<img src='images/icons/bisex.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>Flirt back">><<add "bisex" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I looked at her, and understood the game she wanted to play. I felt like I wanted to play it too.
<<s Author>>Your eyes have a striking color.<</s>> I complimented back.
I kept looking at her, as she turned a crimson shade, blushing at the comment I made.
Her eyes were indeed striking, as I found myself lost in them.
A few moments of intense staring later, I averted my gaze.
<<s Author>>Look, this one's just like you.<</s>> I pointed out a woman's picture who looked nothing like her, in black and white and all but the complete opposite of my new friend.
<<s Sasha>>Seriously?<</s>>
I laughed, and she joined me in laughter.
The next few minutes were spent like that, us two side by side joking and slyly flirting. It was a sweet moment that had to eventually come to an end.
<<s Author>>I'll see you around?<</s>>
<<s Sasha>>Sure.<</s>>
I left her side, still thinking of the beautiful moment we shared.
//Could it become something more?//
<<link "Leave" "Library">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'>I'm not interested in her like that.">><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Oh thanks.<</s>> My reply was somewhat dry, just enough to show her I didn't see her that way and to move on with the topic.
And she caught on it, moving her attention back to these characters we were exploring, as we spent the next few minutes discussing them.
//At least she took it well.//
<<link "Leave" "Library">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><<if visited(passage()) is 1>><<pic Jerome>><</pic>>
As I walk down the school corridors, I am unusually approached by <<light Jerome>>, who means to talk to me.
<<s Jerome>>Hey <<print $name>>. You got time?<</s>>
I was confused by his approach.
<<s Author>>Is everything okay?<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>It will be. But I need your help.<</s>>
I couldn't see myself denying him the aid.
<<s Author>>Sure, what do you need?<</s>> I asked, confused.
<<s Jerome>>I need to prove something for someone. And I need your help with it. You gotta act like my girlfriend.<</s>> He explained, before stringing me along.
<<s Author>>Why don't you bring Jasmin? You two already have a thing going on.<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>No. They already know her. They want someone else.<</s>>
We started heading in the direction he was taking me, as he explained.
<<s Jerome>>There's these guys who don't believe that I can get you, or anyone other than Jasmin, to do things that are a bit... Naughty.<</s>>
I looked at him confused, weirded out by this whole thing.
<<s Jerome>>They bet me 500$ amongst all of them. You won't have to do anything with them, only me. And you'll get the full amount.<</s>>
<<s Author>>What would you get? What kind of a challenge is that?<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>It isn't a question of money for me, it's a question of pride.<</s>> He held his head high, portraying a confidence I hadn't seen in him before.
<<s Author>>What makes you think I need the money?<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>You don't. But you need the thrill of letting go. I can see it in you. Put your trust in me and I'll keep you safe in there. I don't care to dominate you just like that. I want you to want it. I just need to prove a point here.<</s>>
There was something oddly reassuring about this whole thing. I didn't know what I was getting myself into, exactly, but I knew that I was putting my full trust into the relative stranger that was <<light Jerome>>. Maybe that was my chance to get closer to him?
<<s Author>>Do you promise that nothing bad will happen to me?<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>On my honor.<</s>>
It was up to me whether I wanted to go through with this. I had no idea what awaited me but I knew I would be diving into a clearly kinky scenario.
<light Jerome>> had taken me to a deserted class on the third floor for this odd request he had made from me. We stood in front of it as he looked at me.
<<s Jerome>>So?<</s>>
<div id='continue'><<link "Let's do this." "Sub30 Scene">><</link>>
<<link "I can't do this.">><<replace "#continue">>I looked at him, fear apparent in my eyes.
<<s Author>>I don't think I can do this.<</s>> I said, worried.
<<s Jerome>>It's your one chance to try something new, different. To let go and follow another's lead.<</s>>
There was a nice thrill behind that proposal. Was I really willing to miss it like that?
<<link "I'm in." "Sub30 Scene">><</link>>
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<else>><<pichead "locations/class.jpg">>
He opened the door for me to walk in, and I took a deep breath before diving into the unknown that awaited.
Looking around, I saw a bunch of guys collected there, alerted by my arrival.
<<s stranger>><<print $name>>? That's who you've brought?<</s>> One of them asked, who I recognized from one of my classes.
<<s professor>>No way she'd do it.<</s>> Another commented, stunned by my presence.
I gulped, worried about what awaited me but understanding that a choice had been made.
<<light Jerome>> closed the door behind us, before turning towards me.
<<s Jerome>><<print $name>> has what it takes to follow my lead. And I'll prove that to you.<</s>> He announced.
<<s Jerome>>She's aware of the challenge. She's aware that none of you will act unless I allow it. And she's a willing person that has joined us here.<</s>> He elaborated. <<s Jerome>>Is that right, <<print $name>>?<</s>>
I nodded.
<<s Jerome>>I need to hear it.<</s>>
<<s Author>>You're right.<</s>> I heard myself say it, my voice barely coming out as I demurely submitted to his command.
<<s Jerome>>Does any of you challenge the choice of person?<</s>> He looked at them with an intimidating gaze.
It felt odd being defended by this guy, a person who I barely knew except in relation to my friend. Yet I found myself wanting to see where he could take this. I found myself wanting to let this tale continue.
Seeing no argument, <<light Jerome>> turned back towards me.
<<s Jerome>>What I will be asking is very simple.<</s>> He looked me straight in the eyes, his intense gaze making me feel weak in the knees. <<s Jerome>>You are to service me with your mouth to completion.<</s>> He announced.
I gulped.
This was the moment of truth. Was I willing to take this dangerous step and accept his depraved proposal? Was I ready to service him in front of relative strangers?
His intense gaze compelled me.
<div id='continue'><<link "Go to my knees">><<replace "#continue">>
I dropped to my knees, eager to service the muscular, attractive man in front of me.
His smiled widened as he saw me submit to his will.
<<s Jerome>>Get them off.<</s>> Came his command, which I rushed to follow, my hands getting to work on his trousers.
Undoing the buttons, I lowered his pants, revealing his baggy underwear and the cock that hid behind them, pressing against the fabric.
<<s Jerome>>Like what you see?<</s>>
I looked up at him and nodded.
<<s Jerome>>Use your words.<</s>> He said in a commanding tone, and I rushed to comply.
<<s Author>>Sorry. Yes I do.<</s>> I submissively admitted.
He smiled at me.
<<s Jerome>>Good. You may continue.<</s>>
It felt like he was allowing me to service him. And weirdly enough, I was compelled to follow his guidance, allowing myself to reach for his underwear.
I removed the strangers watching me from my mind. It was only me and him, a dominant black man with his impressive member and his submissive girl, on her knees in front of him.
<<s Jerome>>Why are you so dreamy? Get to work.<</s>> He shook me out of the mental image I was creating of the encounter.
Why was I imagining it when it was indeed happening in front of me?
I lowered the underwear as it caught onto his cock, slowly revealing more and more of it as it drifted lower.
<<s Jerome>>I want it to hit your face. Get closer.<</s>>
Was this really happening? Was he really asking me to succumb to the humiliating face slap? Was I really moving into position, mouth slightly open, eager to give him the imagery he requested?
The answer to all those questions was yes.
<<s Author>>Yes Jerome. Of course.<</s>> I was eager to please, and he was pleased.
<<s Jerome>>Good girl.<</s>> He praised me, and I felt myself blush at the compliment.
*Slap*
His magnificent cock struck me across the face, a beautiful image that I wouldn't be able to see. An image that made a few of our spectators shuckle.
I turned to look at them, cock resting against me.
<<s Jerome>>Never mind them, you're with me now.<</s>> His voice was accompanied with his hand that gently grabbed me by the chin to turn me towards him.
<<s Jerome>>You're with me. I need you here.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yes.<</s>> I nodded, looking up at him, entranced by his beautiful eyes.
<<s Jerome>>Open your mouth.<</s>> He commanded, and I found myself eagerly fulfilling his request.
<<s Jerome>>Good girl.<</s>>
His cock slid inside, spreading my lips as the head made its way across my tongue. I tasted his precum as it drifted across my tongue, relishing the strong taste.
His hand in my hair, he grabbed me and pulled me deeper onto his cock, controlling my motions, as I submissively looked up at him.
There was a connection between the two of us, an unnamed link between us, as our eyes kept their contact while he controlled my movement on his impressive cock.
Up and down I drifted my lips, my tongue exploring every facet of the invading member, eager to please him.
<<s Jerome>>Can you take more?<</s>> He was caring, careful to my limits.
I gave it a thought.
<<if $sexskill gte 20>>I nodded my head as his cock rested inside my mouth, and eagerly took more of him inside as he knocked agaist the back of my throat, tingling my gag reflex but not quite triggering it.
<<s Jerome>>You're a good one.<</s>> He complimented.
I was a good one? One of many? No. I wanted to be the best.
I eagerly pushed myself to take more and more of him, vividly aware of the impact I was having on his muscular body. He moaned out loud, happy with my activity.
<<s Jerome>>Oh you're good.<</s>>
The compliment sent shivers down my spine as I eagerly bobbed on his cock, trying to fight the rising gag reflex in order to service him better.
<<else>>I had to admit my shortcomings as I shook my head no, his cock still resting inside of my mouth and taking a bit too much space.
<<s Jerome>>It's okay. We'll take it slow.<</s>>
He slowly started going deeper and deeper, his cock going in and out of my eager mouth, knocking the back of my throat and activating my gag reflex.
He was mindful of my limits, making sure not to push me too hard. And the lesson was very beneficial, as I kept the effort going, eager to please and enjoying his sizeable shaft.
<<s Jerome>>You're doing so good.<</s>> His compliment made me feel all kinds of beautiful tingling sensations as I kept pushing my limits, trying to take more and more of him.<</if>>
Ever the mindful person, <<light Jerome>> made yet another recommendation:
<<s Jerome>>Why don't you take off that top, we wouldn't want to dirty it with your saliva, would we?<</s>>
He looked at me expectantly, challenging me to deny his request.
<<s stranger>>Yeah, take it off!<</s>> An eager voice made its way to my ears, reminding me of the presence of strangers in the room.
I looked in their direction, and most were rubbing themselves through their pants. One of them hit the other.
<<s professor>>Dude shut the fuck up.<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>Come on, you know you want to.<</s>> My partner turned my attention back to him, his cock bobbing in the air as I looked up to him.
Was this a command, was this still part of the game? Did I care? All I wanted was to please him!
<div id='choices'><<link "Follow his command">><<add "arousal" 30>><<add "open" 1>><<add "Jerome" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I wanted it. I wanted to give him what he wanted. I wanted to show him that he was the person in control. I wanted to show all of them that not only they lost the best, but that they'd have lost any bet they wanted because <<light Jerome>> was that guy.
And I complied, hooking my hand into the top and removing it, eagerly showing my breasts off to everyone there, before returning to my servicing of the shaft in front of me.
<<s Jerome>>Play with yourself for me.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yes.<</s>> I moaned my accpetance of his command around his massive cock, my hands drifting up to find the needy nipples calling for them.
<<s Jerome>>Good girl.<</s>> I moaned at his praise, playing with myself as I kept bobbing on his hard cock.
The boys kept watching, invigorated by the scene that played out in front of them.
I was <<light Jerome>>'s whore, and I was following his orders submissively. There was something relaxing, comforting, about having him in charge.
I looked up to him, my eyes meeting his, and saw tenderness in them. He was happy with my service, and it showed. And that alone made me happy too.
I moaned against his cock, sending waves of pleasure across him.
<<s Jerome>>You better be ready for it!<</s>> He announced, his cock moving faster, knocking eagerly agaisn tthe back of my throat as I worked to take him in.
I bobbed submissively against his amazing shaft, and he kept the motion going.
<<s Jerome>>Let's paint you, slut.<</s>> His word sent a jolt up my spine. I may have been acting like a slut. But I was his slut.
<<light Jerome>> took out his cock, rubbing it as he looked at me eagerly kneeling in front of him, mouth agape as I looked at him above me. He rubbed himself to the image of the "slut" that kneeled in front of him playing with her nipples. I smiled up at him, eager to have him paint my body with his sperm.
And paint he did, cumming rope after rope over my eager body, his sperm hitting my face, mouth, boobs, creating an expressionist experimental portrait of cum and slut, as I eagerly tried to catch his cum in my mouth. I was overjoyed with the outcome of this encounter, eager to please.
The spectators were watching it all unfold, mouth agape, enjoying the imagery they had in front of them. I smiled to myself as I lapped up the dominant man's sperm.
<<s Jerome>>What a good girl.<</s>> He complimented me, his hand brushing my hair.
He soon turned towards the boys.
<<s Jerome>>Pay up.<</s>> He put his hand out. <<s Jerome>>And don't you dare mention this to anyone. <<print $name>> is mine, not yours.<</s>>
One by one, they each made their payment to the black guy, admitting defeat. I was cleaning myself up, and only noticed they had left as <<light Jerome>> approached me with my top.
<<s Jerome>> Here you go, and the money's yours, as promised.<</s>> He announced, handing them all over.
<<s Author>>Thank you.<</s>> I submissively said, unable to look him in the eyes.
<<light Jerome>> grabbed my chin, and made me look up at him.
<<s Jerome>>Take pride. You did well today.<</s>> He complimented me, and I felt myself blush even more.
<<s Author>>Thank you..<</s>> I was glad to have pleased him.
<<s Jerome>>Don't let any of these guys give you shit. I'll see you around.<</s>> He commanded, heading out.
//What an encounter. Have I really grown that submissive?//
<<link "Leave" "School">><<add "money" 500>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<div id='fakechoice'><<link "I'd rather not">><<replace "#fakechoice">><<dark "I'd rather not" "I'm too eager to deny him.">><</replace>><</link>>
</div></div>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<dark "I want to leave" "Too submissive to deny his request.">></div><</if>><div id='continue'><<pic "Samuel">><</pic>>
In the corridors of the school, my friend <<light Samuel>> approached me, eager to talk.
I noticed <<light Eric>> watching us from a distance.
<<s Samuel>>Hey <<print $name>>. Got time?<</s>>
He doesn't usually approach me out of class. I was intrigued.
<<s Author>>Sure, what do you need help with?<</s>> I asked him.
<<s Samuel>>I want your opinion on something, and figured you'd be the person best suited to help me.<</s>>
I wanted to help.
<<s Author>>Sure, want to go outside?<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>Let's.<</s>> He agreed, leading the way.
I followed.
<<link "Continue">><<replace "#continue">>Walking outside, we enjoyed a calmer ambience than the crowded corridors of the school.
<<light Samuel>> was quick to broach the subject.
<<s Samuel>>I know you've been struggling with all of that college applications stuff. Most of you have.<</s>> He started.
<<s Author>>And you haven't?<</s>> I asked, hoenstly trying to figure out how he compared.
<<s Samuel>>I am lucky with well-off parents. Adoptive.<</s>> He said, explaining an unasked question.
<<s Author>>So you don't have to worry about college applications.<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>Yes, they can take care of it.<</s>> He said, before continuing: <<s Samuel>>It feels wrong though, to have it so easy simply because my parents can make it so.<</s>>
I couldn't quite place how he saw this as wrong, or controversial in any way.
<<s Samuel>>I'm privileged, having been adopted by a family that had what it takes to give me everything I needed throughout my life. Sure, the time between foster homes was hard, but I'm lucky now. And my luck gives me an unfair advantage over others. Others who come from the same background as I do. Others who are not as lucky. And it feels wrong. I don't feel like I deserve this.<</s>>
There was an unexpected depth that suddenly apeared in my friend, soemthing I didn't expect yet was definitely intrigued by.
I needed to know more.
<<s Author>>But you have the opportunity to have more, and you're willing to miss out on it?<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>It's not like that...I just don't feel like just taking it for granted. I want to try to earn it, because of what I have, not because of who I just happen to have grown alongside.<</s>>
That was an interesting, albeit probably privileged, way to view things.
<<s Author>>I wish I could feel the same about what I am doing myself. But alas I have to take every opportunity I can to improve my chances with the whole college admissions thing.<</s>> I explained.
<<s Samuel>>That's what I wanted to talk to you about. As someoen who's going through this, from your side of things, do you think what I am doing is stupid or wrong? Should I stick to what I have?<</s>>
His question was deep, had many repercussions. But it was obvious he needed my help. I needed to be honest with him, but then again would he blame me if I gave a wrong answer? I didn't know it all...
<div id='choices'><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>You should use your advantage">><<add "Samuel" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>The way I saw things, there was only one true solution to his issue, one way he could guarantee a good future.
<<s Author>>In my eyes, I think you should make use of your advantage. You cannot help others if you're stuck with them at the bottom.<</s>> I explained, while he listened with eager attention. <<s Author>>I'm sure you can get things done from your own valor, but if you don't need to, you don't need to. Rise, and then help others rise.<</s>>
He nodded his head, understanding where I was coming from.
<<s Samuel>>I see your point. In doing this, I can guarantee that I'd be able to pay it forward.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Exactly, why bring additional pressure unto you when you don't need it?<</s>>
<<light Samuel>> smiled, moving in to hug me.
<<s Samuel>>Thanks <<print $name>>. I really appreciate your insight.<</s>>
I smiled to myself, still hugging him.
<<s Author>>It's always a pleasure helping you, Samuel.<</s>>
As we separated, I noticed that <<light Eric>> had made his way outside and was watching us from the corner of his eye.
//Why does he act so awkwardly?//
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>Earning things is a noble thing">><<add "Samuel" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I really looked up to his courage, his conviction.
<<s Author>>I find that sentiment to be very noble.<</s>> I began talking, before elaborating, <<s Author>>To deserve things, to work for them and truly earn them. That's soemthing few can say they have done, and something that will help you forge a stronger conviction to help other moving forward. You're on the right track thinking like that honestly.<</s>>
He smield while listening to what I said.
<<s Samuel>>Diamonds are made under pressure.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Exactly, and you'll make a magnificent diamond once you're through this. Not that it'd be any difficult for you, with your challenging life story as it looks!<</s>> I encouraged him further.
<<light Samuel>>'s smile widened, as he moved in to hug me.
<<s Samuel>>Thanks <<print $name>>. I really appreciate your insight.<</s>>
I smiled to myself, still hugging him.
<<s Author>>It's always a pleasure helping you, Samuel.<</s>>
As we separated, I noticed that <<light Eric>> had made his way outside and was watching us from the corner of his eye.
//Why does he act so awkwardly?//
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "I don't have an answer">><<replace "#choices">>I didn't want to give my friend some sort of false hope or wrong context. I chose to pass off on the question, preferring to not give him any wrong advice.
<<s Author>>Hoenstly, I'm not the person to ask about this. I lack context and I lack knowledge. I was struck with the ruling because of it.<</s>> I explained, speaking honestly.
<<s Samuel>>I think I get it.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Seriously, I thought I had it all figured out, and now it's all so convoluted, so unnecessarily complicated.<</s>> I was angry at my situation, and the shakiness in my voice hinted at that.
<<s Samuel>>Hey I understand. Don't worry about it.<</s>>
<<light Samuel>> moved in to hug me, and I hugged him back.
Despite not being able to help him, I still felt like there was a bit more understanding between us.
As we separated, I noticed that <<light Eric>> had made his way outside and was watching us from the corner of his eye.
//Why does he act so awkwardly?//
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<</replace>><</link>></div><<if $randommessage is 1>>
<<say randomblack>>Hey babe<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Hello. Who's this?<</say>>
<<say randomblack>>We don't know each other.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Oh.<</say>>
<<say randomblack>>I saw that video of yours with the HRC, whatever that is.<</say>>
<<say randomblack>>You're hot.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Thanks I guess.<</say>>
<<say randomblack>>Wanna meet up sometime?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Are you like a student or something?<</say>>
<<say randomblack>>No. I already know everything I need. And I know you'll want to meet me soon girl.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Okay... Nice meeting you gotta go.<</say>>
<<say randomblack>>Take care bbgirl<</say>>
That was definitely an odd conversation. Hope he doesn't feel entitled to anything.
<<link "go back" "Messages">><<set $randommessage to 0>><</link>>
<<elseif $randommessage is 2>>
<<say messagejulio>>Hey <<print $name>>! Got time?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Hey <<light Julio>>. How'd it go with the principal?<</say>>
<<say messagejulio>>That's exactly what I want to talk to you about.
These racist fucks do not see what they're doing wrong, and it's really been getting on my nerves.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>I'm sorry that this is happening. Wish I could help.<</say>>
<<say messagejulio>>Actually you could, but I know I'm asking a lot.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Tell me. I'll see what I can do to aid you.<</say>>
<<say messagejulio>>I already have my people in line with it, but what we really need is someone like you to help us with the statement.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>I'm intrigued.
What are you planning on?<</say>>
<<say messagejulio>><<if $costumechoice is 1 or $costumechoice is 7 or $costumechoice is 9>>Remember that costume you wore for last month's project? You might need to bring it back.<<else>>It has something to do with costumes and dressing up. Something simple.<</if>><</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Oh! What did you have in mind?<</say>>
<<say messagejulio>>I want to dress you up as a slave, to drive home a point that slavery is still relevant because it can still create shock value.
If you dress up as a slave, us your owners, and it causes a reaction in that stupid professor and principal, it would just further prove my point. So, what do you say?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>I'm intrigued to say the least.<</say>>
<<say messagejulio>>Will you do it?
For me?<</say>>
<div id="choices">
<<say messageauthor>><<link "<img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Let's do this.">><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "Julio" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<say messageauthor>>Let's do this.
I'm in.<</say>>
<<say messagejulio>>I knew I could count on you. Just make sure that you wear it for the upcoming history class.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>I won't wear the clothes to school. I might get arrested on the way. I'll wear them right before class.<</say>>
<<say messagejulio>>That's exactly my point, but yeah let's leave it to class.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>LOL deal<</say>>
<<say messagejulio>>You're cool, <<print $name>><</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>You're not so bad yourself.<</say>>
<<link "go back" "Messages">><<set $randommessage to 0>><<pickup $blackonly 'slaveforaday' 1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'>I don't think that's a good idea.">><<less "open" 1>><<less "Julio" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<say messageauthor>>I don't think that's a good idea, I'm sorry <<light Julio>>.<</say>>
<<say messagejulio>>Was kinda hoping this would go differently, but I understand.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Sorry.<</say>>
<<say messagejulio>>It's okay. Gtg bye.<</say>>
<<link "go back" "Messages">><<set $randommessage to 0>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>><</say>></div>
<<else>>There are no messages here.
<<link "go back" "Messages">><<set $randommessage to 0>><</link>><</if>><<s Jerome>>Great job on bringing such a beautiful message of peace and acceptance in your video. I was impressed.<</s>>
I looked at him, not quite understanding what he's talking about. Then it hits me.
<<s Author>>That's the minimum I could do. It's your right.<</s>> I smiled back at him, doubling down on my black only statement from the HRC video.
<<s Jerome>>I look forward to holding you up to that promise girl.<</s>> His confidence is entrancing, as I notice myself following him with my eyes across the corridor before shaking myself out of my infatuation.
//I can't wait to find out what he meant by this!//
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><<drop $valentine "Today" 1>>
<<if $valentine.has('HarrasserHookup')>>Grabbing my hand and leading me outside to the parking lot, the stranger I had just met at the party was eager to make use of my body.
He was a man with a plan, and his plan involved me bringing him pleasure.
Reaching a car in the corner of the parking lot, he was quick to give his first command:
<<s stranger>>Get inside, time for you to show what you're good for.<</s>>
<<link "Time to play" "Valentine Harrasser Hookup">><<add "open" 5>><</link>>
<<elseif $valentine.has('EricHookup')>><<light Eric>>, ever the sweet person, held my hand and walked alongside me to his car, where he gracefully opened the door for me to climb in.
Who would have expected such a romantic end to such an evening?
Climbing in himself, he drove us for the next 15 minutes out of town, a serene calm surrounding us as we left the loudness of the party behind us.
Reaching the location of a beautiful view, secluded from other cars or any unwanted attention, he turned off the car and calmly turned towards me.
<<s Eric>>Every since I started driving, I've always wanted to bring someone here. I am lucky that person is you.<</s>>
He was sweet, maybe the sweetest person I have known in my life. And he was into me.
I smiled at him.
<<s Author>>I am lucky to have been brought here by someone as sweet as you, Eric.<</s>>
<<link "Time to play" "Valentine Eric Hookup">><<add "Eric" 5>><</link>>
<<elseif $valentine.has('YaraHookup')>>The silent flirtations of the evening had passed. It was time to move to action.
As I approched my athletic friend, she ravished me with her eyes.
<<s Yara>>You're a bigger prize that anyone else here.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Oh? That's all I am? A competition and a prize?<</s>> I teased her.
<<s Yara>>I'll let you know how it feels to be prized by me. And I know just the place to help you feel that.<</s>> She announced, eager to get the party going.
<<link "Time to play" "Valentine Yara Hookup">><<add "Yara" 5>><<add "bisex" 2>><</link>>
<<elseif $valentine.has('EvaHookup')>><<light Eva>> and I started walking away, both eager to leave this place and just be in each other's company.
<<light Yara>>, standing to the side, saw us walking out together yet remained silent as she saw us heading out hand in hand. I didn't care who saw us anymore, we were about to have our own nightcap.
Taking an uber, she had us both go to her place and her room, a soft smile finding home on her face as she seemed thoughtful.
<<s Author>>Is everything okay?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I'm just happy about how the night turned out, my Date.<</s>> She said, giving extra attention to the last word.
I was happy too.
<<link "Time to play" "Valentine Eva Hookup">><<add "Eva" 5>><<add "bisex" 2>><</link>>
<<elseif $valentine.has('YaraEvaHookup')>>Joining my two friends, all three of us headed deeper in the school, surpassing a distracted <<light Bekham>>'s defenses and delving deeper into the beautiful unknown, led by <<light Yara>> to a secluded part of the lockers, where we'd be able to have our private play.
<<s Yara>>Are you doing okay, Eva?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Yeah... Fuck men.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>No! I never do. These assholes don't deserve any of us.<</s>>
Thoughtful <<light Eva>> spoke up:
<<s Eva>>You're right. None of them do.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>But you know who does deserve us?<</s>> She asked.
<<light Eva>> looked up.
<<s Yara>>We do.<</s>> She leaned in for a kiss, catching <<light Eva>> off guard.
<<link "Time to play" "Valentine Yara Eva Hookup">><<add "Eva" 5>><<add "Yara" 5>><<add "bisex" 2>><</link>>
<<elseif $valentine.has('JeromeHookup')>>The arrogant black guy was excited about what was to come, grabbing my hand and taking me away, deeper inside of the school.
His dominant demeanor left sweet tingles inside of me as he led me through the silent corridors, wanting to make up for the lost oppportunity to be with his girlfriend on this lovely valentine evening.
There wasn't going to be anything lovely about our naughty encounter, as he pushed in the doors of some toilets, eager to make use of my body in such a dirty location.
<<link "Time to play" "Valentine Jerome Hookup">><<add "bbcworld" 2>><<add "Jerome" 5>><</link>>
<<elseif $valentine.has('BekhamHookup')>>My professor had a dark side. Of that I was sure.
And it felt like now was the time for me to discover just how dark of an imagination he had.
Turning all the way around the school, he used his keys to get us back in from the other side.
I thought to where he might be taking us, before he spoke up.
<<s Bekham>>I won't be taking you home. My office will just do.<</s>> He announced, leading me through the corridors to said office, not wanting to wait for the road to take me where he wanted to... Take me.
<<link "Time to play" "Valentine Bekham Hookup">><<add "Bekham" 5>><</link>>
<<elseif $valentine.has('SamuelHookup')>>The arrogant <<light Samuel>> didn't need to be told twice to take me away, as he led me outside, typing a few words on his phone.
As he did that, my eyes caught <<light Eric>>'s, who watched as his rival took the girl he was fawning over away from the party.
Why does this turn me on?
<<s Samuel>>There. Date has been dealt with. Now let's deal with you.<</s>> He announced as he took me to his car, going to the driver's seat and heading on his way.
<<s Samuel>>Gosh you're fucking hot in that dress. I can't wait to see you without it.<</s>>
<<link "Time to play" "Valentine Samuel Hookup">><<add "cuck" 2>><<add "bbcworld" 2>><<add "Samuel" 5>><</link>>
<<elseif $valentine.has('JasminJeromeHookup')>>The loving couple had found a third. And they were ready to open a private party, right here at the school's lockers.
The heat of the moment, the excitement of a threesome that awaited, the naughtiness of this idea that they had definitely shared long ago, just added to the intense feelings I was having.
<<link "And it was time to play" "Valentine Jasmin Jerome Hookup">><<add "bisex" 2>><<add "Jerome" 5>><<add "Jasmin" 5>><</link>>
<<elseif $valentine.has("Leo Hookup")>><<light Leo>> had found himself a partner to dance with tonight. Grabbing my hand, he led me across corridors to a studied destination.
<<s Author>>Where are you taking me?<</s>> I was weirded out by his purposeful walk.
<<s Leo>>You'll see.<</s>>
Soon enough, we reached the teacher's lounge, a room that we usually are not allowed to visit.
He opened the door.
<<s Author>>It's not locked?<</s>>
He smiled at me.
<<s Leo>>No. That's what you get for hanging out with me, I know the whole school by now.<</s>> He smiled, before dragging me in.
<<link "Time to play" "Valentine Leo Hookup">><<add "Leo" 5>><<add "open" 2>><</link>>
<</if>><<pichead "valentine/car-parked.jpg" "Our romantic night">>He was not the gentle lover that wanted this valentine to be special, to share a moment of passion and understadning with a sister soul.
He was a pervert that wanted to see me humiliated and demeaned as I serviced him dutifully and brought him pleasure in his dirty car in the parking lot of our school.
He was forceful, and something in me liked the way he treated me, despite it being far from what I expected my night to end up like.
He slid next to me in the backseat of his car.
It might not even be his car for all I knew, but he was ready to make use of it, as we both were seated on these back seats, the place cramped.
That tight space only added to the perversion of the whole situation. It was bad enough I had ended my valentine with such a stranger, I was also doing it in such a humiliating location?
He lowered his pants, and then his underwear, revealing his already hard cock poking through the forrest of pubic hair.
<<s stranger>>Get to work.<</s>>
All the seduction he had made was knowing how to dance with a horny person like me, and yet here I was in the backseat of his car ready to put all care aside, all romance in the garbage, and succumb to my lust.
And it turned me on.
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I lowered myself, his hand neatly placed on my neck as he helped my head down, and took his penis in my mouth.
No foreplay, no tasting, just sucking.
And I sucked.
I got to work on that penis, staring at the hairy pubes as they got closer and then further with each up and down motion. My head movement was met with appreciative moans of approval as the man took pleasure in my oral skill, despite me doing the bare minimum.
Turning my mind off and following his orders, I relaxed, used more tongue, slurped on it. Got lower.
I just followed his hand and its lead, helping me in my bobbing motion and guiding me through the process.
He was a stranger, and I was sucking him off in the backseat of a car in the parking lot of my school, where I had hoped to become prom queen by the end of the school year.
And he tasted bad.
It wasn't a romantic cap of the evening for a romantic event. It was pure, unadultered sex.
<<s stranger>>Fuck you're good.<</s>> Came his voice in a husky whisper, a praise that gave me satisfaction.
If I was going to be doing this kind of things, at least let me be good with them!
And I bobbed, and I serviced, and my spit kept flowing and covering his cock, sliding down to his hairy balls.
Removing his hand, he allowed me to continue my work unsupervised. And the choice was mine on what I wanted to do.
<div id="choices"><<if $subdom gte 0>><<link "Slow down">><<add "sexskill" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<picmid "valentine/harrasser-slower.jpg">>Finally feeling comfortable enough to slow down, I maintained my winning technique but allowed for my movement to stop being so sporadic, so horny.
Shifting and slurping and allowing my tongue to play with the underside of his penis, I heard his moans grow.
Fast and furious didn't always mean effective.
As my technique improved, so did his moans, as he got close to his ultimate satisfaction at my masterful mouth play.
And he moaned. And he got closer, and it brought me joy to be able to have such an effect on a stranger.
And it slowly but surely got me closer to my goal. Even got him closer to his goal, but that didn't matter anymore.
I was being a dirty girl who went back with a stranger, I better finish that part.
And so, when he couldn't handle himself any longer, he came.
Hard.
And I started drinking and slurping and held my mouth around his tip, allowed my tongue to keep coaxing the delicious substance form its head, and kept receiving his sperm.
And it was tasty as it swirled across my mouth and as I kept drinking from it.
It was a great, beautiful, naughty, satisfying ending to a perverted dance. And I loved it.
<<link "Time to go home and sleep" "Management">><<sleep>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Slow Down" "I'm too submissive for that.">><</if>>
<<link "Keep pushing my limits. Blow him harder.">><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I didn't know who I needed to prove myself to.
He was a stranger, a person that I'll probably never see again, and yet here I was blowing him off and giving him a satisfaction and a pleasure that he probably didn't deserve.
And yet I explained to myself that I wasn't doing this for him. I was doing it for myself. I was doing it for my own satisfaction.
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I was choking and humiliating myself on a dirty cock with hairy balls for my own pleasure, right?
And yet I was happy, if that's what happiness was, as I kept bobbing my head up and down with gusto, a woman on a plan and needing to reach the beautiful ending that she was hoping would be hers.
The beautiful ending to a romantic valentine evening, right?
And I sucked, blew, slobbered and kept spitting on that cock that I needed to satisfy, the person's moans filling the backseat of the car where we were and urging me on, calling me names that drifted into the background, cancelled by the hazy noise of the party that I had left behind.
And I sucked and blew and slobbered like a horny bitch in need of her bone, in need to satisfy a stranger's bone, as my hand drifted down between my pants and played with my needy snatch.
He wanted me to suck, and so.
I sucked and blew and slobbered till his warning came a bit too late, his penis erupting in a fiery explosion, surprising me as I moved away, and continuing its assault of my face, painting my whore face with its white ooze, a dirty ending to a dirty blowjob, a whore whose one purpose for the evening was to humilate herself, and who accomplished that goal.
This is what happiness feels like, right?
I opened my mouth, tasting the last few spurts like a needy bitch in heat, because that was what I was.
And I liked it.
<<s stranger>>What a fucking bitch. I'll see you around, whore.<</s>> He kicked me out.
This is what happiness feels like, right?
<<link "Time to go home and sleep" "Management">><<sleep>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>❗
<<if $corruption gte 100>><<link "Let's ride him">><<add "sexskill" 3>><<replace "#choices">>I needed him inide of me.
I needed release of my own, and I needed that dirty cock to be sliding inside of me and to be giving me that feeling.
And I needed it to be dirty, digusting.
I hiked my dress up and I kept sucking him off, giving off lewd sounds as I went to remove my panties.
Seeing my activity, he decided to be a gentleman and help.
And he tore my panties down my legs and off, then gave my ass a powerful spank that drove me forward onto his cock.
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I moaned loud, and he laughed at my predicament.
<<s stranger>>Get on top.<</s>> He commanded with forceful diregard, and I jumped to follow that command, as I put myself above him.
This was the moment.
A romantic evening needed its romantic ending, as he removed condom from his pocket, opened it, and placed it on his cock below me...
And he pushed up, only lust on his mind, as his cock invaded my pussy.
And I lost my footing, and fell back down with him, his cock lodged deep inside of me.
And it felt odd, invasive, extremely perverted to be doing this in the backseat of a car.
Yet I was doing it.
And I was loving it.
And I needed more of him.
And so I started slowly going up and down.
Taking his length, and then letting it go.
Then taking it back again.
In and out he went, and moan after moan my voice got louder.
I didn't care about the location anymore. I didn't care who it was with.
Hell, I didn't even care if <<light Eric>> came and watched, or <<light Bekham>>, or anyone for that matter.
I needed release.
It was now a common goal, and we were both racing towards it, me jumping up and down and him matching my movements, driving his penis deeper in me and making me give off the most naughty of moans.
And we jumped and moved and grinded and played, and we were ejoying each other's bodies, as his hands went to the front of my dress and started pinching my nipples, eliciting loud, horny, slutty moans from me.
I was a toy for his pleasure, but a vocal toy who was finding pleasure of her own.
And I felt that wave of pleasure approach, wanting to crash over me, to engulf me.
And I wanted it to come as I rushed towards it.
<<s stranger>>I am close.<</s>>
So was I, and I needed it soon. I was running out of breath, the car's windows were turning foggy, the penis inside me was twitching and exploring.
He gave a big grunt, pushing upwards.
I jumped off, and kept playing with my clit, as he swiftly removed the condom and came over my belly, covering it with his sperm.
And I fiddled as he covered my hand and the bottom of my dress, and I fiddled as I watched his face contort in agonizing pleasure.
And I came too, my moans rising in the backseat of the car as his cock rested, still spurting its white liquid, at the door of my quivering snatch, and I loved the feelings.
He could've pushed back, a danger that I didn't care for at the moment.
Yet ever the gentleman, he didn't, as he kept rubbing his cock against the outside of my pussy, prolonging the feelings I was having and the naughty wave of pleasure that I was riding.
And I was happy to have found this dirty satisfaction, even if it was at the hand of a stranger... Or maybe because of it.
And I felt fulfilled.
Ever the gentleman, he grabbed my disguarded panties and gave them to me.
<<s stranger>>Time to go. Put these on.<</s>>
And I did, over my sperm-covered snatch, before adjusting my dress.
Ever the gentleman, he opened the door for me and spanked my ass to send me outside, and on my way to wherever I wanted to go. And I was grateful for it.
<<link "Time to go home and sleep" "Management">><<sleep>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>❗<<else>><<dark "Let's ride him" "Not corrupted enough">><</if>></div>The athletic <<light Yara>> was going to end her night with me, and I was eager to see where it would take us as I followed her across the deserted school corridors. Despite fighting against the feeling, I still felt like a prize that she had won, just as I felt I had won a prize of my own, as her hand playfully grabbed mine while leading the charge.
Into the locker rooms, and through a door to an inventory room, she smartly took us to a secluded location, one where we weren't going to be interrupted in, and one where she seemed quite comfortable.
Gymnastics mattresses lay on the floor as she pushed me onto them, before quickly following me down to kiss my lips and give me the loving she had promised me.
And I was quick to kiss her back, my energy matching hers as her smile grew in between the kisses.
<<s Yara>>You're so fucking hot.<</s>> She commented before going back in for a kiss, lips intertwined and fighting for dominion, and neither of us succeeding in our goal to control this interaction.
It was a battle of wills, and she knew it just as much as I did.
And she savored that feeling just as much as I did.
<<s Yara>>Ready to feel what it's like being cared for by me?<</s>> She asked, her hands slowly drifting downwards and exploring the hem of the dress I was wearing.
My hands had some explorations of their own to do as they slid under her top, their two destinations close.
<<s Author>>Babe I can take care of the both of us.<</s>>
They found their goal, grasping her heaving breasts and starting their handling of them, weighing them against each other and on their own. And her gasp was a satisfaction of its own as I smiled at her closed eyes and open mouth, the partner I have taken for the evening enjoying my playful game.
Yet she was playing a silent game of her own, as the distraction took my mind away from her explorative fingers, who slowly but surely rose the dress to my midriff before landing on my pussy through my panties, exploring the wetness I was feeling just there.
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And explore they did, as she softly rubbed against my panties, and slowly played with my inner thigh, one hand still holding my dress and still slowly hiking it up, and still wanting to regain control.
And still, despite knowing her plan, I faltered, as her fingers' explorations led her hand to the side of my panties, grasping it and moving it to give her easier access. Access that made me moan out underneath her, as she smiled at my needy face.
And her smile turned to determination as he used both hands to get my panties off, pulling at them to give herself free access to my treasure.
Wanting to have an attack of my own, I was quick to retaliate by removing her top, bringing it over her head and off, noticing that he had disreguarded any bra for the evening.
<<s Author>>Free the nipple.<</s>> I said, before reaching up my mouth and jailing said rosy nipple between my teeth, nibbling softly at it to pull a needy moan from her mouth, my fingers finding the other nipple and pulling at it also, a two-fronted attack that she wasn't impervious to.
As her moans rose, so did my passion for her toned, athletic body.
And I wanted it all to me, as my other hand grabbed her from behind, pulling her against my mouth and pinching fingers.
Aware of the trap I was springing at her, wanting to be just as attentive to my needs as I was to hers, <<light Yara>> got moving.
She did promise me care, and she delivered as her hands got to explore my pussy, and her mouth slowly lowered to stop my oral stimulation of her nipples to kiss my lips.
I reciprocated, falling for her tasty lips and wanting to taste them, as her fingers slowly started teasing my entrance, playing in and out as they kept their explorations to the outside, yet slowly invaded.
And I opened my legs without noticing what I was doing. And I was liking what she was doing to me.
And I kissed back with passion, wanting to show her that I liked what she was doing to me.
She kissed and played and kept me on edge for a while, playing with my pliable body and enjoying the moans I was pushing in her mouth. Moans I was freely giving.
<<s Yara>>Time to take care of that naughty pussy, don't you think?<</s>> Came her comment, before she dove down and spread my legs further, her lips finding mine in an explorative kiss at first, before her tongue came out for a taste. And then another. And then another.
And God did I like what she was doing to me, spreading my legs further, wanting to offer myself to her. To her care.
And take care of me she did, pushing her tongue against and across my folds, expertly exploring something she knew she had free reign over, a place she was confident in researching, her oral attention growing in passion and intensity, unafraid of traps as I opened up, moaning and gasping at her different movements.
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And she licked and played and toyed and discovered what made me twitch and used it even further, wanting to bring out the naughty emotions from me that I was unable to stop from revealing.
And she loved what she had found, and kept finding.
And I gave, moans, shouts, gasps, and deep breaths, until all there was to give was my ultimate satisfaction.
I came with a breathtaking orgasm, words eluding me, feelings overwhelming me, and emotions surpassing me, and it felt glorious.
Her expert tongue and smart attention to my needs kept me on edge and left me needy, and I was hooked on how she made me feel.
Yet soon after my high, I didn't find a low, as she continued her tongue activity against my still sensitive organ. I moaned, loud, a question to what she was doing.
<<s Yara>>Don't worry.<</s>> She looked up at me and spoke. <<s Yara>>Let me take care of you.<</s>>
Looking back down in a momentary respite, she was distracted as my pussy twitched in anticipation.
If there was ever a time to do something, now was it.
<div id='choices'><<if $subdom lte 0>><<link "Surrender to her expert tongue">><<less "subdom" 2>><<replace "#choices">><<picmid "valentine/yara-fingering.jpg">>I felt weak, and it felt really good to be taken care of.
I let the moment pass, watching her look at me, smiling wide and her words forming a beautiful naughty image in my mind:
<<s Yara>>You're so sexy when you're mine.<</s>>
And down her head went, back to explore my needy pussy and puching further than she did earlier, my sensitivity intensifying everything I felt, and doubling the pleasure I was receiving.
And I moaned, loudly, not caring anymore about being observed. That room was amazing, and her tongue was even more so, as he exploration was supplemented with fingers that went in too, searching deep for more mumbled appreciative words.
And I moaned these words, and thanked her and gasped at wat she was doing.
And she licked, sucked, invaded, and toyed with me. I was being taken care of, yes, but she's the one who deserved a prize for thw expert way she was playing with me.
And that prize was yet again fast approaching, my pleasure overwhelming me, stars spiralling around me as I saw them drift and turn in my head.
And I looked at them, my body floating on these beautiful horny clouds.
And I felt my horniness growing, growing, growing. A huge wave that rose and rose and rose.
And she flicked her tongue.
A button was pushed.
And I crashed alongside these waves of pleasure, my legs shaking as my ellicit moans rose multiple octaves.
The pleasure was unlike anything I imagines I could feel, and I basked in it.
She kept her tongue movement on that spot, prolonging the earthquake of pleasure that coursed through me. And I kept moaning and writhing and shaking.
And she smiled throuh her expert manipulation. And I smiled at the emotions I was feeling.
And slowly, the wave subsided as she went up to hug me, her breats pushing against my side as she held me there, and I hugged her back.
I felt fulfilled, satisfied with the feelings I was going through. And I smiled as I looked at her.
She leaned in for a kiss, and I reciprocated.
She hugged me and took care of me, a beautiful ending to a beautiful valentine.
<<link "Time to go home and sleep" "Management">><<sleep>><</link>>
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<<link "I need to return the favor">><<add "sexskill" 2>><<replace "#choices">><<picmid "valentine/yara-kiss.jpg">>I felt the need to return the favor, as I slid myself down the mattresses and drifted so that I faced her, then drifted some more as I put myself between her legs.
Looking up at her, I spoke: <<s Author>>It's only fair I return the favore, isn't it?<</s>>
My hands grasped the side of her pants, and pulled down, removing them alongside her panties, to reveal her shaved lips.
And the smell that was hidden inside. She was ready for wahtever I planned to do next.
I got her clothes off, throwing them to the side, before I moved my head forward, wanting to do some oral exploration of my own, as my tongue drifted across these lips for a first taste. Then a second. By the third, I was hooked, offering her oral submission as I started my assault of her sex, hoping to bring her the satisfaction that she gave me moments ago.
And I licked and attacked and fiddled and explored her beautiful folds, and it felt good to reciprocate and hear the noises coming out of her for once.
And she pushed herself against my mouth, looking to make use of my skill as she grinded herself against me, hoping to find some release of her own.
Soon, I no longer had to push my head up as she all but sat on my face, moving her pussy against my mouth and fiddling her clit with my nose.
A seat for her satisfaction, I didn't look like a prize. A prized couch perhaps. But I didn't care. I needed to bring her pleasure, and as her legs started losing control, I knew she was close to crashing in agonizing pleasure.
And I went for the assault, attacking her nether lips with mine as I pushed for a heavy oral expidition between her folds, her body writhing above me as she lost control and started moaning out her satisfaction, her face raised towards the sky and praising what I had done to her, and was still doing.
She was in pleasure, and I worked to make it last as much as possible, as I kept my tongue out, lodged between her lips and writhing just enough to keep the pressure.
Her moans proved she was loving the feeling, and I moaned back inside of her, smiling through the tongue-lashing I administered.
That high eventually subsided, yet the beautiful feelings remained, as she slunk down and hugged me. I moved my lips to hers, both of us sharing our tastes. That satisfying feeling remained with us, and I basked in it as our naked bodies gave into our hug.
And we liked what we had, a beautiful ending to a beautiful valentine evening.
<<link "Time to go home and sleep" "Management">><<sleep>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<if $athletics gte 30>><<link "Time for me to control this action.">><<add "sexskill" 2>><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<picmid "valentine/lesbian-fingering.jpg">>I might like being taken care of, the way <<light Yara>> wanted me to be taken care of.
But I also liked proving myself, and I needed to show her that I was a worthy oponent to her sexual deviancy.
And so in that one moment of distraction, I struck, a viper attacking its prey as I swiftly hooked my legs against hers and turned us around on the mattresses, expertly using my athletic prowess that I had started to discover to shift the paradism and be the one on top.
Our legs entertwined, I slowly started to move against her, rubbing my thigh against her pussy, and doing the same to myself.
I was deliberatein my motions, eager to move us both in the direction of mutual satisfaction.
And I knew how to get us there, slowly and surely moving on top of her in smooth motions, looking down at her as she took in the leasure I offered.
I moved back a bit.
<<s Author>>Take it off.<</s>> I ordered her, and to my surprise, she listened.
In my plank position on top of her, I saw as my naughty valentine sexcapade took off her pants alongside her panties, leaving her just as naked as I was.
And I hooked our legs again, going back to my naughty game of body motion, one that required strong bodies, and one that we both had the ability for.
And I played that game, confidently moving my body against hers and helping us both in that satisfying direction, pulling her horny strings and hooking them to mine, leading us both to the promised land.
<<s Yara>>Gosh you're hot above me like that!<</s>> She announced, looking at my body glistening with the sweat it was producing, softly dripping from the edge of my nipples onto her below me.
And she bit, grabbing that nipple with her teeth, giving me pleasure back as I writhed against her, pushing us both to higher feelings, and surely leading us towards the edge.
The dangerous edge.
I lowered my hand and hooked it against her pussy, pushing my fingers inside, as I kept fiddling against her, fighting her toying of my needy, heaving breasts.
And I fought against her while she pushed me just as much as I did her.
And we kept that dangerous horny dance, moving closer and closer to the edge, as her fingers found their way to my own pussy and went back to invading its sensitive folds.
And we looked each other in the eyes.
Our valentine conquest.
We both came in unison, our voices fighting the silence together, breaking the tension and merging in a beautiful horny symphony of relief and satisfaction.
We were deep in pleasure, and it felt glorious.
And our bodies kept pushing against one another as I slumped down on her, sweat merging as we kept our hands moving and fingers lodged inside, prolonging the beautiful shared feeling.
We kept riding that delectable wave, our eyes boring into each other, before we leaned in for a kiss, two lovers with a satisfying conclusion.
We kissed, and softly retreated from that satisfying high, as we smiled at each other, and happily moved to hug one another, silence slowly invading the space between us, leaving us in a coccoon of our own.
//What a beautiful valentine.//
<<link "Time to go home and sleep" "Management">><<sleep>><</link>>
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</div><<pichead "locations/locker.jpg" "The locker room">>
I watched as <<light Yara>> leaned in to kiss <<light Eva>>, their lips crashing and entertwining, a beautiful sight in front of me.
And when <<light Yara>> moved back to look at <<light Eva>> to make sure that she was fine with what was happening, my nerdy friend leaned back in for a kiss of her own, looking to reciprocate.
And they started their queer exploration of each other's bodies, their hands drifting as their mouths kept the contact, only broken by a stray tongue looking to cross the border between them.
The passionate kiss grew in intensity, their hands holding one another as they slumped down on the bench below them, looking to keep their exploration.
<<light Eva>> stopped for a bit to look at me, and <<light Yara>> was quick on cue to bring me down and have me kiss her, as I allowed myself to join the two on the wooden bench, my lips pressed against my athletic friend's and our tongues drifting in exploration. Behind me, <<light Eva>>'s hands startled their exploration of the dress we had chosen to get together, her hands drifting to my front as they explored my belly and slowly made their way up to my breasts.
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I had some exploration of my own to do, as my hands started drifting up on <<light Yara>>'s body, choosing to land on the blazer she was wearing and removing it for her, moving behind her to let go of the blazer there, our lips hardly pressed against one another.
Next, button by button, the shirt started opening up for my adventuring hands, as our kiss stopped, and I felt <<light Eva>> on my back moving closer to me, pressing herself against me to lean in on her kiss with <<light Yara>>.
Sandwiched between the two beautiful bodies, one soft and one strong, I kept my mission to get <<light Yara>> naked in mind, as I drifted downwards and saw her revealed <<if $yaralingerie is 1>>blue lingerie. The one I chose for her.<<elseif $yaralingerie is 2>>black star lingerie. The one I chose for her.<<elseif $yaralingerie is 3>>striped lingerie. The one I chose for her.<<else>>striped lingerie. The one I chipped in to buy for her.<</if>>
She looked absolutely amazing in the bra, as I kept going at the buttons to remove her shirt, throwing it behind her.
I ate her up with my eyes, as my mouth watered at the beautiful sight in front of me, and I was ready to pounce.
Except that she had different plans for what was to happen next, her hands hooking my dress and slowly pulling it up, aided by my other friend from behind and leaving me in only my underwear.
<<if $valentine.has('flowery dress')>>My flowery dress thrown aside, <<elseif $valentine.has('red dress')>>My red dress thrown aside, <<elseif $valentine.has('yellow dress')>>My yellow dress thrown aside, <</if>>they both got to work kissing my curves, <<light Eva>> finding a perfectly sensitive spot on my neck while <<light Yara>> went to my breasts in her oral exploration, their tongues overpowering my senses and the doubled attention bringing me great pleasure.
Pleasure I leaned into, raising my head high as I moaned my appreciation of this duet of love, smiling at the beautiful sensations I was feeling.
<<light Eva>>'s soft nibbling was so sweet, a beautiful calm attention to an eregenous zone, while <<light Yara>>'s activities were more forceful, grasping my breasts as she explored their revealed spots through my bra.
Soon after, <<light Yara>> halted her exploration of my body, switching her attention to the petite friend behind me.
<<s Yara>>It's quite unfair that you'd be the only one still fuly clothed, don't you agree?<</s>> She stood as she spoke, moving towards doe-eyed <<light Eva>>.
Reaching my friend and putting her hand against the bottom of her <<if $valentine.has('checkered')>>checkered dress,<<elseif $valentine.has('punk')>>punkish skirt,<<elseif $valentine.has('frenchie')>>frenchie skirt,<</if>> and lifting till the garment was off, revealing her underwear before moving and taking the top off.
There was <<light Eva>>, now in her underwear, kneeling on the bench in front of me, when I moved in to kiss her, hooking my hands behind her and unlacing her bra. Behind me, <<light Yara>> was doing the same to my bra.
I worked my friend out of her bra as I was worked out of mine, our kissing turning passionate, when I noticed that <<light Yara>> next to me had been left out, and turned to address the issue, kissing her belly as I moved my hands behind her to unhook her bra as well.
<<light Eva>> moved her head up and joined <<light Yara>> with kisses and nibbles against the ear, as their passionate moans rose above me. My searching hands were finally able to get my friend out of her bra, before I moved to work on her exposed nipples, hard and staring right back at me.
One between my pinching fingers and the other in my needy mouth, their stimulation started bringing me lovely noise from <<light Yara>> straight into <<light Eva>>'s mouth.
All decorum was gone, all hiding and playful game forgotten behind us as soon as we got into this deserted locker room.
Something about this whole thing screamed naughtiness, screamed odd and weird, yet we were committed to see it through.
And see it through we did as our game heated up and our kisses turned slobby and passionate, three naughty girls in their underwears looking to enjoy their time together.
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Our sexual exploration grew, as each of <<light Eva>> and myself discovered one of <<light Yara>>'s breasts, nursing her nipples as we looked at each other and our friend's reactions.
My fingers which so far had been resting against her back slowly started drifting downwards, hooking the panties I chose for her and slowly pulling them down.
The naughty treasure was about to be revealed, panties slowly lowering to show a landing strip that led all the way to needy lips, that I immediately got to work on, eliciting moans of pleasure from my domineering friend and bringing me pleasure to watch.
<<light Yara>> was quick to give her order to <<light Eva>> in between needy moans, eager to return the favor to me.
<<s Yara>>Take her... panties off.<</s>> Came her request in between sporadic moans, obeyed by our nerdy friend, who quickly moved behind me and started lowering my own panties to the ground below me.
<<light Yara>>'s moans were soon matched by my own as <<light Eva>> slid her fingers into me from behind, her rhythm overpowering my action on our athletic friend's lower lips. Above me, the two of them were kissing passionately as they each worked me from one side, one using my mouth and the other entering me from my kneeling position.
I rocked back and forth between their supple bodies, pushing myself onto the fingers behind me and licking the pussy in front like my life depended on it, searching for the treasure trove inside.
And that movement lasted for a while, until their passionate kissing turned to heated open-mouthed tonguing, <<light Yara>> moving from her position to behind me as she got to work removing her friend's panties, the only piece of clothing left worn.
<<s Eva>>What are you?<</s>> Her breathless question came answered when <<light Yara>> pushed her down to lie on her back on the bench, before hooking her leg above her to get a pleasure of her own.
<<s Yara>>I need your tongue against me.<</s>> Came her reply as she lined her pussy with our friend's mouth, her position giving her full control over the speed of the encounter.
<<s Yara>>And you, my nipples.<</s>> Came her request (or order) to me, as she started playing with them in anticipation, <<light Eva>> already at work against her.
<div id='choices'><<if $subdom lte -5>><<link "Follow her command">><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "Yara" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "evasub" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I wanted to bring pleasure to my friend, give her what she needed.
The master behind this whole plan needed to be attended to, and both of us had to help her with this, to get her to where she needs to be.
And so, while <<light Eva>> laid underneath her licking away at her snatch, smoethered between her athletic thighs, I got to work on <<light Yara>>'s breasts. Sizable despite her being a sports girl, I had them both at my disposal to suck and explore, grasping each while I nursed on the other.
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The moans that <<light Yara>> gave were an absolute joy to see, as our combined efforts got her closer and closer to the edge, each pleasuring her in our own way, trying our best to heighten her pleasure.
I had my hands full (literally) working on her heaving breasts, pinching and kissing and sucking and gnawing, trying my best to help her on her way to her orgasm, as my nerdy friend dutifully suffocated between her legs, trying to lick her way to the honey that awaited her.
And so, with our combined efforts, we soon heard <<light Yara>>'s voice raise in moanful appreciation as we got her past the point of no return, bringing her the pleasure she seeked ever since she got to the party.
Her moans eventually subsiding, I had to get a pleasure of my own. And she helped me with it, leading me over our friend's petite nerdy body and putting me on top of it in a 69 position, our mouths right in front of our targets.
And we got to work almost immediately, a fight to get the other over the top the fastest. And the race raged on as we moaned into each other's pussies, puching one another to the limit of our abilities.
<<light Yara>> saw that <<light Eva>> was losing this fight, already tired to have serviced her, and helped her with me, her fingers finding my wet hole and sliding inside while my petite friend got to work on my clit, flicking and licking it to bring me my needed, lbeti distracting, pleasure.
I was keen on returning the favor, as I sucked on <<light Eva>>'s engorged clit, my fingers moving to find their way into her pussy too. An escalation that could only lead to one place, our lovemaking carried us across the finish line, all three of us working to reach that beautiful destination.
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In unison, we crossed the threshold, our cries and moans merging into the locker room, echoing through as we found ourselves filled with the pleasureful feeling of satisfaction we got. We were triumphant in our seeking for pleasure, a great ending to a perfect valentine.
<<link "Time to go home and sleep" "Management">><<sleep>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Follow her command" "Not submissive<img src='images/icons/sub.png'> enough">><</if>>
<<link "Eva probably needs some attention">><<add "Eva" 1>><<add "evasub" 1>><<less "evasmarts" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>I think someone else needs my attention.<</s>> I announced, the initial target of this whole plan what I had in mind, as I moved behind <<light Yara>> and between our friend's legs, spreading them to give me full access to her beautiful treasure trove.
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And I immediately got to work sucking and licking at her pussy as she continued her work between our athletic friend's thighs, our lovemaaking intensifying as our licking became more frantic.
The view I had was glorious, as between my friend's legs I could see her pouty lips calling for my attention, but could also witness <<light Yara>> from her back, her athletic body smothering the petite nerd underneath her. Her back flexed and stretched as she received beautiful pleasure from her friend, her own finger finding their way to her chest as she played with her breasts, elevating her pleasure.
This gave me an idea as my hands rose to grasp <<light Eva>>'s nipples, heightening the pleasure I was bringing her as my mouth continued its work on her pussy, exploring her folds with a tongue that strengthened and released, expertly bringing her closer and closer to orgasm.
Yes, I was improvising, but it came naturally to me. It did so for all of us, as both of my friends slowly but surely approached their release, <<light Yara>>'s humping movement growing frantic and desperate, her muscles flexing as I admired their beautiful movement above my friend. The thighs contracting as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her, her back muscles arching when <<light Eva>> did something right. There was a real pleasure filling me from watching this beautiful body at work.
My tongue flicked on <<light Eva>>'s clit, and without warning, her legs snapped around me, holding me in position.
<<s Eva>>Yes. Right there.<</s>> Came her desperate cries, asking me to continue my assault on that sensitive spot.
Who was I to deny her such a request? I got to work licking her clit, my hands unable to reach her breast anymore and instead moving to hold her legs up between my neck, a beautiful necklace of soft flesh that required attention. And attention I gave them, rubbing them as my tongue kept its motion on that specific button, wanting to get my friend to that beautiful endzone.
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Moans rose as they both got there, finding the ultimate pleasure they were searching and crossing that finish line with flying colors. <<light Eva>>'s legs closed on me even tighter as her orgasm coursed through her, my tongue still in position to prolong the feelign as much as possible, and my hands holding onto her chocking legs. I could feel the tension coursing through her body, and as I looked up, notice that the same was happening to our athletic friend, all the muscles on her back contracting in orgasmic release, a pleasure heightening and crossing its breaking point.
And that's how we spent the next minute, both of them in orgasmic sexual delight, as their bodies tensed and relaxed in unison, like a marathon that they just finished.
<<light Yara>>, ever the athlete, wanted to keep going after her sexual race. Her eyes turned to lock on me, wanting to bring me across the finish line too. And so she moved with sultry, studied movements, to behind me. Still lying down on all fours, tasting <<light Eva>>'s beautiful nectar, I saw as she got behind me and straddled me, her fingers finding my wet hole and sliding in expertly without much challenge. And so the rocking motion started, as her fingers moved with her body, sliding in and out. Her hand on my hip, my athletic friend controlled my movement, sliding me back and forth against her hips and the fingers jutting out in front of her.
And I followed her commanded movement, back and forth. In and out. Gasp after gasp, as her fingers kept exploring and drilling me in a deliberate motion.
My mouth releasing my nerdy friend from her delight underneath me, she slide lower until she became right underneath me, looking me in the eyes. And she kissed my lips, my moans merging with hers as I got expertly fucked on my friend's fingers.
Our entertwined lips muffled my pleasureful sounds as the sensations rose through me. It further silenced me when <<light Eva>>'s hands found my breasts, pinching my hard nipples and eliciting sweet moans from me.
Their double assault was having its intended effect on me, as both of them brought me closer and closer to my own orgasm, to my own finish line.
And they urged me on, their voices slowly bringing me closer and closer to orgasm.
<<s Yara>>Yes, that's it girl. Come for me. Come for us.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Come on <<print $name>>. I need you to come for me. Come on.<</s>>
Their urging, combined with their expert efforts, soon helped me across the beautiful finish line, my moans rising and trying to break free from the kiss that <<light Eva>> was back to impose on me, my rocking motions on <<light Yara>>'s fingers growing extremely frantic and going all out of rhythm as my pussy twitched around them looking to tighten the grip they had.
And I moaned and thrashed, waves of pleasure crashing through me as I came between my two friends, enjoying the effect they were having on me, and thankful for their help in such an experience.
The beauty of the moment lasted, as all three of us lay down and rested for a while there, relaxing on the wooden bench after our intense love-making, laughing at each other and taking in the effect of the evening.
What a beautiful ending to a beautiful valentine!
<<link "Time to go home and sleep" "Management">><<sleep>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<if $subdom gte 5>><<link "Better put Yara's mouth to good use">><<add "subdom" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "sexskill" 2>><<replace "#choices">>She might have been the mastermind behind this whole plan, but what she didn't know was that she herself was being played by me as I got her exactly where I needed her.
I got in front of my athletic friend, ready to spring a trap of my own, as I got to kissing her passionately, our bodies above that of our nerdy friend, embraced in beautiful lovemaking.
And that kiss slowly turned into her head being puched down to nibble on my neck, before being lowered even more to suckling on my tits as I moaned out, tables already turned on my domineering friend without her noticing it.
And down and down it went, to beneath my breasts and across my belly, all the way down as I laid on my back on the bench to between my legs, her lips exploring my own folds as <<light Eva>> explored hers.
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I laid on my back, legs hooked behind my athletic friend's shoulders, as I got her to work on my pussy, bringing me the pleasure I required while our nerdy friend got to work on her.
My own hands moved up to my breasts, kneeding and pulling on my nipples as I started enjoying my friend's tongue against my pussy, happy with the position I had found myself in, being serviced by the person with a plan.
The plan that eventually serviced me most.
And I smiled at the predicament of that naughty girl lying between my legs, who hooked themselves behind her back and rested there, my approach to the beautiful orgasm I needed for myself after that long night rapid and delectable.
As I raced to the finish line, so did <<light Yara>> against her friend's expert tonguing, her angle forcing her to let go control, seized by our naughty nerd as she placed her hands against her tight ass and pulled her against her, controlling the motions and making sure she worked correctly on her folds.
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And so, with that expert tonguing and my hands pinching and kneeding my nipples, I felt myself tighting up against my atheltic, sexual friend's head, rushing across and beyond that beautiful final orgasm, eager to be enjoying that finish line.
And it felt glorious as I shook against her, smiling and moaning out to the empty locker room, her relentless mouth work carrying me across the orgasm and prologing it the best it could.
<<light Eva>>'s work continued too, as <<light Yara>> eventually had to let go of my snatch to moan into the bench as our friend kept bringing her closer and closer to orgasm.
The moans grew, and I found that I needed to do something of my own, <<light Eva>>'s pussy neglected for too long.
<<light Yara>>'s moans still carrying across the empty lockers, I moved to between <<light Eva>>'s legs, sitting on the bench between them and straddling her, as my fingers found her wet hole waiting to be plowed.
And they got to work, strong and at attention, to help bring her pleasure of her own, my back and forth motion fucking her with deliberate strokes, my other hand finding one of her breasts and kneeding at it, pinching her nipple.
As <<light Yara>>'s moans rose an octave, her pleasure intensifying and approaching the finish line, I could hear <<light Eva>>'s muffled ones slowly rising to meet them, both of my friends close to their release as my rocking motion slowly started distracting my naughty nerdy friend.
And back and forth and in and out the motion went, steady, calculated, deliberate, as the moans grew and grew and grew, all before <<light Yara>> couldn't handle herself anymore and cam all over <<light Eva>>'s mouth, her body tensing in pleasureful release as she was brought to a satisfying conclusion.
The petite nerd behind her kept holding on to her taught ass, her mouth still moving against her nether lips and her nose still burried in her snatch, as my movement picked up pace. I needed her to cum for me, and I was going to get her there soon.
And so my motion raised in intensity and my commitment to see this through grew, slowly but surely stringing my nerdy friend along the journey as her tonguing relented over our satisfyed friend, and her moans now released from their confined prison between <<light Yara>>'s legs rose unobstructed across the empty room, her appreciation to my movement clear.
Pump. Pump. Pump.
In out. In out. In out.
The motion carried, faster and faster, as her moans rose, higher ang higher, until...
<<s Eva>>Fuckkk<</s>> Came the shout of release as my nerdy friend crossed her line and came al over my fingers, her pleasure reaching its tipping point and her body heaving and tensing with the pleasure of her beautiful release.
I smiled as I saw her tense and release underneath me, happy to have helped her through this pleasurable state.
All three of us satisfied, sweaty, exhausted, laid on the bench for a short while, our intense workout now complete.
What a beautiful ending to a beautiful valentine evening!
<<link "Time to go home and sleep" "Management">><<sleep>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Better put Yara's mouth to good use." "Not dominant enough">><</if>>
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Here we were, in her room, laying down on her bed as we rested from that intense evening we just had.
The tension was almost unbearable, as we stared at the ceiling in silent anticipation.
This was a date... And we had made it to the bed... Yet neither of us was ready to make the first move.
And the chance might slip between our fingers without anyone doing anything about it.
And-
I felt her turn towards me.
I turned towards her too.
She spoke.
<<s Eva>>So.. I don't know-<</s>>
I couldn't handle letting this opportunity pass, and throwing all caution in the air, I leaned in and kissed her. Passionately.
I moved back and looked at her.
She looked back at me, her lips still slightly open in confusion.
She leaned herself back towards me and kissed me.
I kissed back, fire burning within and hoping to be released.
And our hands got to exploring, one of her hooking behind my head while the other found its way to my waist, both of mine going for a lower approach as one rested on her arm adn the other against her ass through the dress I had chosen for her.
And we got to work kissing one another, our passion exploding at the end of a very long date, hoping to reach a satisfying conclusion.
And kisses turned into open-mouthed tongue wars as our soft exploration turned passionate, wach hoping to explore more of the other. Our hands were at the forefront of that activity, their fingers finding edges of graments and hooking them away from our soft bodies, leaving us in only our underwear.
I looked at her soft petite body as she looked back at mine, and we were both eager to be taking this to the next step.
And so my hands raced to play with her breasts across the bra she was wearing, exploring her curves and pulling against her soft flesh. Hers were more tentative in their approach, as one hooked behind my neck to bring me in for more kisses while the other found its way behind me and to my ass, kneeding it with wanton abandon, grasping at it with unexpected force.
Yet I leaned into the feeling, both of us hoping to find more from our date than simple secrets and looking for satisfaction at the other's hands.
And our exploration continued, grew more bold and hopeful and intense, as our bodies continued their passioante dance, pinching and kneeding and pulling and twisting, moans slowly rising from our lips.
<<s Eva>>We need to keep calm, we don't want my parents to wake up!<</s>> She announced, her smile betraying her naughtiness as she leaned back to kiss me.
I pinched her nipple, eliciting a muffled moan from my friend.
<<s Author>>Shhh not do loud.<</s>> I berated her while laughing.
He was quick to retaliate, a spank on my ass coursing through my body, forcing a moan of my own out of my mouth.
<<s Eva>>Damn girl you need to calm down.<</s>> She joked back.
Our smiles carried our kisses as we kept exploring each other's lips, enjoying the softness of each other's company.
<div id='choices'><<if $open lte 30>><<link "Silent night">><<add "Eva" 1>><<add "smarts" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Not all happy endings needed to have a "happy ending".
Preferring to be calm and not push our luck with <<light Eva>>'s parents, we went for a more tame exploration of each others' bodies, kissing one another with passion and allowing our mouths to do the talking for us, our hands simply roaming in calm exploration across each others curves.
Her young petite body against mine, my hands were enjoying her smaller dimensions as I allowed them to discover across her underwear, loving what they were finding there and searching for more in this soft presence in front of me. Hers reciprocated, holding me tight as her lips played against mine in soft whimpers and tentative kisses, our bodies moving in unison as we got to work on one another.
The beauty of the moment was heightened by whispers that interjected our passionate kissing, as our mouths entertwined then seperated, allowing for these sweet words to escape our lips.
<<s Eva>>You're so beautiful tonight.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I'm so lucky to be ending the evening with you.<</s>>
Our confessions carrying us through the beautiful romantic emotions that were floating through us, and our hands keeping us tight against one another, we spent the night whispering our words and showing our appreciation, engaged in these lovely emotions that flowed through us.
I was loving what I was feeling, my body really responding to hers in our silent motions, and eventually drifted off to sleep in her kind arms.
The next day, I woke up and headed out, getting home early to change before a long school day that awaited.
<<link "Go home and prepare for school" "Management">><<sleep>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Silent night" "Not pure<img src='images/icons/open.png'> enough">><</if>>
<<link "Let's explore each other more.">><<add "open" 1>><<add "sexskill" 1>><<replace "#choices">>My body pressed against hers pushed me for further exploration, despite the risk of being found out by her parents. As my explorative hands drifted underneath her underwear, hers reciprocated the movement, both slipping under my bra as they groped my heaving breasts.
And We kept our daring discovery of each other's bodies, my fingers slipping against her lips, searching across her wet folds for entry, and gaining it soon after, as I started fingering her to completion. Her hands, in turn, got to work on my nipples, pinching and kneeding them, before she chose to break the kiss to concentrate on getting nmy bra off.
Now revealed to her outside of their cotton confines, my nipples stood to attention, calling for fingers to work them. And her fingers found them, giving them the care that they implored, eliciting appreciative moans from me.
I got to work back on her, my fingers roaming deep inside of her, a motion that I maintained as I saw her writhe and twist above me, keeping the pressure against her in a come hither motion, bringing her closer and closer to the sweet orgasm that awaited her.
And she gave attention back, her mouth pressed against one of my breasts as a hand played with the other. The other hand slowly drifting lower as it got closer and closer to its destination, playfully approaching my spread legs as it travelled across my midriff and discovered my curves.
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The heat of the moment started slowly rising, spreading and spreading across us as our hands got to work on each other's treasure troves, calling for the other to orgasm and find the ultimate pleasure.
We got to work, playing with one another, slowly approaching that sweet destination, helping one another as our passion rose.
Her head moved up, and her lips found mine once more, both in a fit of passion and to silence the moans that were rising between us.
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And moans were whispered into each other's receiving mouths as our explorative fingers ignored the confines of the underwear and pushed deeper and deeper, in deliberate motions, rubbing and pulling the other closer and closer to her orgasm.
Approaching steadily, our calmness drifted towards whispered appreciations, steadily gaining intensity as we got to see each other receive that passionate release we were looking for.
And closer and closer we drifted, and further and further we pushed, until we could drift no more and fell down the beautiful passionate hole of release, letting go as our mouths opened together in stunned release, looking each other in the eyes as we crossed the threshold and dropped into pleasureful oblivion.
And our voiceless orgasm carried, spasm coursing through us as my fingers and hers kept lodged in their enticing motions, ou pussies tightening against the intruders as they kept their sweet motion, prolonging the silent, beautiful orgasm that built in us, our bodies pressed against each other in tighteneed appreciation and breathless embrace.
Our passion grew and flourished inside of <<light Eva>>'s room, as we got to and beyond that beautiful release.
What a beautiful ending to a beautiful valentine.
<<link "Time to go home and sleep" "Management">><<sleep>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<if $sexskill gte 10>><<link "Let's challenge her with an orgasm">><<add "sexskill" 1>><<add "evasub" 1>><<less "evasmarts" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Imagine coming this far and stopping simply because she wanted to remain silent.
I couldn't stay calm, and my naughty mind knew exactly what to do to challenge her resolve as I slowly drifted lower above her expectant body, my fingers trailing behind me as they drifted across it.
And slowly but surely, they found their destination, hooking themselves into my friend's panties and pulling them downwards to reveal the hidden treasure inside, her pouty, wet lips.
These lips called to me, as <<light Eva>> voiced her concern:
<<s Eva>>What are you doing?<</s>> Came her question in a breathless whisper.
<<s Author>>Shhh<</s>> I shushed her, before giving her lips a tentative lick. <<s Author>>Don't wake your parents.<</s>> I whispered as I saw her body react to my oral exploration.
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And I got to work, challenge issued as my mouth got to work on her needy snatch, my hands hooking themselves behind her ass to raise her even more towards me.
Her legs, drifting around my head, found their way behind me as I got to town on her needy core, tongue exploring asthe lips kissed and gave external attention.
And kiss after kiss were met with kneeding hands that held onto her shapely figure, pulling against her skin as they pulled moan after moan from her reacting body.
Slap! The spanking hand was met with supple flesh, as the noise rippled matched only by her needy moan rising through her.
I smiled into her pussy, deciding not to repeat the motion. It was only her moans that would wake her parents. That was the challenge that I intended to win.
And lick and kiss merged and flowed through me and into the spread legs in front of me, as I soon found her engorged clit calling to attention.
Slowly at first and then my movements intensifying, my tongue got to work on that pleasureful button, finding moans of appreciation from the nerdy body in front of me, challenging her resolve to maintain her silence.
Her appreciation of my action was obvious, as her moans broke through the silence surrounding us and heightened with each passing second, my tongue hard at work to bring her to and across the point of no return.
And closer and closer she drifted, her moans slowly rising and her words losing sense, as we approached that beautiful release.
Her legs tightened, pushing me against her, as my fingers grabbed her ass in wanton abandon.
And her shaking legs shook even more as I gave her my final push, licking directly on her button as I pushed her across the edge into pleasureful oblivion.
Her moans were nowhere to be found as she caught her breath, trying her best to remain voiceless as her whole body rose in tensed release.
And her open mouth made no sound as she tensed, her breath catching. Tense. Unreleasing.
And crashing down as her breath returned to her lungs, filling her vocal cords in a soft, prolongued moan of appreciation, that lasted as long as my tongue kept its grinding against her clit.
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And lasted and lasted, soft, almost impercetible, breathless appreciative white noise.
Beyond pleasure, beyond noise, her body writhed against mine as she flowed in and out of orgasm, her body twitching and tensing in the weirdest of rhythms, an appreciation growing and flowing through her.
And eventually, I relented, chalenge failed beautifully, as my lips seperated from hers and I rose with kisses across her heaving body, before reaching her breathing lips, and crashing against them.
And she smiled through her kiss, before eventually speaking.
<<s Eva>>Better luck next time.<</s>> She quipped, a beautiful ending to a beautiful date, as we slowly covered ourselves and drifted off to sleep.
I only woke the next day to the sound of chirping birds, weirded out by the prolongued sleep I had gotten. I headed out, getting home early to change before the long school day that awaited.
<<link "Go home and prepare for school" "Management">><<sleep>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Let's challenge her with an orgasm" "Not sexual<img src='images/icons/sexskill.png'> enough">><</if>></div>My professor was a domineering, takes-no-shit kind of person, who really liked to be in control of every encounter he was in. And while I had only seen that attitude in class, it was immediately made apparent when he reached his class, opening the door before ordering me inside.
<<s Bekham>>In. Now.<</s>> Came his prompt romantic request, pushing me softly in front of him before locking the door behind us, trapping us inside.
There was no reason for him locking the door, no one would wander this far into the school. but he did it anyway, and through it, showed me that he held most of the power, leaving me nothing.
And I felt myself falling for it, calmly afraid of what I had gotten myself into yet awaiting what might come out of it soon.
Having locked the door, he turned to look at me, almost challenging me to disobey, as he slowly lowered his hands to grasp his belt, calmly taking it off.
I maintained eye contact, a prey caught in the spider's web, its silk slowly enclosing on me as I watched in rapt attention at his deliberate motion to undress himself.
Swiftly, the belt slid through its holes and got removed, his hand jerking to allow him to hold both hands at once, a snapping sound coursing through my body as I couldn't stiffle a small jolt.
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I looked at him, as the fingers from the other hand got to work on the button holding his pants together, before lowering his zipper, allowing for the garments to slip down his legs.
A man almost as old as my father would've been now stood in front of me in a state of near undress, calling me over.
<<s Bekham>>Come. Kneel.<</s>> Came his romantic request yet again, ushering me closer and pointing to the space in front of him, his belt still in hand like a whip ready to strike.
I walked closer, before lowering myself to my knees in front of him, obedient as I looked up to him, the subject of his fantasies about to fulfill a wish of his.
And I knew this had a positive effect on him, as I saw his dick twitch through his underwear, sizeable and ready to burst out.
<<s Bekham>>Take it off.<</s>> He ordered, is hand on my head playing with my hair. Not as a romantic gesture, but rather to show who was in charge.
And he was in charge, and I followed his orders, my hands moving to pull down on his underwear, slowly lowering them to reveal his trimmed pubes, and long, veiny, girthy cock, strong and musky, a shaft of considerable size and weight.
And slowly but surely that underwear lowered, revealing more and more of his impressive size, until it all rose to glorious attention as it escaped its confines, my mouth immediately watering at the sight in front of me.
<<s Bekham>>Like what you see?<</s>> He remarked, before continuing, <<s Bekham>>I bet none of these wimpy students know how to handle a girl like you. Get to work.<</s>>
With his words came a motion from his hand that pushed me against his erect penis, lining my mouth with his head perfectly and pushing me on it slowly, its sizeable presence invading my watery mouth, delving deeper and deeper.
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There was no soft foreplay to the whole matter. There was a mission and I was he target. But then again, maybe this was the foreplay...
I sucked and licked as his cock pumped in and out of my mouth, his hand guiding my head's movements as his hips rocked back and forth in constant motions.
His expertise was evident in the way he handled himself, his self-control a true power as he kept his regular motion and goaded me further and further in my movements.
And I bobbed in return, wanting to bring him pleasure, wanting to prove myself to him, wanting to satisfy that man that was more than double my age.
And I bobbed and bobbed, pushing myself onto his sizeable cock, needing him to fill me and push my limits. Teach me how to take him deeper and deeper.
And he taught and I learned, as I followed his gestures and relaxed my throat at his command, and kept listening to the beautiful elicit moans rising through his mouth.
<<s Bekham>>What a good girl. What a good bitch.<</s>>
His praise sent tingles through me as I felt myself smiling onto his cock, happy to be receiving that positive reinforcement.
And I smiled and moaned onto his cock, and I bobbed and groaned as his rocking motion allowed for saliva to flow out, drifting on my chin and onto the floor of the office.
He was close to cumming, yet it seemed he had other plans in mind as he relented. And I had a choice to make.
<div id="choices"><<if $grade gte 80>><<link "Be a good student, go above and beyond.">><<replace "#choices">>I kept my position on my knees, looking up at him dutifully in a way I knew he'd appreciate. He looked down at me as I looked back up at him, my hands finding the hem of my <<if $valentine.has('flowery dress')>>flowery<<elseif $valentine.has('yellow dress')>>yellow<<elseif $valentine.has('red dress')>>red<</if>> dress and lifting it up all the way till it was removed, revealing my underwear and showing him I meant more than business.
His smile was wide, as he commented.
<<s Bekham>>You look good, kneeling like that in front of me.<</s>> Came his compliment that sent beautiful shivers of pleasure down my spine, happy to be pleasing him.
<<s Bekham>>Come, to the desk.<</s>> Came his command as he ushered to his cleared off desk, like a master would his pet.
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I was eager to obey, as I moved over to the professor's location, lying down on my back as ordered, at his disposal.
And he disposed of my panties, removing them in one swift motion without much flair, his fingers quick to explore my folds as they pushed inside, my moans rising as they went deeper and deeper.
He looked at me writhe underneath him as he stood between my legs, his fingers exploring my pussy and pushing deeper and deeper.
<<s Author>>Oh yes sir. Mmmm... Feels good.<</s>> I voiced my appreciation of his getures as his fingers slide in and out of me in slow, deliberate motions.
And in and out they went, exploring and invading my soft defenses, pulling moan after moan from my soft lips that voiced their pleasure, his eye staring at me, his masterful manipulations having a desired, commanding respect over my supple body.
In and out and away, as he removed his now dripping fingers from my hole. I looked up at him, a question begging to find itself to my lips answered before it even reached its destination.
His magnificent, hard cock was softly placed at my entrance, knocking and wanting entry.
He stared at me as his cock twitched against my nether lips, rubbing against them and threatening entry.
There was no threat, I was a willing subject of this invasion.
<<s Author>>Please...<</s>> Came my needy moan as I implored him to enter me, invade my body and make me his.
I felt so vulnerable underneath him, so weak. Yet I felt empowered by that beautiful release of control, that handing-over of power.
And my eyes begged him to bring me the satisfaction of making me his.
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And his cock slowly invaded, breaking my defences and slipping inside, breaking all my boundaries as I took him in, a complicit culprit to my own deflowering. And I smiled at him, happy to be taken by his magnificent cock, happy to be subjected to his powerful body.
And he took me, slowly at first, but then rising with control and firmness. He rocked back and forth, and expertly pulled moan after whimper out of me, as I became quickly overwhelmed with the feelings coursing through me, eager to be taken like that in the middle of his work space, willing to be humiliated at his hand for that sweet release. My legs hooked behind him, pulling him inwards as they implored him to push me further and further, his motions overpowering me and grinding into me with the force of a raging bull.
His conquest was absolute, as my moans raised unobstructed, his rocking motions expertly plowing through my defenses, turning me into a mess underneath him as I rocked back and forth, as I swayed under his powerful muscles, and as I moved with him in search for that sweet release.
And I rocked and moaned and softly whispered his name as he kept his expert manipulation of my body until I couldn't control myself any longer and came around him, my pussy gripping at his cock and not willing to let him go. And wave after wave of destructive pleasure crashed across me, my moans praising his body as I allowed myself to drift across these beautiful emotions.
He dislodged, and brought me down to the ground, on my knees in front of him, stroking his penis as he neared orgasm. Pump pump pump.
And As I saw it give its last twitch, I assaulted it with my mouth, tasting my juices around him before coaxing his sperm into me with my tongue, licking at his underside and bringing his white ooze into my tasting mouth.
And I delected in the copious amounts of sperm that invaded my senses, my mouth swallowing and my tongue tastng, as I allowed this beautiful nectar to flow inside of me, my head held by his domineering hand. I looked up at him, my eyes catching his, as he looked back down at me.
<<s Bekham>>You'll make such a good slut.<</s>> He complimented me as I stayed on my knees with his softening penis in my mouth, licking his underside and coaxing the last drops of tasty liquid out of him.
And licking and sucking, until eventually his cock softened and he pushed me back by my head. I kept looking up at him from my kneeling position.
<<s Bekham>>You did well.<</s>> Came his off-hand praise. <<s Bekham>>Now dress up, we need to leave.<</s>>
I followed the orders given by my professor, eager to please him even after our passionate session.
And I got dressed in my garments, ready to go.
<<s Bekham>>I can't wait to take this to the next step with you as my assistant.<</s>> Came his last remark before taking me out and into the chill February air.
//What a beautiful naughty ending to a beautiful valentine.//
<<link "Time to go home and sleep" "Management">><<sleep>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Be a good student, go above and beyond." "Grade is too low.">><</if>>
<<link "Follow his lead.">><<replace "#choices">>Looking up at the man standing in front of me, I kept my motion on his cock, bobbing back and forth as I took him in my mouth, stretching my lips to accomodate his size.
I continued that servicing until he moved back, giving an order that I dutifuly obeyed:
<<s Bekham>>On the desk, now.<</s>> He commanded, helping me to my feet and bending me over his cleared desk.
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Standing behind me, he had me bent over in front of him, still dressed. That was quickly remedied as his hands hiked up my dress and lowered the panties underneath, giving him unobstructed access to my fuckhole.
I moaned at his forceful manipulation of my supple body, as his fingers drifted their way towards my fiery pussy.
<<s Bekham>>You're wet like a bitch in heat.<</s>> He commented, his words stinging yet powerful, as he lined himself up against my entrance, ready to put himself in.
And he pushed forward, both of us slamming into his desk as his cock entered me with force, a passionate filling feeling engulfing me and bringing me beautiful pleasure.
His cock entered me, lodged deep inside, girthy and big, and took its space in my wet snatch, bobbing slowly as it situated itself.
Then it retreated, an intruder moving backwards, leaving... Then entering again, this time just as forceful as the first, an animal that is looking for sexual satisfaction.
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And a bitch in heat giving him that satisfaction, moaning appreciatively, as his cock slowly but forcefully started pistoning in and out of my love hole, a rocking motion that shook the desk, powerful thusts that took without remorse and left behind a panting needy bitch, moaning out her appreciation.
Thrust after thrust after thrust. Slowly but surely, his pace quickened as he took me from behind, a tool for his satisfaction that was being plowed like a common whore.
And yet I liked the feeling, and I appreciated the opportunity he was giving me.
He was more than double my age, yet he chose me as a device to get his rocks off for the evening. And I was grateful as my hole kept being filled by his magnificent cock, then emptied, the filled again.
And I moaned in appreciation and I looked in front of me and out into the open February air as I kept getting fucked from behind, a conquest for the evening that played games and found her answer. I moaned my appreciation, flowing back and forth, held by is powerful hands on my hips as they guided my movement.
Back and forth, in and out, and higher and higher my moans and his grunts rose, until he could take it no more.
He pulled out, hiked my dress even higher on my obedient body, and stared at my ass as he stroked himself to completion, his pleasure the only that mattered to him.
My hand jolted down to my snatch to give my clit the final flicks it required, hopeful to finding the sweet release of an orgas of my own.
Warm liquid came in bursts, covering my supple ass and back and slowly flowing down to the floor below, as I fiddled with my clit like a bitch in heat tring her best to find her release.
I was getting sullied by someoen who could be my father, and that thought pushed me over the edge, as I coursed through the emotions that rode through me and moaned out in delight, feeling the sperm covering my backside as I got my needed orgasm in front of my domineering professor.
Wave after wave of pleasure flowed through me, and I moaned in happiness.
A perfect ending to a perfect valentine evening. With my naughty professor.
I smiled to myself, before his command to get dressed and get going came to me.
<<s Author>>Yes sir. Sorry.<</s>> I subserviently said, rushing to put on my panties despite his dripping cum and readying to leave.
<<link "Time to go home and sleep" "Management">><<sleep>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<if $smarts gte 30>><<link "Cross the line, he'll like it.">><<replace "#choices">>I knew he preferred obedience, he preferred being in control of the encounters he had. It has always been apparent, in his classes nd now in the way he immediatey decided to take charge.
What he seemed to miss to understand was that I was just as much of a player in that game as he was, and I was the one who had sprung her web and trap, not him.
And so my web enclosed on him as my hands reached ehind him and held onto his shapely buttocks, my mouth keeping up with its bobbing motion on his engorged cock as it went up and down, pushing him towards a pleasure he was trying to avoid.
And up and down it went as his hands held onto my face, trying to slow my movement.
<<s Bekham>>What are you doing? Are you nuts?<</s>>
I stopped and looked up at him, temporarily releasing his cock from its fleshy prison.
<<s Author>>No sir, I'm just a woman in heat who wants your cum inside of her.<</s>> I announced, before going back to my wanton sucking and continuing my oral assault on his penis.
And up and down it went as his hands released their grip, him finally accepting his early fate as he rocked back and forth in unison with my movements. I smiled in my whorish movement as I hooked him exactly where I neded him, my motions now enhanced by his willing submission.
He removed his cock and slapped me across the face with it, looking down at me with disdain in my eyes.
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<<s Author>>Am I being a bad girl?<</s>>
Something clicked in him as he grabbed my face and powered his cock into my open mouth, poking my throat but not caring of the effect that would have on the young girl in front of him.
I shocked beautifulyy on his cock, and soon thereafter, he lost control, cumming inside of my mouth and finishing his night a little bit early.
I swallowed his white liquid with gusto, eager to show him that he wasn't a challenge to me, as I slurped his sensitive cock and made sure to lick every part of it clean. He grunted and groaned throughout the whole ordeal, slightly embarrassed to have lost his cool like that.
It was fun to see him in such an obvious state of distress.
I let his penis out with a pop as I sucked the last of his tribute with eager abandon, looking up at him with a naughty smile on my face.
<<s Author>>Thank you for the lesson professor, I really appreciate your help.<</s>> I announced while smiling, before standing and brushing my knees, heading outside.
<<s Author>>I'll see you around.<</s>> I naughtily added.
What a lovely ending to a beautiful valentine evening.
<<link "Time to go home and sleep" "Management">><<sleep>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Cross the line, he'll like it." "That doesn't sound like a smart thing to do...">><</if>></div><<pichead "valentine/car-parked.jpg" "Parked at a view">>
Here we were, <<light Eric>> and I, laying on the hood of the car behind us side by side as we looked out at a view of the beautiful town underneath, a small hub of flashing lights and life, all for us to see.
The streets were lit with the beautiful string lights that our town-city has grown famous for, and we could see our school where the party still raged from this distance.
It was a beautiful, serene, calm night.
<<s Eric>>I've always cherished this place. This was my parents' favorite spot. You know, before my father...<</s>>
<<s Author>>You never told me what happened to him. Or to you. What made you leave.<</s>> I calmly set, careful not to step on any toes.
<<s Eric>>I never found the way to share that news with you. And now definitely is not the moment for it. Being away taught me a lot.<</s>>
Willing to change the subject for his comfort, I bit:
<<s Author>>Like what?<</s>>
<<s Eric>>Like how to be independent. Living with my mom alone taught me how to care for myself and her. I was her rock just like she was mine.<</s>> He said, a smile forming on his face.
<<s Eric>>I also had to work to help with the bills. I didn't eat too much, which is probably why I'm that skinny right?<</s>> He joked, eliciting a laugh from me.
<<s Eric>>And I learned how to... Well I met a girl and she taught me...<</s>>
There it was. It was smooth of him, I'm not going to lie, but I figured he needed the right push, which I provided.
<<s Author>>What did she teach you?<</s>> I asked sweetly, looking him dead in the eyes.
<<light Eric>> looked back at me, probably evaluating the situation. I kept eye contact, yet softened my look, signaling my consent. He understood the sign and slowly leaned in for the kiss.
I leaned in too.
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Our lips touched, soft, tender.
They merged, pressing against one another and interlocking powerfully.
We moved back, looking at each other.
Unspoken words were being exchanged, before we leaned back again, this time our arms joining in and helping us in our work, moving behind the other to pull them in closer, our kisses growing strong and passionate.
And we kissed, and our hands roamed, willing the other to move closer, and we both pulled at one another trying to get the most out of the other person.
We separated.
<<s Eric>>Woah.<</s>>
<<s Author>>She taught you well. Let me teach you more.<</s>> I leaned back in, smiling through the kiss as I pressed my lips against his yet again, my tongue coming out to play as it poked his lips, calling his out to join it.
He complied, his tongue also separating his lips in search for mine, before our little tango started, our tongues swirling against one another in playful exploration.
We kissed, and our lips merged, as did our bodies who were now on top of one another, and we enjoyed this moment of beautiful perfection.
<div id="choices"><<if $subdom lte -10>><<link "Get on my knees and blow him.">><<add "sexskill" 1>><<add "Eric" 1>><<replace "#choices">>There it was.
The feeling of servitude, the feeling of wanting to please the other person.
The feeling of wanting to drop to my knees and offer him my mouth.
And I couldn't fight it.
I had to blow him, I needed to bring him pleasure like that.
And so I went for it.
Separating from the kiss, I laid him back on the car and knelt in front of him in my dress, my hands already reaching for his belt as I worked to get him undressed.
<<s Eric>>What are you doing, here?<</s>> He asked, looking around worriedly.
We were in the middle of nowhere.
<<s Author>>What, she didn't teach you about that?<</s>> I asked with a sly smile on my face, before unbuttoning his pants and lowering his zipper, my eyes drifting upwards as I stared him in the eyes.
I saw him shudder at that, and from the periphery of my vision I saw his dick twitch.
Smiling, I looked back down as my hands slowly lowered his pants, revealing the tight (and even tighter against his penis) underwear.
I smiled and touched him through the piece of clothing.
<<s Author>>Is that a valentine gift or are you just happy to see me?<</s>> I quipped, before my hand drifted across the penis to land on the elastic band that held up his boxers.
<<s Eric>>Mmm both?<</s>> He said without meaning either, unsure of how to answer my question. I smiled at him.
<<s Author>>I can't wait to taste that treat.<</s>> I said, lowering his underwear and revealing his average penis.
//It's a good thing he's not too big, wouldn't want to choke on it!//
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I grabbed it with my hand, exploring its dimensions as it stood to full attention, a respectable 5 inches long.
The prom date smiled at me as I slowly started stroking his penis, allowing my explorative hand to do what came naturally to it.
Up and down it went, gathering beautiful moans and groans from the man under its touch.
<<s Author>>Does that feel good?<</s>>
The dick twitched, giving me my answer.
<<s Author>>Sounds like it does.<</s>> I said, before giving it a tentative lick on the tip, tasting the sweet droplet of pre-cum that had formed at the circumsized head.
His moan told me he liked what I was doing, so I repeated the motion. And then I did it again. And again.
Until eventually I started liking his head as my hand held his shaft up for me to do my ice-cream routine.
Soon my licking turned into sucking of the head, my tongue still exploring that part of his member, before it slowly went further, my hand releasing the penis to allow for my oral work.
And I got to work, my tongue liking the underside before my mouth returned to suck on the head, slowly gaining distance as I alternated between liking and exploring the outside before sucking and trapping the member in my mouth.
Soon that game ended as I got to complete sucking, <<light Eric>>'s moans shifting to a steady, constant rhythm. He was obviously liking what was happening to him, and I was happy to be providing him with such a pleasure.
And I bobbed my head up and down, getting used to the motion and gaining confidence in what I was doing as his moans gained intensity and grew.
And up and down the motion went as my saliva dripped from his penis onto his balls, falling to the underwear and pants on the floor.
His moans of appreciation pushed me forward, eager to get the job done and get him to cum in this deserted public space.
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Eventually I felt him get close to orgasm as his dick twitches grew closer to one another and his moans became higher pitched.
He tapped me on the head, signaling,
<<s Eric>>I'm close.<</s>> He said, slipping his penis out of my mouth and rubbing himself to the side, not wanting to dirty me.
One pump, two, three, and he was cumming on the ground, his sperm dripping spurt after spurt onto the asphalt, his groans accompanying each spurt.
After around 15 seconds, his satisfaction came to a completion, his smile wide as he looked out to the distance.
I stood to lay on the car next to him, to the other side of the sperm spot he had created.
<<s Author>>Nice view huh?<</s>>
<<s Eric>>Not as good as the one I have.<</s>> He said back, looking at me.
<<s Author>>Ugh gross. Your dick is out.<</s>> I joked, kissing him on the lips.
I didn't think about the fact that his dick was in my mouth moments ago, and it seems neither did he.
<<s Eric>>That was amazing. Thanks.<</s>>
I smiled at him, as he put his pants and underwear on.
Beautiful ending to a beautiful valentine date!
<<link "Time to go home and sleep" "Management">><<sleep>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Get on my knees and blow him" "Not submissive enough">><</if>>
<<link "Frenching is where it's at. Light petting is the most that's happening.">><<add "arousal" 20>><<replace "#choices">>His hands on mine and mine on his, we continued our oral exploration of each other's mouths, our tongues interlocking and playing with one another as our hands roamed across the other's body.
And up and down they traveled, discovering the person in front of us, mine more daring than his but still tentative in their exploration nevertheless.
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I placed it against his chest, feeling his defined pecs and tracing their curves before moving to his muscular arms. I could feel his muscles were defined, probably because of how skinny he was, but could still appreciate what I had between my arms. As did he, his hands roaming across my belly and cupping the underside of my boobs, his thumbs drifting against them before retreating, then moving back in again.
And our kissing and manual exploration continued, tamed, tentative, soft. And we leaned into that beautiful, soft feeling, allowing ourselves this restraint and feeling comfort in it, as our hands kept their above-the-clothes exploration. My hands drifted to the front of his pants, as his moved upwards to cup my breasts. And we took a break from our breathing as we took a deep breath, looking into each other's eyes.
<<s Eric>>Are you fine with that?<</s>>
I bit my lip and nodded, before moving in to kiss him again. We traded passionate kisses for a few seconds before I moved back.
<<s Author>>Are you?<</s>>
His answer came rapidly. <<s Eric>>Yes.<</s>>
Our kisses continued, still intense, as our hands roamed once more, exploring the other's genitalia.
His penis was sizable, or at least it felt like that, trapped behind his clothing. My hand played across it, rubbing it through the pants and eliciting sweet moans from him into my own kissing mouth.
I traded moans of my own as his groping hands played with my nipples through the clothing, jiggling my breasts and overall enjoying my feminine attributes.
Soon thereafter, we decided to take a break from each other's bodies, drifting away from one another as our bodies struggled to separate.
Our eyes twinkled with passion and appreciation as we caught our breath.
<<s Eric>>Woah.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yeah. Woah.<</s>>
What a beautiful ending to a beautiful valentine date!
<<light Eric>>, ever the gentleman, took me home after a night of kissing and petting.
<<link "Time to go home and sleep" "Management">><<sleep>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<if $cuck gte 5>><<link "Let him pleasure me orally.">><<add "cuck" 2>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I needed to take things further, and I needed my release for the night, my hand drifting to the boy's head and pushing him downwards and away from our kiss, onto his knees.
<<s Author>>Show me what else she taught you.<</s>> I said, my hands drifting under my dress and lowering my panties to the ground.
My arousal was definitely evident as I hooked up the dress, giving him clear access to my waiting lips.
He looked at my glistening snatch before looking back up at me.
<<s Eric>>She didn't teach me that...<</s>>
I smiled at him.
<<s Author>>Allow me to teach you, then.<</s>> I reached to him and pulled his face towards my pussy, pressing him against me as his tongue drifted out to explore haphazardly.
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He obviously needed work.
<<s Author>>It's not an icecream that you have to lick all over. It's a precise thing that needs specific attention and care.<</s>>
At my orders, he started to drift his tongue up and down through the center, tenderizing my lips and slowly pushing them open. Up and down his motion persisted, and slowly but surely his pressure gained as he gained in confidence, my lips spreading, engorged, to welcome him in.
Up and down he went, methodological, precise.
Say what you will about the guy, but he sure is a good student.
I told him that, as he got excited with the praise, and drifted faster.
<<s Author>>Mmm yeah just like that. You're getting good at this.<</s>>
His answering words were muffled as I pressed myself against his face, laying on the car behind me as I looked up at the view below us.
I smiled, happy with his tongue and work, slowly rising towards my orgasm.
His tongue flicked exactly right against my button, and I shuddered.
<<s Author>>Yes. There.<</s>>
It flicked again, and I shuddered in response.
Again, this time more confident. And again I twitched, this time with a jolt.
And thankfully, he understood. And kept his cool, licking around and then on, then around and then on. And slowly but surely, I rose, rose, rose... Until I exploded, pulling his head in to keep the pressure of his tongue on my clit, my body jolting and twitching around him as I came with flying stars, surrounded by the emptiness of our secluded spot and the stars in the sky.
Real and fake stars merged in my head as my pleasure intensified, and my body jolted around in passionate satisfaction. And I moaned out for no one to hear, grinding myself against the head between my legs, as I came against him.
Eventually, the pressure subsided, and I got back to my senses, pulling my panties up.
<<s Author>>I can't wait to teach you more. Not that you need teaching.<</s>> I teased him.
What a beautiful ending to a beautiful valentine date!
<<link "Time to go home and sleep" "Management">><<sleep>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Let him pleasure me orally" "He's not cucked enough (5)">><</if>>
</div><<pichead "locations/toilets.jpg" "The romantic location">>I turned to look at the person who'd be using my body for the evening, planning to entice him to move further into the deserted bathroom with me. He surprised me by attacking my lips with his, the clash of our mouths leaving me stunned as he kissed me with such vigor I almost felt lightheaded, his hands roaming across my body and moving to hug me tightly against his body.
I moaned into the kiss as we traded saliva, our lips opening to welcome each other's explorative tongues. His strong lips pressed on mine, his body was in control as he carried me still with the kiss and pushed me against a wall, his hand roaming across the curves of the dress I was wearing and liking what it discovered, eventually settling on one of my breasts.
My encouraging moan was lost in the kiss, before he moved back to look me in the eyes.
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<<s Jerome>>Jasmin may be my regular bitch, but you'll have to work double time to make up for a lost opportunity tonight.<</s>> He announced, his eyes stuck to my lips before he moved again for a kiss.
I was the reason behind his regular bitch not being there, and I was soon to reap the reward for it. What a beautifully cruel world!
<<s Author>>I won't disappoint.<</s>> I promised before going back in for another kiss, my passion matched by his as our mouths explored one another.
His hand drifted lower, hiking my dress as it rose back up again, slowly but expertly revealing my pantied legs to the black hulk in front of me.
<<light Jerome>> halted the kiss to take a look at my body, liking what he was seeing.
<<s Jerome>>Let's see all of you.<</s>> He said before moving the dress over and away from me, revealing my nude body in her underwear.
I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror on the other side of the room, a naughty minx ready to be nailed in a bathroom on Valentine evening.
I looked back at him, seeing how he devoured my curves as he took me in.
His hands moved to undress himself, slowly taking away article after article of clothing, until he too was only in his underwear. I watched the whole process in rapt attention, taking in every muscle on his body and every flex of his well defined pecs.
Inside of his boxer shorts, his cock looked thick and long, taking up too much space as it grew sideways against his leg. I looked at the hefty member, and felt myself lick my lips in anticipation.
Our eyes caught each other.
Wordlessly, without hesitation, we moved closer, pursing our lips for a passionate kiss and putting our hands forward hoping for a touch or grab of the other person's fantastic body. And touch and grab we did, as our roaming hands explored, mine drifting towards his tight abdomen, playfully grasing against his boxer shorts, as his flowed towards my back, unclipped my bra and let it fall to the ground.
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I moaned into the kiss as his explorative hands expertly handled my breasts and started their manipulation of my sensitive nipples, rubbing them with passionate vigor and rolling them softly, taking my breathless little tensions as cues on how to proceed.
I needed to distract him somehow, and my hand made the decision for me, drifting lower to grab a hold of his heavy cock through his boxers, exploring its huge size and moving across it in fast and slow motions, rubbing the impressive size with fascination, moving to the head before drifting lower to the heavy balls.
Up and down the hand went, as he jiggled with my breasts and pinched the nipples. Rubbing and pinching, moan after grunt. We soon were ready for more.
<div id='choices'><<if $Jasmin gte 30>><<link "Act like Jasmin, be slutty.">><<add "Jerome" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "smarts" 1>><<add "sexskill" 1>><<replace "#choices">>A beautiful thought drifted through my mind as I looked at the impressive person in front of me. Changing my voice to match <<light Jasmin>>'s, I voiced out:
<<s Author>>Jerome, you hulk of a man, take me, make me your white slut.<</s>>
Vulgar language and everything, I made my request of him, smiling through it.
He responded after taking a moment to understand what I intended.
<<s Jerome>>Girl you might think you want to act like Jasmin, but you can't handle my cock like she does.<</s>> He issued his challenge, his piercing eyes staring through mine as I felt my confidence falter.
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<<s Jerome>>But you're welcome to try.<</s>> He announced, grabbing a hold of me and pulling me forward towards the sinks, planting me in front of a mirror as he lowered my wet panties and his own tight boxers, giving air to our heated genitals.
<<s Jerome>>Jasmin always likes to see herself get fucked. Nothing turns her on more than our bodies moving against one another, the contrast.<</s>> He explained, his cock teasing my entrance beautifully.
<<s Jerome>>She loves begging for my cock.<</s>>
He let that last statement fill the air, a pregnant silence waiting to be filled. Waiting for me to beg.
Was I ready to make that jump, to ask for his cock to slide deeper into me, to make me a slut just like <<light Jasmin>> was? Was I ready to push the limit of what I was okay with, to get fucked by the impressive masculine guy behind me?
I was.
<<s Author>>Please. Please fuck me with your cock, Jerome. I need it.<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>Jasmin taught you well.<</s>> Came his answer, reminding me of my friend. The one I fooled to get me here. The one I sent home just to be able to get a private taste of her lover's beautiful, black.
Cock!
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It entered me, a gliding motion that was welcome by my wet pussy. In constant, intense pressure, the big cock slid deeper and deeper inside of my snatch until it finally bottomed out.
I looked at the face staring back at me in the mirror, a red face with a half open mouth, invaded body in stunned silence as the cock entered it, deeper and deeper, exploring all there is to find. His girthy cock invaded my tight pussy, stretching the insides to fit its hulking form, hard and aggressive in the way it took up space.
And I looked at my face, taking the cock inside of me.
It was beautiful to see things like that, as the black body sliding itself against me dominated my peripherals, and I looked at the white reflection trap its breath in erotic anticipation of what was to come. <<light Jasmin>> was right to like it that way.
And soon, he moved back, hands still on my hips, before moving in again. Back and forward, his motion was rhythmic and calculated, a master at work, fucking me like he did his lover, showing e what I had been missing all this time, making me wish I never skipped and forgot about this beautiful experience.
And in and out he went, holding me in place as he drilled through me, my pussy opening up to welcome the intrusion.
And in and out he went, his thrusts jolting me as I looked at my reflection drift closer then further.
And in and out he went, his hands on my hips no longer restraining me, and allowing for my body to move with his, anticipating his movements and moving to match them, wanting to spread more and welcome even more into it.
And in and out he went and more and more I got into it, enjoying the movement, the sensation of his girthy invading cock, the motion he kept intensifying, the speed he kept rising.
And I loved every second of it, moving and voicing my slutty appreciation of what he was doing.
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And soon after, I noticed that only I was moving, as he has halted his hip thrusts and allowed me to do all the work for the both of us.
My eyes met his in the mirror, and I asked my silent question.
<<s Jerome>>Just like Jasmin. Hooked. Willing to do all the work to get her satisfaction from my cock.<</s>> He teased, before his hands went back to my hips and his motion came back even more powerful than before.
<<s Jerome>>But I do not care for your satisfaction. Your body is my tool to my own.<</s>> He announced, his cruel nature making itself known.
But his cruelty came with beautiful repercussions, as his body shifted against mine, drifting us both closer to our respective orgasms.
And closer and closer we went, his powerful thrusts having impressive effects on my submissive form, as I saw myself moan louder and louder beneath him, until I couldn't handle it anymore.
And I came, a powerful wave coursing through me, as I went limp in his commanding body and he continued his motion.
And I came and came at his hands, moaning out my breathtaking orgasm, trying to make words yet failing, the act dropping as I allowed myself to return to my own slutty persona.
I came at his magnificent cock, my pussy gripping his pulsating member.
He let himself out and rubbed for moments before cumming all over my naked backside, rope after rope of his glistening cum pooling on the curve of my back, as I looked at myself still shuddering from the orgasms I was feeling.
And I liked what I saw, as his cock kept spewing his sperm onto me and mine twitched in satisfaction underneath him.
<<s Jerome>>You were good.<</s>> Came his compliment, making me smile.
<<s Author>>I understand why Jasmin doesn't shut up about your cock.<</s>> I replied, returning the compliment.
What a beautiful ending to a naughty valentine evening. Cheating pays off!
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<<link "Let him take me here and now.">><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>There was no use prolonging the inevitable. I needed him to take me right then and there. I looked at him and made my request.
<<s Author>>Please fuck me. I'm yours.<</s>>
He smiled at me as his hand drifted into my pantie to rub my wettening lips, gliding across them to prepare them for what was coming.
<<s Jerome>>You sure you want this? You sure you want my cock?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yes.<</s>> I moaned out as I felt his fingers slowly spread me as they went inside, an initial entry to size me up.
I felt compelled to open up my legs and give him easier access to my pussy, my hand still holding onto his cock for balance while the other held onto his muscular shoulder.
<<s Jerome>>You're wet alright, but I think we can get you even wetter than that.<</s>>
Announcing his intentions, he got to work on my pussy, his fingers sliding in and out and expertly wettening its folds. Soon, I was gushing like a bitch in heat ready for a breeding of her own.
He lowered my panties as I did the same for his boxers, both of us naked in front of each other at that moment.
I hooked my right leg around his waist, bringing our genitals closer together in anticipation for what was about to come.
His hands slid down and held onto the globes of my ass, carrying me up and preparing me for the inevitable entry.
His muscular frame carried me above his erect cock, the tip of it rubbing softly against my folds.
<<s Jerome>>Align them.<</s>> He ordered, and I complied, bringing my hand down to grab his cock and firmly place it at my entrance.
Slowly, he lowered me onto him, entering my hole and stretching my insides.
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I moaned in painful pleasure as I opened up for the intruding member, holding onto him as he slowly brought me down. Slowly, painfully, I took him inside, stretching to accommodate his engorged member as it found itself in my tightening embrace. My moans of pain and pleasure merged in the empty bathroom, as I looked at my impaler.
<<s Author>>You're so big.<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>Ever wondered why Jasmin is so confident?<</s>>
It made sense. If <<light Jasmin>> could take him then she deserved to be so proud of herself, so confident. I needed to feel that pride for myself.
Determination flowed through me as I steeled my resolve and gritted my teeth through the initial pain of entry. He saw that shift in focus in me, and capitalized on it.
<<s Jerome>>You're ready for the next step.<</s>> He announced as his cock drifted in and out, gliding against my insides and rubbing me all over, stretching me to accommodate him and demanding a sexual response from my compliant body. Up and down he carried me, his muscles stretching as he used me for his pleasure, flexing then releasing as my weight did the fucking for us, using me as a toy for his pleasure yet undeniably bringing me pleasure as well.
And up and down or motion went, our hips colliding in our passionate love-making, both wanting to reach our sexual goal and find our orgasm.
My mind drifted to my naughty friend <<light Jasmin>>, the one I had somewhat betrayed earlier tonight to get <<light Jerome>> all for my own. I had sent her away, just to then sample her lover's cock in a neglected bathroom at school. And she probably would've been proud of me for it.
She'd long bragged about her lover's cock. And now I had it pumping in and out of me. I was moaning on top of it as it brought me beautiful sensations, my orgasm approaching as my body started getting tingles all over.
And closer and closer it drifted, not quite right there but dangerously close to break the barrier.
<<s Jerome>>Jasmin would be proud of you.<</s>> He said just the right words to bring me over the edge, as I felt my orgasm crashing across me, my pussy tightening to grip the penis causing all these beautiful sensations and my body going limp from the intensity of the orgasm.
Wave after wave after wave of pleasure coursed through me as <<light Jerome>> let go on me and I drifted to the ground, my pussy trying to grip something that isn't there anymore, still stretched in memory of what was inside of it.
And I could barely register his stroking hand as he kept going at his cock above me, my mind still drifting across that orgasmic haze as he pumped and pumped and pumped...
And came on me, his cum finding my nude body and covering it all over, a dirty ending to this sexual exploration.
Spurt after spurt after spurt of his cream covered my vulnerable body as I reeled from my orgasmic high, feeling the warm ooze covering me.
Eventually his sperm stopped coming, and I relaxed from the tension of my overpowering orgasm.
<<s Jerome>>You were a good fuck. I'd do it again.<</s>>
Coming from anyone else, such a comment would be an insult. I felt proud to have pleased him like that.
Maybe next time I won't have to kick <<light Jasmin>> away for us to enjoy each other's bodies...
What a beautiful ending to a unique valentine evening!
<<link "Time to go home and sleep" "Management">><<sleep>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<if $bbcworld gte 15>><<link "Time to be the slut he's expected of me.">><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>There was no denying that he expected something in particular from me. And there was no denying that what he expected existed in me.
I was the whore he had imagined, I just never had the chance to show it.
And now I had my chance as he looked at me panting in front of him, eager to show him I was ready for him.
<<s Author>>I got you all to myself tonight. I'll please you right.<</s>> I announced, smiling triumphantly.
<<s Jerome>>You think you're special, but all you white sluts eventually act the same. Once you have me you won't forget me so easily.<</s>>
I was eager to take him up on the challenge, not quite believing his arrogant words but willing to see if they had any truth to them.
<<s Author>>I'd like to see you turn me into one of these white sluts for your big black cock.<</s>> I challenged him back, ready to put it all on the line.
I was going to use the words on him, turn him on, play with him, and show him I'd have what it takes to last with him.
And I was going to do it in the bathrooms of our school, at night in a valentine party that we both ditched.
My panties dropped to the floor after I pulled them off, before I followed them to my knees, coming face to face with his cock behind his boxers.
<<s Author>>Is that a cock in your pants or are you just happy to see me?<</s>>
My hands hooked in the elastic band of his underwear, I slowly started lowering them to reveal the monster that hid underneath.
Down and down the boxers went, lower and lower and never quite reaching the end of the python that lurked inside. Until eventually, it came flinging out, dangerously close to slapping me across the face as I twitched back. I was stunned.
<<s Jerome>>Is that thirst in your eyes or are you just happy to see me.<</s>>
I couldn't get my eyes off the impressive, heavy member in front of me. I needed to...
Without thinking, maybe prompted by his naughty words, I found myself moving forward to take him in my mouth, eager to taste the impressive member and service the man that held it.
First the head, then pushing lower and lower across the whole length, my mouth glided across the big hard cock as I tried taking more and more of it inside of me.
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Without reason other than wanting to join in on the pleasure, my hand drifted down to find its place between my legs, rubbing and fingering my snatch.
In and out it started playing with my folds, and the cock drifted in and out of my mouth as I started bobbing back and forth trying to bring pleasure to the man in front of me.
Trying to defeat him.
<<s Jerome>>Look at me.<</s>> He commanded, and my eyes snapped up to his.
<<s Jerome>>You look good with a cock in your mouth.<</s>> His twisted compliment brought me pleasurable tingles as I kept bobbing, moaning onto his cock and using my passion to fire the work I was doing.
And he was responding, his hard cock twitching in my mouth to signal his liking of what was happening.
In and out and up and down my head went, bobbing with passion as I intended to be better than his other conquests. Better than the friend I had betrayed to get here. My snatch on fire was dripping wet, ready for whatever might come next.
He pushed me back, before heading to one of the bathroom stalls and sitting on the closed toilet.
<<s Jerome>>Crawl to me.<</s>> He ordered, staring at me as he took his seat, a king on a dirty throne.
I had no choice. I needed him. I was in heat and I needed to find pleasure and release. I followed suit, on all fours, as I crawled towards my partner for the night.
It was a pathetic display, but I didn't care. I had something to prove. I had to... Defeat him?
Kneeling in front of him inside of the stall, he looked at me with arrogance.
<<s Jerome>>Do you want to keep sucking my cock like a fucking animal or would you rather use your other hole you fucking slut?<</s>>
There was no compassion in his words. There was a dominating figure that knew what he wanted, that knew what I wanted, and that took without regard to the other person.
And he took. He took me from the ground, raised me to my feet, and hooked each of my legs on one side of him, still facing him as he lined his cock with my lowering snatch.
Our eyes stared at each other as I felt him push against my entrance, ready to take me.
<<s Jerome>>Let go. You're not special. Let go.<</s>>
His words were a jolt that traveled through my spine.
What a romantic valentine!
I lowered myself. I wasn't special, but maybe if I could take him I could be proud of something? I could find that special something in me? He saw my mental conflict and weighed in.
<<s Jerome>>That's how you become special. By being mine.<</s>>
I listened, and lowered myself.
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And I fucked myself on his cock, allowing him entry and exit, moving on his massive penis to bring pleasure to the two of us.
Up and down, my motion carried us in penetrative ecstasy, closer and closer to an impending orgasm.
And our eyes never separated, as I brought myself intensifying pleasure at the end of his cock. His big black cock.
And the pleasure grew and grew, stronger and stronger, more and more beautiful.
<<s Jerome>>Good girl.<</s>>
Something in that comment played with a specific spot in my mind, and a dam broke, bringing me to my orgasm as it coursed through me. He carried the motion from there and kept fucking my gripping pussy as I came all over his cock in an explosive orgasm, eager for what was to come.
And I came and I came and I came, and shuddered as his cock spread me wide.
And then he did, removing himself from my pussy and cumming all over my belly, painting me white. His white slut, covered in his white jizz.
And I moaned, liking what I was feeling, feeling special to have ended the night there like that.
<<s Author>>Was I good enough?<</s>> I needed his approval.
<<s Jerome>>You're on your way there.<</s>>
He saw potential in me!
What a beautiful ending to a naughty valentine evening!
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</div><div id='continue'><<pichead "valentine/car-parked.jpg">>As we headed on our way, the car cruising across the streets of our city as it headed towards the park, his commanding words accompanied his hand's preparative motion as it unbuckled his pants.
<<s Samuel>>I can't wait till we get to that place. I need you now.<</s>>
Expertly getting his pants undone, he lowered them just enough, adjusting himself in his seat, to reveal his magnificent cock.
I had spent the night roaming around the guy, had asked him for help in other matters, yet am now about to suck his cock just because he wanted me to.
And I wanted it too.
I leaned over and took his head in my mouth, sucking and licking on it.
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<<s Samuel>>That's a good girl. That's it.<</s>> His praise filled me with pride as I worked to take him deeper, the uneven road challenging my job yet also bringing him additional pleasure.
<<s Samuel>>You better not spill any saliva on my pants, girl.<</s>> Came his threat, one that sent shivers down my spine as I worked to accommodate his penis in my mouth and sucked anything that was there, including my blubbering saliva.
A stream of saliva escaped my mouth, threatening to go down on his pants. Thankfully, his cock was huge, which gave me enough time to remove it from my mouth and lick the underside to reach the droplet of saliva.
This gained me a moan from my date.
<<s Samuel>>Yeah girl, lick it like a lollipop!.<</s>>
And lick it I did, slobbering the whole hefty meat with my mouth and allowing my tongue to roam across its surface, going up and down trying to get to its core.
And then I went back to sucking, taking his cock in as I went up and down his shaft trying to get as much of it into my mouth as I could.
And up and down, lower and lower I went, seconds shifting into minutes as I lost track of time servicing the cock that bared itself to me in the front seat of the car as <<light Samuel>> drove us to our destination.
Not that I cared wherever that was.
Eventually, he patted me on the head, calling for me to stop.
<<s Samuel>>We're here.<</s>>
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We had reached the outskirts of the park, a secluded place surrounded by trees and bushes, calm with only the sounds of nature surrounding us.
<<light Samuel>> opened his door, moving outside as I followed suit, his trousers still lowered and dick swinging in the chill night air.
He was a man on a mission, and his mission was to make the best use of the evening and the date he had collected.
A romantic ending to a beautiful night, for sure.
<div id='choices'><<if $open gte 40>><<link "Down on all fours, let's get naughty.">><<add "open" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">>The naughty public setting put me in a naughty, public state of mind, as I moved to the front of the car where the lights illuminated a clear stretch of grass. I got there and knelt in front of <<light Samuel>>, taking his cock in my mouth yet again.
And so the motion began, up and down my mouth went, taking his sizable cock in my mouth as he held onto my head to better drill my mouth. Now released from the confines of the seated position we had, his impressive penis stood tall and majestic as I bobbed my head up and down on it, struggling to take him all in my mouth.
Up and down and in and out, the motion carried as I moved to satisfy the hard member inside of me.
He soon moved me back and away from his cock.
<<s Samuel>>Get these panties off, girl, and turn around.<</s>>
His order was succinct, and I rushed to fulfill his demand, lowering my panties as I switched to face away from him.
He gently pushed me forward, putting me on all fours as I leaned forward and away from him.
His hand found the hem of my dress and raised it, revealing my shapely ass to him as he sized it up.
<<s Samuel>>Sexy.<</s>>
His one word gave me butterflies as I anticipated his movement behind me. Shortly after, I felt something poking against my opening, threatening entry.
I gave a small moan.
<<s Samuel>>Mmm you like that?<</s>> Came his teasing question as his cock rubbed up and down against me.
I moaned louder, eager to have him inside of me, opening me and helping me over the edge.
He slowly moved his hips forward, his hands on my hips holding me firmly in position, as his motion helped him inside of me, inch after glorious inch.
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His invading member stretched me as it opened me up to its entry, inching forward with its constant pressure, moving to take up the space that my body was offering him.
Deeper and deeper and deeper his penis went, until it was lodged firmly inside of me.
And my moans of appreciation rose through the empty clearing around us, a bitch in heat on all fours eager to have someone take her like that.
<<s Samuel>>Damn you're tight.<</s>>
Gone were the moments of romance that had sprinkled across our earlier school days. He now had me where he wanted, and the facade fell down. I was his willing conquest, and I moaned in response to his comment:
<<s Author>>You're big.<</s>>
He chuckled, moving his hips backwards and retreating from my welcoming pussy.
Then, just as expected, he moved forward again, invading my relaxing opening and pushing me forward.
Back. Relief. Forward. Invasion.
His methodological, clear motion started having its effect on me as I moaned in appreciation, liking what I was feeling. In and out, back and forward, his motion gained traction and intensity, pushing all the right buttons and helping me feel good about that sexual contact.
In and out and around and then repeated, the motions gave me all kinds of beautiful and naughty feelings as I moaned in appreciation.
Back. Longing. Forward. Invasion.
His swinging hips moved me with him on the dirty grass of this secluded area of the park as he fucked me faster and faster, stronger and stronger.
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I no longer had a choice in what was happening to me. I was simply at his command, an object to help him find satisfaction and bring him to an orgasm.
One that I was approaching too.
Back. Longing. Forward. Relief.
I moved in unison, pushing myself against him as our frantic animalistic movement pushed us further and further into pleasurable bliss, fast approaching a mutual orgasm.
In and out and beyond pleasure, our motion grew erratic, expertly approaching this beautiful, blissful...
<<s Samuel>>I'm close!<</s>> His words did something to me, bringing me ever so closer to a release of my own.
<<s Author>>So am I!<</s>> I moaned out for him.
Back. No. Forward. YES!
The motion persisted, humping his cock deep in my needy snatch, pushing in and out.
In. And out. And in.
I couldn't control myself, my pussy gripping his cock as I came all over him, moaning loudly for anyone to hear.
<<s Author>>Mmmm fuck yes...<</s>> Came my bitchy call as I came, my hand failing me as I fell onto the grass under me, my ass held up by his powerful hands.
And I came and I came, as he retreated from my pussy and stroked himself for but a moment before releasing his load all over my shapely ass. And burst after burst of his white liquid covered my ass, as I quivered and moaned under him, the feeling of his completion bringing me great pleasure.
Rope after rope of his sizable load covered me, as a haze of beautiful bliss took control of my horny satisfied mind. And my moans went softer but never subsided as I smiled in appreciation, ass in the air and smiling face against the floor.
Silence. Calm.
<<s Samuel>>Come on bitch time to go home.<</s>>
I shook out of my stupor, looking back at him from my position.
<<s Author>>Don't call me a bitch.<</s>> I said while smiling, showing that I was joking.
<<s Samuel>>I literally just fucked you in doggystyle position.<</s>>
I laughed at him, and raised to scoop up the cum from my ass, before putting up my panties.
What a beautiful ending to a Valentine evening!
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<<link "Ride him on the hood of the car.">><<replace "#choices">>As we reached the front of his car, I placed my hand on his chest and moved him backwards, slowly until he reached the hood of his car and sat on it, dick still out and looking at me as he was.
I lowered my hand slowly and grabbed his pants, pulling them down for him.
Then my hands drifted on my own body, groping my curves as I put on a show for him, lit by the car's headlights as my roaming hands got to work moving across my body.
Grabbing the hem of my dress, I lifted it up quickly, flashing him my underwear, and smiled at him.
<<s Author>>Of all the men there tonight. You got this show.<</s>> I told him, my smile confident and my flirtations having their desired effect as his hand moved to stroke his shaft.
I raised my dress yet again, this time moving it up and up and all the way off, standing in front of him in my underwear, my body swaying from side to side.
The chill of the air around us was undeniable, as my body stood on edge.
I moved closer to him.
<<s Samuel>>Need someone to warm you up?<</s>>
My hand took the place his had on his cock, as his roamed over my body to keep me warm. His were more forceful than I expected, groping my ass through the panties and breasts through the bra.
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And groping was the last of my concerns, as my hand drifted up and down on his sizable cock.
And up and down as his exploring hands got more forceful, eventually stripping me of my underwear as I stood naked in front of him.
No need for any false pretenses anymore. We both knew what I needed. Pushing him back, I rode up on the hood of the car, one knee to each side of him, lining his sizable cock against my opening.
<<s Samuel>>Of all the sluts at that party. You got this cock.<</s>>
His teasing remark pushed me over the edge as I lowered myself onto him, taking him inside of me as I moaned out in appreciation.
His girthy cock entering deeper and deeper in my pussy, he made himself at home as he invaded me, the feeling intense as I got satisfaction I never expected.
Deeper and deeper he went, until I was lying entirely on top of him, his cock deep inside of me and exploring areas undiscovered before.
Then slowly, tentatively, I moved up. Before drifting back down and taking him inside again.
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Up. Relief. Down. Invasion.
My pussy worked his girthy cock as I paced myself in finding my limits, enjoying his size as it stretched me out and controlling the motions as I opened myself up more and more.
His hips were not static though, as he slowly rose to meet my downwards motions.
Up. Longing. Down. Invasion.
I kept my motion despite the awkwardness of the setting, the open air around us muffling our grunts and moans of passion. His thrusting hips helped in the motion, thrusting against me as the speed of our love-making intensified, our bodies moving against one another and heightening the pleasure we felt.
On fire, the heat rose through me as I bounced on the impressive, hard cock underneath me.
Up. Longing. Down. Relief.
My humping motion intensified, my hands holding me up as I looked him deep in the eyes and bounced with power and vigor, milking his cock and feeling it against my insides, opening me up like never before.
And up and down my motion continued, despite my losing footing, as his hands on my ass controlled my body and helped me in my motions, moving us against one another on top of the squeaking car.
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And up and down, in and out, the motions kept us in action, kept us vocal about our appreciation of one another. In and out and stronger and faster, our orgasm approached us fast, our passionate love-making intensified by the eye contact we maintained.
<<s Author>>I'm close.<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>Cum for me, slut. Cum on my cock.<</s>>
His wish was my command. Of all the sluts in that party, he ended up with me. With pride, I let go of the pressure I felt inside, allowing for the dam to burst as I came all over his thick cock, moaning loudly in appreciation.
My pussy gripped his hard cock as I came with intensity over his cock, moaning loudly as I found satisfaction at the end of his girthy member, his fucking motions never stopping as I lost control, now a ragdoll that he used to bring himself to his own orgasm.
Thankfully it didn't take long, as my quivering snatch kept cumming as he kept fucking it. He soon moved out of me and came himself, spurting his cum which came flying up and then drifting down onto his belly. A few spurts found their way to my belly, before dripping down onto him again.
In mutual satisfaction, we rested for a moment there on top of the hood of his car, our eyes meeting and not letting go.
<<s Samuel>>Good thing I dumped that date. She was boring.<</s>>
I smiled at him. <<s Author>>And I'm not.<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>No you're not.<</s>> Came his appreciative comment.
What a beautiful naughty ending to a beautiful valentine!
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<<if $bbcworld gte 15>><<link "A vocal fuck against the car.">><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I didn't make it fast enough out of the car, and as soon as I had closed the door he had come over, pushing me against it and kissing me hard on the lips.
There was no romance, no valentine in that kiss. There was a need that needed to be filled, and he had found who was going to give him that satisfaction.
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<<s Samuel>>None of them get to have you tonight. You're mine.<</s>>
That possessive tone, that forceful approach, sent shivers down my spine as I moaned into his mouth that went back to kiss me.
And these kisses slowly but surely lowered my defenses, as his hand pushed mine down to grip his cock, teaching me to stroke him.
<<s Samuel>>I'm going to take you tonight.<</s>> Came his statement, and I couldn't help but agree.
<<s Author>>Yes, take me.<</s>> I acquiesced.
<<s Samuel>>The moment you got in my car you knew this would be the ending. Stop acting like you have any control.<</s>>
He was right. I had no control over the situation. All I could control was my stroking hand, and even that worked against my conscious will as it pumped the hard shaft it gripped.
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I moaned at the realization, keeping up the motion. His hands found the hem of my dress, and started lifting up.
<<s Samuel>>Let's see what kind of white stuff we're working with.<</s>> His objectifying comment had a weirdly positive effect on me, as I shivered at his touch while the dress moved up and off. Or maybe it was the chill February air around us.
Regardless, I was now in my underwear, trapped between the forceful black guy and his car, in the middle of nowhere, my hand finding his hard cock yet again and preparing him for me.
//Preparing him for me.//
We both knew where this was leading, and there was no denying it was going to happen.
<<s Samuel>>What? Just realized what's going to happen? You don't want it?<</s>> He moved back, teasing an end to it all.
<<s Author>>No I want it.<</s>> I moaned out softly, hoping the whisper pulls him back in.
<<s Samuel>>Beg.<</s>>
I looked up at him, my mind not registering what he had said.
<<s Samuel>>Beg me for it.<</s>> He repeated himself, maintaining his piercing glare in a test of courage.
I had to relent. I had to beg. I had to have him. I had to serve his beautiful black body and the beautiful black cock I had been sucking all the way here.
<<s Author>>Please. Take me. Make me yours. I let everything down for you. I need you.<</s>> I was begging, and I couldn't stop myself.
What use was it to fight it? At least now I was honest to myself about what I needed.
And I needed him inside of me.
My begging turned to physical activity, as my hands moved to my panties, sliding them down. Moving up, they grabbed a hold of my bra, unhooking it to reveal my perky nipples, standing to attention in naked display to him.
I was naked in front of the person I'd ended my valentine evening with, and I needed him to accept me.
Begging felt right.
<<s Author>>Please.<</s>> Begging was all I could do as I implored his attention.
He smiled, and moved in, grabbing hold of one of my legs and raising it sideways, giving him free access to my wet snatch.
<<s Samuel>>Not only are you begging. That pussy is too!<</s>> His comment was true, his cock moving against my lips, promising entry.
I moaned to him, a moan that implored to be impaled on his sizable penis.
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And impaled I was. In one swift, powerful, intense motion, he slipped inside of me, my wetness helping to lower the sharp pain of the entry but not entirely erasing it.
My breath holding in my lungs, I felt his impressive size push deep in me, stretching my opening to beyond what I imagined possible and opening me up with forceful abandon.
And I let it all out with a moan as he moved slowly back out, before bottoming back in moments later in a sharp motion.
<<s Author>>Fucckkkk<</s>> I moaned like a bitch in heat, finding immense satisfaction merging with understandable pain from the entry.
<<s Samuel>>You like that slut?<</s>> He asked while staring at my pleasured face.
I could only nod in answer, my words failing me as I looked to the clear skies for an answer on how I could've missed such pleasure for so long.
<<s Samuel>>You'll like this even more.<</s>>
He started moving his hips, thrusting in and out as he pushed my body against the car behind me. In and out his penis went as his hips moved back and forth, eliciting moans and moans of pleasure from me.
And in and out and deeper and deeper he went, roping me through that pleasurable feeling as he kept his expert motion going, a master at work.
I moaned and voiced my satisfaction at his expert manipulations, and he fucked and rose the intensity of his thrusts, controlling my body and taking what he needed.
And he gave me what I wanted, all the while continuing his beautifully stimulating verbal assault:
<<s Samuel>>You like that feeling, slut? You like being the catch for my evening? My snow bunny?<</s>>
I didn't quite understand what he meant by snow bunny, but I was eager to please.
<<s Author>>Yes! This feels amazing!<</s>> Came my appreciative moan, as I moved against him as much as I could, trying to pull him deeper inside of me, feeling that undeniable rise of a looming orgasm.
<<s Samuel>>Then you better show that appreciation. You better cum for me soon, cum from my black cock fucking your white snatch!<</s>> His comment sent shivers down my spine as I moaned loudly for anyone to hear.
And my moans turned stronger and stronger, my wave of pleasure rising and rising, close to shore...
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And it all came crashing down, as my pussy quivered against his cock and tightened, trying to pull him deeper inside as I came with an indescribable intensity, pleasure finding me and rising through me and invading every pore in my body.
I came and came and came with beautiful colors swirling in my head, the black of the person in front of me overwhelming these colors, the blackness of his cock taking over the vision I was having, reminding me where my pleasure came from.
I moaned loudly in appreciation, and soon these moans and my gripping hole had their effect on the man fucking me as he moved back and stroked himself once, twice, and the third time cumming all over my shapely legs and exposed pussy.
And rope after rope of beautiful white liquid hit against me as his copious amounts of sperm found their way to my exposed body, my orgasm still rocking through me and lasting as every hit renewed the butterflies flying through me.
White liquid oozed from the majestic black member in front of me as he came gallons on my lower body, coloring me a white that matched my own skin and contrasted against his dark one. I moaned in appreciation, loving the feeling I was having from being painted like that.
<<s Samuel>>You're lucky I didn't finish inside.<</s>> Came his teasing remark, sending another shiver down my spine as my eyes met his. I smiled.
<<s Author>>I don't know about that.<</s>> I teased.
<<s Samuel>>Come on slut, better get on our way.<</s>> He commented after a grunt, as he tossed me the dress that he had taken off me and placed on the car.
What a beautiful naughty ending to a blacked valentine!
<<link "Time to go home and sleep" "Management">><<sleep>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "A vocal fuck against the car." "Not blacked<img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'> enough">><</if>></div><</replace>><</link>></div>They kissed, passionately, and I watched them get lost in each other's lips, their familiarity in the way they were exploring each other's bodies at the same time apparent.
Their lips intertwined, pressed against one another in passionate lovemaking, and I watched them in close up, seeing how they explored and battled with each other's tongues.
And then <<light Jerome>> stopped, and turned to look at me.
His hand reached up, and hooked itself behind my head. I felt trapped in his brown eyes as they pierced through me, and felt myself lose control as he pulled me closer to him.
<<s Jasmin>>Just let go.<</s>>
Guided by my friend's voice, I leaned in, approaching <<light Jerome>>'s sizeable lips, eager to taste them myself.
Our lips clashed against one another, softly at first, in tentative exploration, then faster and faster, more urgent, as I felt the rush of emotions surge through me.
And I kissed and kissed him back, with renewed vigor and strengthened passion, as our lips fought and intertwined, reacted to each other with heightened passion.
And kiss after kiss after kiss was traded, and things quickly started heating up.
My hand shot up to steady myself by holding onto his muscular chest, his went down to grab me by my ass though the dress I wore. <<light Jasmin>> joined him in discovering my body, her hands initially resting on my abdomen, grazing across my supple, sensitive curves.
Our kisses of passion grew in strength and in urgency, our bodies moving closer to one another as we pressed on trying to get the most out of the other person. And kiss after kiss our bodies grew closer, <<light Jasmin>>'s behind me joining us in that proximity, holding me from behind as her hands drifted higher, and higher, eventually reaching my breasts.
I moaned into the black guy's mouth as my friend groped my boobs while he groped my ass, a double assault that gave me the naughtiest butterflies and made me want more. Need more.
<<s Jerome>>Let's see what we're working with.<</s>> His request came with such strength that it felt like an order.
Stopping our kissing, I felt <<light Jasmin>>'s hands reach down to the hem of my dress, and slowly undressed me for her lover, who sat on the bench of the locker room to watch us.
And slowly, she started playing with the ends of the dress, teasing her black boyfriend.
<<s Jasmin>>Let's give him a show, that'll turn him on.<</s>> Her whisper was warm on my neck, and I felt shivers rise up my spine.
I nodded in agreement, moving softly, trying to match her sultry motions as her hands and body guided me from behind. Slowly, she raised my dress across my body, as we both swayed to the muffled rhythm of the music playing further down the school. Back and forth in rhythm with the music and each other's bodies, my dress rising higher and higher, me raising my hands to match its movement, our dance took us to new heights, as I felt a heat of excitement rising through me.
Off came the dress, leaving me dancing in only my underwear between <<light Jasmin>>'s hands, watching as <<light Jerome>> rubbed himself through his pants, his growing cock painfully stretching the front of his pants and slowly drifting further and further down the leg of it.
It was impressive, threatening, and I was excited to see it grow even further.
Taking the cue from my friend in what she did to me, I turned to give the hulk of a man a clear view of my pantied ass, swaying it to the muffled music and enjoying the curves of my friend to myself.
My hands drifted across the back of her dress, and I held onto the zipper there, slowly lowering it, lower and lower, till it could be lowered no more.
Our hands roaming against each other's bodies, we swayed and turned till her back was to him. I held onto the top of the dress and slowly lowered it across her shoulders and hands. I was stunned to see that she hadn't worn a bra with the dress, as I came face to face with her heaving breasts. Like a deer in the headlights, I stayed there, looking at the beautiful curves of her mounds, as my hands continued their manipulation of the dress, lowering it further and further down.
Those cute breasts were fantastic, nipples poking out and looking back at my gawking face. And I was entranced with them, impressed by their shape and cute size. I looked at them, and they looked back at me, as her supple, clear back was revealed to her lover.
And then I broke eye contact and looked down to where I was lowering her dress, and noticed that she wasn't wearing any panties either. Her smooth pussy was mine to gawk at without anything covering it, and I was overjoyed in staring at it, enjoying its natural beauty, the lips inviting almost. To say that I was stunned would be an understatement, as I all but stopped my swaying motion looking at her perfect body on display in front of me like that.
<<light Jerome>> was less impressed.
<<s Jerome>>I've seen that one before. Show me our new little gift.<</s>> Came his command to his love, who was quick to obey.
<<light Jasmin>>'s arms went behind me, unhooking my bra in one swift motion, and removing them off and away from my body, revealing my breasts to the couple standing in front of me.
As she moved behind me, I noticed <<light Jerome>> had stood, and was getting rid of his own clothing, staring at me and my breasts. I felt my breath quicken as I returned the gaze, watching as article after article of clothing got removed from his muscular body, our eye contact constantly broken by glimpses at the other person's body.
Off came his shirt, revealing his muscular body underneath, and soon, off came his pants, revealing his stretched underwear, fighting to keep the impressive member it hid inside.
Off came my panties, as <<light Jasmin>>'s hands lowered them to the ground, leaving me bare naked in front of her lover.
Here we were, two naked ladies in front of our lover for the evening, who stood with such confidence it was difficult not to look at him with rapt attention and appreciation. And he knew the control he had over the room, and reveled in it.
<<s Jerome>>How about you girls come over and get the job done with?<</s>> He half-asked, half-ordered as he pointed to his underwear, obviously wanting us to remove them for him.
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<<light Jasmin>> was quick to answer his request, my following closely behind. She was used to this, to following his lead, his orders. And I wanted to learn from her, I wanted to please him too.
We both knelt in front of his muscular body, naked in service to his grand presence. And our hands rushed to get to his underwear and lower them to the ground.
And down they went, revealing the impressive cock underneath, a mass of angry black flesh that now wanted to find someplace to bury itself in.
And it seemed like that place would be my mouth, as his hand lowered and held the back of my head, words forming at his lips:
<<s Jerome>>Show me what you're good for.<</s>> His order came with no regard to my wants or needs.
Or maybe he was so in tune with what I wanted, because a cock in my mouth was all I was thinking of at the moment. My lips opened and I approached to take the huge member in my mouth, its head drifting across my tongue and almost immediately poking my throat. His cock was huge, and nothing could put it into perspective like trying to fit my mouth around it.
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<<light Jasmin>> was quick to aid me, holding the cock as her hand massaged the back of my neck, helping me to get it further and further in my mouth and down my throat. I pushed my limits, aided by my friend, trying to fit the enormous member in my mouth. And it felt almost impossible. If I ever wanted to succeed at taking him all the way and deepthroating him, I'd have to train daily. And at the moment, it felt like the only thing I wanted out of my life.
Up and down, back and forth, my head bobbed on the cock that invaded its mouth, looking to fit as much of it as it could in as little time as possible.
And up and down my head got to work as I took him further and further in my mouth, but barely reaching half.
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Soon, a naughty horny <<light Jasmin>> got tired of watching me struggle and got to work as well, slobbering all over the side of the cock as her tongue traveled up and down it. And back and forth her tongue went in avid exploration, looking to heighten the pleasure her boyfriend felt as my mouth kept its work on the head and my tongue swirled all around it.
Double trouble, double attention. Two white whores on their knees servicing a black man. That was the vision of beauty anyone making it into the locker rooms of the valentine party would see.
<div id='choices'><<if $bisex gte 5>><<link "Lick Jasmin's pussy while getting railed from behind.">><<add "bisex" 1>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<light Jerome>> was quick to give his next order, wanting to take this game to the next stage.
<<s Jerome>>Time for the main event. On all fours on the bench, <<print $name>>.<</s>>
The way he took charge in these moments, there was no denying that <<light Jasmin>> had hit the jackpot in finding him. And I was just as excited to see where his cock would take me and what it'd do to my hole. I was ready to take him in, and excited to react to his body.
I followed his command, eager to get him inside of me as I got on all fours on the bench, poking my ass out to him and enticing him by shaking it around.
His hand landed with force on it, spanking me and giving me a jolt of nervousness. I moaned in confusion.
<<s Jerome>>That's what teases like you get, girl.<</s>> He explained his completely logical action now that it's been put into perspective.
Slap. Another spank landed on my ass, and I felt myself get wetter by the gesture, eager to see him take me right then and there, and moaning with excitement.
His spanking continued, eliciting moan after moan from my horny mouth, as I moved enticingly, needing him to spank me even more, needing him to take charge and put me in my place.
There was no denying that playing that naughty game brought me great pleasure, and I reveled in the feelings it brought me, naughtily playing along.
Eventually though, I had to give up, unable to keep up with the pace at which he controlled my body, and needing to consummate this naughty coupling.
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<<s Author>>Please.. Just take me.<</s>> I begged, looking back at the controlling couple with needy eyes.
He smiled, and moved behind me to give me what I needed.
<<light Jasmin>>, neglected so far, decided to take matters in her own hands, moving to place herself in front of me, seated on the bench.
<<s Jasmin>>What a good girl you're being. I always knew you'd make a great addition.<</s>> She complimented me, as I looked up to her in her naked glory in front of me.
<<s Jasmin>>Now show me you were a good choice. Lick my cunt.<</s>> Came her order.
She might've been white like me, a whore looking for a cock to serve and bury in her snatch. But there was never any question on who was in charge between the two of us. She held the reigns of our friendship and she knew how to showcase it time and time again. And now I had to follow her command, her hand grasping the hair on my hea to pull me down towards her leaking pussy, wanting me to satisfy her. And I complied, eager to serve, my ass brought high in the air and ready to be plowed from behind.
I felt <<light Jerome>> taking his place behind me, his hands grasping my hips to position me better as he drifted his magnificent cock against my lips, grazing them and heightening my pleasure.
My moaning mouth was tight against the snatch it serviced, moving across the tasty lips in front of it as the tongue went out to explore and serve the best it could. Up and down the tongue went in serviceable exploration, and my moans switched across the body to become <<light Jasmin>>'s appreciative moans.
I reveled in the movement, before <<light Jerome>> started pushing forward, inch after inch of his impressive member disappearing inside of me and exploring the inner folds of my needy pussy.
I gave screams of pleasure into the pussy in front of my face, as my pussy accommodated more and more of his impressive size inside of it, stretching to take him in and eagerly accepting him inside.
And I moaned and used the passion I felt to transfer it into the hole in front of me, licking with wanton delight as my tongue drifted and searched for the right places to serve.
And deeper and deeper his cock went, opening me up and ruining my loosening hole as it went further in. Eagerly making itself at home, it stretched me out to accommodate its huge size, an angry inhabitant morphing me to please him.
<<s Jasmin>>You're doing so well. That's it babe.<</s>> Her words of encouragement ringed in my ears, a sisterly approach to the challenge that reared itself up my pussy. I relaxed into the pussy that I was tonguing, looking up at the rested body in front of me as she played with my hair. Our eye contact lasted for a while as I relaxed onto the cock behind me and <<light Jerome>> gave me the space to do so.
I felt closer than ever to my friend, our eye contact carrying the friendship and giving us an undeniable connection. Connected by the lips.
<<s Jasmin>>She's ready.<</s>>
She had seen something in me, a relaxed spark in my eyes that told me I was ready for more, as I felt the body behind me move, and the cock behind slowly move out... Before plowing back in, pushing me forward and onto the cunt in front of me.
And then back, and pushed forward, my lips clashing against the pussy that called for my attention. I turned my will towards the pussy that stared at me, wanting to prove myself to the couple and show that I could take on their love.
And I licked, every thrust forward pushing me deep into the folds that await my care, my tongue lapping up the juices as if they gave me life.
And thrust after thrust after thrust, my tongue lapped and licked and my moans reverberated across the pussy that I was servicing, moans rising from a pleasured <<light Jasmin>> as my activity seemed to have a desired effect.
Thrust after thrust after thrust. The cock inside of me kept its powerful motion, its intensity growing and its exploration more forceful, as I felt my whole body rock with the motions and the tingling growing across me.
That tingling warned me of a looming orgasm, one I was hoping I'd be able to transfer to the naughty minx in front of me.
Thrust after thrust after thrust, I suddenly saw the girl in front of me shudder. I did something right it seems. I repeated the flick of my tongue the way I just had, and received another high-pitched moan.
To the assault! My hands hooked below her knees, bringing her towards me as she drifted on her back, her own hands playing with her nipples as she moaned out in appreciation. And my tongue went back to its studied assault of her pussy.
Lick. Moan. Lick. Moan!
Soon, my licking overcame all her senses, as she laid there shuddering in an intense orgasm, moaning out as my tongue kept its continued assault, prolonging the orgasm it brought out from her.
And lick and moans and lick and thrust!
I was pushed forward, the angry fucking I was receiving intensifying as my head laid on the belly in front of me, held down by the angry black man behind me who was now thrusting with such intensity I though I was going to break.
And I wanted to break, as moan after moan came out of me, a weird sense of willing lethality washing over me. I wanted to be completely dominated the way I was, and I wanted him to break me in half. And he seemed to know what I wanted, pushing my body to its limit as he kept the pressure on, his hips thrusting into mine with such intensity and vigor that I felt almost lightheaded.
And in and out and thrust after thrust, I lost all control as my orgasm coursed through me in such an intensity that I had no control over my body, completely letting go but thankfully still held up by his powerful body who kept thrusting and thrusting and thrusting. My orgasm kept coming, prolonged by his intense motions, as my pussy contracted against his huge, invading cock. And I moaned out, my voice muffled by the supple skin of my friend underneath me who was just overcoming her own orgasm.
And eventually, it all became too much for the brute behind me, as my contracting pussy wrought out an orgasm from him. Pulling out at the last second, he came blasting all over my weakened body that laid bare in front of him, his orgasm painting me in white as he came rope after rope all over my bare ass, his cum pooling and drifting across my curves.
A beautiful painting across the two naked ladies in front of him, <<light Jerome>> definitely liked what he saw, as I hazily looked at the beautiful girl who made it all happen. I smiled and she smiled back at me, all three of us satisfied with the threesome we had organized.
What a beautiful ending to a beautiful valentine evening!
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<<link "Get fucked as Jasmin licks my clit.">><<add "open" 1>><<add "bisex" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<light Jerome>> was quick to give his next order, wanting to take this game to the next stage.
<<s Jerome>>Time for the main event. Lie down on the bench, <<print $name>>.<</s>>
The way he took charge in these moments, there was no denying that <<light Jasmin>> had hit the jackpot in finding him. And I was just as excited to see where his cock would take me and what it'd do to my hole. I was ready to take him in, and excited to react to his body.
I followed his command, lying on my back on the bench and eagerly anticipating what was about to come, as he placed his sizable cock over my bare belly, showing how far it would reach inside of me. And I saw it would reach far, as <<light Jasmin>> placed her hand there and poked my belly just where it would reach, a few inches below my boobs.
<<s Jasmin>>Ready to be spread wide all over this huge cock?<</s>> She teasingly asked, awaiting an answer from me.
It came quickly.
<<s Author>>Yes please! Open me up!<</s>> I was an eager participant to my own defilement, ready to be used and abused by the magnificent cock on me.
<<s Jasmin>>Let's get you ready then.<</s>> Came her logical conclusion, as her mouth lowered under the cock to find my damp pussy, licking the folds to prepare them for the incoming intruder.
And her tongue got to work, wettening my pussy as it went exploring further and further, soon followed by explorative fingers who pushed inside and worked to spread me enough to prepare me for the incoming cock.
And in and out these fingers went, exploring alongside the tongue, eventually getting me ready for the main event.
The head of the penis rested against my folds, poking but not yet entering, angry, domineering, threatening.
<<s Jerome>>Are you ready for me?<</s>> He teased, a brutal presence ready to take me.
<<s Author>>I need you inside of me. Please.<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>You better beg for it.<</s>>
Throwing caution to the side, I engaged:
<<s Author>>Please! Please, I beg you. Take me. Make me yours. I need you in me. I need your cock. Please fuck-<</s>>
I was cut off by the intruding penis forcing itself inside, stretching my hole to accommodate its huge size, making itself at home. My moan rose in appreciative pain, as I took the sizable member inside of me, my legs spread in eager anticipation. <<light Jasmin>> watched along as I got impaled on the cock invading my snatch, smiling at the development and avidly observing my moaning body moving along the cock controlling it.
And moan after moan rose as he pushed deeper and deeper, eventually lodging himself all the way inside, his cock stretching me wide to accommodate him.
And then he retreated, before pushing back in.
The rocking motion started, his cock pistoning in and out as his thrusts brought out feelings I never imagined I could have. He was stretching me wide, and I was loving his expert fucking as he thrusted in and out of my wet snatch.
And in and out he went, my body moving in unison under his complete control, one leg to the side and the other hooked on his shoulder, giving him a unique approach to my open hole.
<<light Jasmin>> was not going to be left behind, and joined in on the fuck by putting her head against my taut stomach and licking my engorged clit, flicking against it and heightening my pleasure.
Lick and thrust, their doubled effort was bringing out moans that I never knew I could make as I was under their complete control.
My orgasm came crashing, completely unannounced and unexpected, as it coursed through my body and flowed through me in eager waves. My pussy contracted against the invading cock as it tried to keep it inside, yet the masterful black guy had a mind of his own as he kept pumping in and out of me, not caring that my opening got tighter or that my pussy was in orgasmic fire.
My moans rose, lasting long as the orgasm refused to subside, my clit still assaulted by the licking tongue and my pussy still being stretched wider by the huge invading cock.
And in and out and lick after clit, I became a blubbering mess, unable to form words and completely losing my mind, twitching under their overbearing bodies.
Eventually the cock left my snatch and found home in the mouth that rested above, his huge hands grabbing onto the face as he deepthroated the young mouth that awaited him.
And in and out that cock went above me, my pussy still twitching in memory of the thrusts that dominated it.
Minutes later, the cock twitched and came all over the abused mouth that serviced it, dripping down onto my still recovering body, painting us both with its white ooze, a vision of orgasmic delight.
<<s Jerome>>Y'all bitches be crazy. Good job.<</s>> His compliment sent beautiful shivers down my spine.
What a beautiful ending to an eventful valentine evening!
<<link "Time to go home and sleep" "Management">><<sleep>><</link>> <</replace>><</link>>
<<if $bbcworld gte 15>><<link "Jasmin and I on our backs, Jerome takes turns.">><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<light Jerome>> was quick to give his next order, wanting to take this game to the next stage.
<<s Jerome>>Time for the main event. Both of you lie down on the bench.<</s>>
The way he took charge in these moments, there was no denying that <<light Jasmin>> had hit the jackpot in finding him. And I was just as excited to see where his cock would take me and what it'd do to my hole. I was ready to take him in, and excited to react to his body.
I followed his command, matched in energy by my friend <<light Jasmin>> who rushed to do the same. Soon we were both on our backs, our legs spread wide as we awaited his choice on who to take first, our bodies in close proximity and vulnerable to his actions.
His cock rested firmly against my hole, threatening entry as he looked me square in the eyes.
<<s Jerome>>Ready to take me, slut?<</s>> Came his question, his eyes piercing in their glare, my vulnerable body underneath him.
<<s Jasmin>>Beg him for it. Earn his cock.<</s>> My friend whispered in my ear, intensifying my emotions and letting my imagination roam.
<<s Jasmin>>Do it.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Please, Jerome. I need you to fuck me and make me yours. Please fuck my pussy.<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>What a good slut. You'll learn to do better but that's a good start. Here comes your reward.<</s>>
His condescending tone was amazing, having a beautiful effect on my weak body as it allowed my imagination to roam, as it gave me submissive thoughts that excited me and told me of what this partnership might become.
His cock went sliding in, slowly drifting as it made its place home into my eager snatch, spreading my pussy to accommodate its overbearing presence, and exploring my folds in a naughty approach. And I spread my legs further, wanting him to drift deeper inside, staring at his magnificent body as it flexed while he moved deeper and deeper inside of me.
And I moaned out while looking at him, his cock eventually finding its way all the way inside, stretching me out to take his impressive size.
And then the motion started, as he went in and out, fucking me deeper and deeper. And I moaned out in appreciation, eager to have him in me and happy to be having that naughty motion take over my body.
In and out he went, drilling my submissive body and sending beautiful sensations coursing through my body.
Next to me, <<light Jasmin>> watched in rapt attention as her hand drifted lower to her own pussy and started her manual exploration of her body, her other hand reaching to cup my boobs and pinch a nipple, my moans rising as I turned my attention to her.
Our mouths met, kissing one another in loving appreciation, as we explored each other's supple lips while I got fucked on the huge cock that opened me up.
Kiss after kiss, thrust after thrust, our activity lasted for a few moments, before <<light Jasmin>> separated from me.
<<s Jasmin>>Please master. I need your cock!<</s>> Her needy tone was full of naughty submissiveness, and <<light Jerome>> was happy to honor her request, leaving my needy snatch behind in favor of her pussy, quickly drifting inside to replace her fingers as he found his way all the way to the hilt.
//Damn that slut is used to this!//
His motion continued, now at the assault on the slut next to me, my pussy screaming for attention. Not wanting to be left behind, my own hand went down to satisfy my naughty urges, exploring my folds and spreading my lips to invade my cunt with its fingers.
And in and out my fingers went, in rapid motion, trying to match the speed with which the master fucked his slut.
And I noticed that I was yet another eager slut, awaiting her "master"'s penis.
And I moaned out in realization, eager to be impaled on his cock once more.
And I kept fucking myself with my fingers, which paled in comparison with his big black cock. And I eventually found myself begging again, this time trying to match the other whore's intensity.
<<s Author>>Please! Please master! Fuck your new white slut again!<</s>>
My words surprised me, as I found myself losing my mind in eager anticipation of the black cock taking me yet again. These words alone pulled my orgasm so much closer, and I could feel the wave fast approaching.
<<light Jerome>> laughed at me, yet moved towards me to satisfy my slutty urges.
<<s Jerome>>Y'all white bitches are the same. One taste of black and you can't ignore it no more.<</s>> His smug reply was true, yet I didn't care. All I needed was his cock inside of me, pumping and pumping the way it's supposed to.
I spread my legs further, calling him in.
And he assaulted my pussy, not caring to be smooth or kind anymore, as his penis drifted in and out of me in naughty exploration. And in and out it went, drilling masterfully and naughtily bringing out waves of pleasure in my submissive body.
My hands drifted to my breasts to play with my nipples as I got overcome by the naughty emotions flowing through my body, reaching, reaching, reaching for an impending orgasm.
<<s Jasmin>>What a nasty white slut. I always knew you were just like me.<</s>>
My friend's naughty comment brought me right over the edge, pushing me into the beautiful void of the orgasm that awaited me, as I shook and twitched under the hulking body that controlled mine.
And I moaned out in appreciation, and I twitched and moved, happy to be having that overbearing orgasm, mind lost in ultimate pleasure.
And I moaned out, wave after wave rushed through me, my gripping pussy trying to prolong the sensation.
Yet my master was merciless and needed to pleasure his other whore, as he moved out to satisfy the body laying next to mine.
The next couple of minutes failed to register in my mind as the orgasm drifted through me and overcame my senses, my fingers moving down to fiddle with my clit and prolong it as much as possible.
And eventually, an order found its way to my ears.
<<s Jerome>>Kneel for your cum shower.<</s>>
I jumped to my knees to receive his white reward, eager to have him paint my face in his sperm.
And paint he did, his cum bursting out of his penis onto our eager faces as we both kneeled in front of him, mouth open to receive his superior seed.
And our moans rose and merged as we kissed each other, swapping his offering to our nude bodies.
And all was good in the world for a moment there...
What a beautiful colorful ending to a naughty valentine evening!
<<link "Time to go home and sleep" "Management">><<sleep>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Jasmin and I on our backs, Jerome takes turns." "Not blacked<img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'> enough">><</if>></div><<pichead "valentine/leo-couch.jpg" "A passionate kiss">>
Passionate kisses fly between us as we explore each other's lips, looking to enjoy the other person's body the best we can. <<if $valentine.has("drugged")>>The effect of the drugs is unmistakable, as the kisses we exchange grow sloppy by the second, two needy bodies fighting for a taste.<</if>>
Our lovely dance plays and shifts until we both crash on the couch in the middle of the room, hands roaming across each other's bodies.
And roam they do, his exploring my curves as mine flickered across his clothing, enjoying what they found. <<if $leoworkout gte 5>>His muscular frame is evident as my hands explore his body through his clothes, his soft skin calling for attention.<<else>>His supple, soft skin, calls for my attention as my hands roam across his body, taking in his curves.<</if>>
<<picmid "valentine/leo-kiss.jpg">>
Soon thereafter, our lips separate, and he looks at me.
<<s Leo>>What do you feel like doing?<</s>> He asked intently.
<<s Author>>How about...<</s>> I stood in front of him, slowly dancing and swaying my body as my hands went down to grasp at the edge of my dress, looking to flicker it as I twirled, allowing it to catch wind for a bit.
I kept my naughty dance, looking at him enjoying what he saw and admiring my supple body moving for his viewing pleasure.
Slowly, sensually, I started raising the hem of my dress, teasing him as I revealed more and more of my thighs. I flashed my panties, then lowered my dress back again to approach him. And sat on his lap.
<<if $alphabeta gte 10>>His hand immediately found its way to my thighs, groping as he looked at me in the eyes. I leaned in for a kiss, before separating again to go back to my sultry dance, grinding against his growing member.<<else>>Shy <<light Leo>> was stuned by this development, as I kept moving on his lap, my ass grinding into his growing (small) penis.<</if>>
I smiled in recognition of the needy member, as my hands went back to pull up the dress, slowly and sensually, up my body, revealing the underwear I wore beneath and my tight body.<<if $athletics gte 30>><br>My toned body stretched and danced in front of my naughty friend's eyes, as he took in every curve in front of him, admiring my hard work at improving my physical attributes.<</if>>
My naughty dance on top of him had its desired effect, the party being joined by a stiff new participant...
<div id='choices'><<if $valentine.has("drugged")>><<link "Make him eat my cunt">><<add "subdom" 1>><<set $arousal to 0>><<add "open" 1>><<less "alphabeta" 2>><<replace "#choices">>My senses were tingling, a heat spreading through me and demanding to be quenched. The drugs were obviously having their effect on my body, calling for all its nerve endings to fire up in anticipation. The cold chill surrounding me had me on edge. Needy.
I smiled at him as he struggled with his companion underneath me, and could see the desire to use said companion in his bloodshot eyes. I had over plans. And my plans took priority in my naughty state.
I place my hand on his head, lowering him between my legs, slowly pushing him downwards, lower and lower until he reached his destination, no longer sitting but rather laying on his back while I straddled his face, still in my panties.
<<s Author>>Bon appetit!<</s>> I said before lowering my clothed pussy onto his face, wanting to make use of his mouth and tongue to get my own release.
And he got to work there, immediately wetting my panties with his tongue and kissing against it, trying to get to what's hiding behind. He was eager, and the cloth was soft, permissive. His tonguing had its desired effect, quickly overtaking my senses and helping me feel things I have never experienced before.
Sure, I have played with myself through my panties in the past, but it was never anything like what his wet tongue was doing to me. His probing muscle was hard at work, eager to discover my body despite the restricting clothing. And I was eager to let him do whatever he needed to bring me release.
<<s Author>>Hold up.<</s>> I said as I moved away from that restrictive position and onto my ass on the couch, immediately slipping my panties off and away to reveal my naked pussy as it called to attention.
He looked at it, then back up at me.
<<s Author>>You know what to do, sweet Leo.<</s>> I comforted him like a mom would a child, helping him to his knees between my legs.
His blue eyes and innocent look was a huge turn on as I looked at him prepare himself for an oral exploration.
<<s Leo>>You're so hot.<</s>>
<<s Author>>And you're so beautiful on your knees.<</s>>
The heat I felt rise through me was excessive, further enhanced by the drugs we had taken, which pulled out a dominant side from me I never experienced before.
<<s Author>>Come on, pet. It's not going to eat itself.<</s>>
My guiding hand on the back of his head pulled him in for a kiss. And my pussy lips greeted his mouth with renewed vigor.
While the drugs had the effect of making me hornier, more forceful and demanding, they had the reverse effect on him, who eagerly listened to my commands and served my naughty whims.
And serve he did, licking and tonguing and kissing and moaning into my cunt, giving it his all.
Until I felt myself lose my grip. Both on his head and on reality. The rising tide rose and rose until it approached too fast, eventually crashing hard onto me and washing over my heated body. The effect was intense, aggressive. And I absolutely loved it and revelled in it.
And he kept his work, despite his goal having been accomplished, his tongue hard at work on my pussy to try and prolong my orgasm as much as possible.
And the tsunami of naughty feelings kept coming and coming, enhanced by his serviable work, overtaking my senses and leaving me a satisfied mess.
I was grateful for the encounter. And his reciprocated smile told me he was too.
//What a beautiful ending to an intense valentine evening!//
<<link "Time to go home and sleep" "Management">><<sleep>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Make him eat my cunt" "Not in the right mood">><</if>>
<<link "Lower his pants and get to work">><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "sexskill" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Things were getting undeniably heated between us, and I was ready to take it to the next step.
<<s Author>>Is it fair that I'm the only one out of her clothes?<</s>> I asked, slowly slipping down to kneel in front of him, still seated on the couch.
<<s Author>>How about we take these off?<</s>> My hands reached out for his pants, ready to get rid of them and find what hid inside.
<<s Leo>>Okay...<</s>> His cute voice was hesitant, but I didn't care. I needed what was inside there.
I managed to get the button undone and the zipper down, already having him prepped for his gesture. <<light Leo>> stood for a bit, hands hooked inside his pants, as he lowered them, reveling tighty whities.
//Sounds about right.//
Inside, a stiff penis pushed against its confines, eager to find air and breathe. His naughty smell was unmistakable, as it rushed to my nose, a sweet yet engaging aroma. The little member struggled, and I figured I'd help it in its fight.
<<s Author>>Let's greet little Leo, shall we?<</s>> I sweetly said as I hooked my hand into his waistband and slowly lowered it.
The stiff member poked out from under its white confines as it lowered, a respectable 3 inches hard member eager to receive attention, and already leaking a bit of its precum, wanting release.
It was sweet. But then again, it's not the size of the boat but rather the motion of the ocean, right?
<<picmid "valentine/leo-bj.jpg">>
I slowly lowered myself to his penis and licked its head, as it ebbed with my tongue action, desperate for more attention. I flicked my tongue against it once more, and was met with a naughty moan from my friend.
Looking up, I saw he had his eyes closed, concentrating on the sensations I was giving him, and unable to really engage with me.
He looked cute so taken by the sensations rocking his body all coming from the tip of his small penis.
And lick after lick, flick after another, my tongue got to work slobbering his member and stroking it, making it wet. And grunts of appreciation escaped his lips as my tame oral exploration kept him on beautiful edge.
<<s Leo>>Oh yes...<</s>>
There was no doubt my friend was liking what I was doing, his senses tingling and emotions in a shamble as he kept pushing his hips forward for more attention.
And I went for the kill, wrapping my lips around the head and lowering my mouth until it entirely engulfed his shaft, taking him in and teasing him with my tongue and mouth. He moaned out in eager appreciation as I sucked with extreme energy, eager to get him over the edge.
<<picmid "valentine/leo-bj2.jpg">>
And he couldn't really last long. Moments later, flicking my tongue against the lower side of his head and keeping my suction up, I felt his penis grow a bit, warning of what was to come. And cum he did, filling my receiving mouth with spurt after spurt of smooth liquid, his sperm flowing inside of my mouth in a soft manner, coaxed by my enticing tongue.
And his moans rose, happy and satisfied, as he emptied himself inside of my willing mouth, and I took what he had to offer willingly. His closed eyes and wide smile told me of his extreme satisfaction, and I felt proud to have brought him such pleasure. From hating valentine to smiling wide as he emptied his balls, I'd say that's a commandable change of heart!
Soon thereafter, we both got dressed as we reeled with the implications of what happened. <<if $alphabeta gte 10>><<light Leo>> looked at me with a smile, his hand hooking on the back of my head to bring me into a kiss that I couldn't help but reciprocate.
<<s Leo>>That was a nice valentine.<</s>><<else>><<light Leo>> looked at me with a smile, but also a sort of longing. I approached and gave him a kiss, giving him a small aftertaste of his own sperm.
<<s Author>>Happy valentine.<</s>> I smiled at him.<</if>>
//What a happy ending to a lovely soft valentine!//
<<link "Time to go home and sleep" "Management">><<sleep>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<if $alphabeta lte -15>><<link "Rub him through his pants and whisper in his ear">><<add "arousal" 10>><<add "open" 1>><<add "sexskill" 1>><<less "alphabeta" 2>><<replace "#choices">>This was the perfect opportunity to help <<light Leo>> be more in line with who he's supposed to become, and help him along his path of self-discovery.
<<s Author>>Someone's happy to see me!<</s>> I commented, my hand drifting down to discover the newest member of our party.
<<s Leo>>You're just really hot.<</s>> Came his explanation, which sounded almost like an apology.
<<s Author>>Oh I know baby. There's nothing to be ashamed of, We are having sweet sex after all.<</s>> I approached his ear, giving extra emphasis on the word ''sex'' as I allowed it to stretch as it came out. I felt his shudder at the mention, his stiff penis giving a nod of approval as it fought against its confines.
<<picmid "clubs/human-rights-club/leo-sitting.jpg">>
<<s Author>>Poor guy wants to get out... But it's stuck. You're stuck.<</s>> To give my point extra emphasis, I lowered myself even more on his hips, basically trapping him under me, now fully whispering my words into his sensitive ear.
I looked at the hair on his neck rise to attention, fear mixing with pleasure as he took what I said.
<<s Leo>>I don't feel trapped.<</s>> He explained, despite his voice shivering as it escaped his lips.
<<s Author>>That's because you love your cage.<</s>>
My hand gripped his penis through the pants, emphasizing my point as he gave a soft feminine moan. And I pressed, then released, slowly coaxing more moans from him as he reacted to my manipulative approach, thrusting his hips against my expert hand.
<<picmid "clubs/human-rights-club/guard-stroking.jpg">>
<<s Leo>>This feels... Good.<</s>>
<<s Author>>There you go. It's okay to let go. Fuck my hand. Fuck your pants.<</s>>
He moaned and went for it, his hips thrusting against material and limb, searching for his release, and slowly moving in its direction.
<<s Author>>Look at you squirming under me. Gosh you're cute.<</s>> I complimented him, and he gave a compliant moan, smiling as his eyes drifted down to my bra-encased boobs.
<<s Author>>Like what you see?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>You're perfect.<</s>>
He was quick to reply, panting as he tried to take in every inch of exposed skin, still thrusting against the confined palm and cloth.
<<s Author>>I know I am.<</s>> I gave in to the dominant feeling, smiling as I looked down at him.
<<s Author>>Wanna see them?<</s>> I asked, alluding to the boobs that took all of his attention.
He nodded, unable to voice his consent as he was overtook with emotion.
<<s Author>>Then you better hump much faster and cum for me. Cum for me and I'll show them to you. Cum for me and I'll let you see my boobs without their bra. Cum for me like a good boy. Come on.<</s>>
I enticed him, wanting to put an end to his misery and wanting him to make a mess out of himself, my hand gripping stronger and rubbing him through the material of his pants.
His panting rose, crescendo-ing as he reched for more and more, his thrusts growing more erratic and his grunts more needy, until he could take no more and started thrashing about.
The dam broke as I felt wetness against my groping hand, a sticky reward for a remorseless teasing. And he moaned out in a high pitched noise, finding his satisfaction and seeing colors swim in his eyes, a mind-blowing orgasm washing over him.
<<s Leo>>Oh god oh wow!<</s>> He moaned as he kept spurting against the confines of his pants, unable to quite find a rest.
I smiled as I looked at his satisfied face, his eyes still closed in happy satisfaction.
<<s Author>>You have 5 seconds.<</s>>
I quickly pulled down my bra to reveal my boobs to him, and his eyes shot open, trying to take as much of them in as possible.
<<s Leo>>Uh.. What?<</s>> He was almost speechless, not quite expecting this development.
<<s Author>> 3... 2... 1...<</s>> Up came the bra to cover the nipples and conceal my breasts from their eager observer.
<<s Leo>>Uhh... Thank you.<</s>> He was obviously saddened by the shortness of the look he got, but still grateful for it as he had a dreamy look on his face.
<<s Author>>You're too cute.<</s>>
I stood to get dressed, eager to call an end to the night as I put on my dress.
//What a beautiful ending to a naughty valentine evening!//
<<link "Time to go home and sleep" "Management">><<sleep>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Rub him through his pants and whisper in his ear" "He isn't feminine<img src='images/icons/fem.png'> enough">><</if>></div><img src="images/valentine/flyer.jpg" width="100%" position="center">
Picking up the flyer and looking at it, I could see the statement that it made, and understood people's interest in what was coming.
The air was jubilant, everyone was in a positive mood, overall, everything looked good!
<<s Jasmin>>Hellooo!!! Can you believe that? How fun is this going to be!<</s>>
<<light Jasmin>> was joyful, showing real signs of excitement.
<<s Author>>Hey Jasmin.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>I can't wait to make it there and just have the time of my life! It's gonna be a night to remember!<</s>>
<<s Author>>Jerome already agreed to it?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Agreed? He's just as excited as I am! This is going to be glorious!<</s>>
Honestly, her excitement rubbed off on me, and I could feel myself just as excited and interested as she was.
//This is going to be a fun evening indeed!//
<<link "Go to Class" "Valentine Class Jubilation">><<addhours 4>><<less "energy" 2>><<pickup $valentine "Announced" 1>><<drop $valentine "Announcement" 1>><</link>>The palpable positive mood in the air lasted in class even, as <<light Eva>> took her seat next to me.
<<s Eva>>This event sure is something, right?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Jasmin is all smiles about it.<</s>> I looked at her, not quite getting what her point of view on it actually is.
<<if $evasmarts gte 18>><<s Eva>>It's honestly not the best idea our school has come up with, Valentine is known to be a cash grab and more of a private thing.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Oh come on it's not that bad, the night could always end in privacy!<</s>> I answered her, smiling wide.
<<else>><<s Eva>>Honestly I didn't expect it, but there isn't anything really bad about this whole thing, I'm kind of into it?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I like your spirit! I might even make it!<</s>> I answered her, matching her smile.<</if>>
A moment of rest as the professor started his speech ensued, before I spoke up:
<<s Author>>What are you going to wear?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I don't think I have anything special planned... Wanna go shopping?<</s>>
<<s Author>>That sounds like a great idea! Does Sunday work for you?<</s>>
She nodded. <<s Eva>>Yes, perfect day.<</s>>
Our date set, we continued watching class, listening to our professor's explanation of physical experiments.
You know, the boring kind that you just have to watch and listen to, with no decisions to make...
<<link "Leave class" "School">><<set $evamessagepre to 3>><</link>>Today was Valentine's Day. The day where romance and sappy things come to a height, and a day where almost everything stops to celebrate couples. The school was equally in a state of stupid excitement and it showed on everyone's faces.
<<s Jasmin>>Sir can you tell us more about how you met your wife?<</s>>
The sly <<light Jasmin>> had used the opportunity to have us lose class time, tricking the professor into droning on about his love life and past.
This was admittedly a lost class, one tha-
<<s Eva>>Looking forward to tonight?<</s>>
<<light Eva>>, seated next to me, whispered her question, not wanting to get caught by the professor.
<<if $valentine.has('evadate')>><<s Author>>You know it girl, I'm so excited to be going with you!<</s>> I answered her with honesty.
<<s Eva>>So am I! I was thinking maybe you'd wanna get ready together? At my place?<</s>> She proposed, a smile growing on her face.
It wasn't a bad idea, and I leaned into it.
<<s Author>>Sounds great, I'll meet you there!<</s>>
<<s Eva>>You can take the bus or...<</s>>
<<s Author>>I'll go through the park.<</s>> I cut her off, used to taking that path to reach her.
She smiled as the professor continued his speech of sappy romance and love.
<<elseif $valentine.has('evanodate')>><<s Author>>I am.. Sorry about turning you down.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Hey don't worry about it girl, water under the bridge!<</s>> Her smile was genuine and put me at ease.
I smiled back.
<<s Eva>>I was thinking that we could get ready together at my place?<</s>> She proposed, a shy smile growing on her face.
It wasn't a bad idea, and I leaned into it.
<<s Author>>Sounds great, I'll meet you there!<</s>>
<<s Eva>>You can take the bus or...<</s>>
<<s Author>>I'll go through the park.<</s>> I cut her off, used to taking that path to reach her.
She smiled as the professor continued his speech of sappy romance and love.
<<else>><<s Author>>I am excited for it!<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Have you given my proposal some thought?<</s>> She asked, referring to the invitation to go together as a fake date. I did take my glorious time to answer her, I can't deny that!
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Accept her as a date">><<pickup $valentine "evadate" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I saw no wrong in going there with her, and so gave her my final answer.
<<s Author>>I'd love to go with you.<</s>><<if visited("Eric Valentine Talk") gte 3>> <<s Author>>Thank you for not making it a huge proposal like a certain someone!<</s>> I whispered, aluding to <<light Eric>>'s grand romantic gesture.<</if>>
<<s Eva>>Gosh that was awkward.<</s>> She smiled for a bit, before continuing, <<s Eva>>I was thinking we could get ready for the party together at my place?<</s>> She proposed, a shy smile growing on her face.
It wasn't a bad idea, and I leaned into it.
<<s Author>>Sounds great, I'll meet you there!<</s>>
<<s Eva>>You can take the bus or...<</s>>
<<s Author>>I'll go through the park.<</s>> I cut her off, used to taking that path to reach her.
She smiled as the professor continued his speech of sappy romance and love.
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "I'd rather go solo">><<replace "#choices">>I didn't feel like being tied down to a person for the evening, so was clear about my situation.
<<s Author>>Honestly I really appreciate the offer but I'd rather fly solo for tonight.<</s>> I explained, hoping not to hurt her. <<s Author>>But thanks for not making it a huge proposal like a certain someone!<</s>> I continues, alluding to <<light Eric>>'s grand romantic gesture.
<<s Eva>>Gosh that was awkward.<</s>> She smiled for a bit, before continuing, <<s Eva>>But I understand your desire to be free tonight. I was thinking we could get ready for the party together at my place?<</s>> She proposed instead, a shy smile growing on her face.
It wasn't a bad idea, and I leaned into it.
<<s Author>>Sounds great, I'll meet you there!<</s>>
<<s Eva>>You can take the bus or...<</s>>
<<s Author>>I'll go through the park.<</s>> I cut her off, used to taking that path to reach her.
She smiled as the professor continued his speech of sappy romance and love.<</replace>><</link>></div><</if>>
<<link "Leave class" "School">><<pickup $valentine "Today" 1>><<drop $valentine "Approach" 1>><</link>>I caught up to my friend as he made his way down the corridor.
<<s Author>>Hey friend. Is everything okay? You haven't been yourself lately.<</s>> I put my hand on his shoulder as I said my bit.
<<s Leo>>Hey <<print $name>>. Yeah not really, I don't know...<</s>>
<<s Author>>Everything okay at home?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Better than ever. My parents are insufferable as always, acting all lovey dovey because it's February and whatnot.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Well yeah valentine is on its way!<</s>> I reminded him, smiling.
He didn't reciprocate, but rather his mood shifted for the worse:
<<s Leo>>Everyone's so obsessed about this stupid holiday. It's meaningless.<</s>> He snapped.
Not so attached to this event, I let it slide:
<<s Author>>Hey I understand what you're saying. I've never had a valentine myself.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Seriously? But you've always been so...<</s>>
<<s Author>>Unlucky. You're not the only one, Leo.<</s>> I answered him before he got to finish his question.
<<s Leo>>Well yeah but it's different for you.<</s>>
<<s Author>>How is it different?<</s>> My curiosity peaked.
<<s Leo>>You're not... special, unusual, a freak like me.<</s>>
<<light Leo>>'s self image was really hurt, he didn't seem so great.
<<s Author>>Come on Leo! You're cool! What, are you gonna tell me that you've never been on a date?<</s>> I scoffed at him.
My friend remained silent, avoiding eye contact.
<<s Author>>Oh you haven't. Oh I'm sorry I didn't know.<</s>>
Awkwardness filled the air.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>Tell him to come to the party">><<add "Leo" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<pickup $valentine 'Leoatparty' 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>I know how to solve that.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Please don't set me up with someone. I'm not ready for this kind of attention.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Who said anything about setting you up with someone? You just need diversion in a nice setting. Come to the valentine party!<</s>> I announced, confidently smiling at him.
Shocked wouldn't describe how he looked right then and there.
<<s Author>>Come on, you don't need to do anything. Just show up and enjoy the vibes there, that's all there is to it. And if I manage to find you a special someone by then, well then you'll be the lucky one.<</s>>
I announced my plans, and left him there still replaying the encounter in his head.
<<link "Leave" "School">><<addmins 30>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Give him a motivational speech and call it a day">><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Hey... friend... It's never too late, you know. I'm sure you'll find that special someone!<</s>> I tried to fill the silence.
<<s Leo>>That's what people always say. I just want what my parents have, their positive vibes and loving stares and chemistry and...<</s>> He seemed downtrodden. But there was nothing that I could do.
<<s Author>>It takes time and effort, but you'll get there Leo. I'm sure of it.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Sure. Thanks <<print $name>>, I appreciate you.<</s>>
<<link "Leave" "School">><<addmins 30>><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><<if visited(passage()) is 1>><<pickup $valentine "EricTalk1" 1>>Noticing the flier in his hand and wanting to tease him about it, I decided to approach my friend.
<<s Author>>So Eric, any special someone you're looking to invite to that party?<</s>>
His nervousness was visible as he looked at me, trying to joke about it.
<<s Eric>>This stupid thing? Definitely not! Why, are you interested?<</s>> Poor guy can't lie for his life.
<<s Author>>I might be... If the right guy comes along.<</s>> I teased him, wanting to see what he'd do.
<<s Eric>>I mean... It does sound like fun.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Wasn't it stupid a moment ago?<</s>>
<<s Eric>>New evidence has come to life.<</s>>
<<s Author>>What are you, a detective?<</s>> I joked, helping him out of his shell.
<<s Eric>>Detective Eric, at your service.<</s>>
<<s Author>>See you around, detective loverboy.<</s>>
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>><<s Eric>>So that party...<</s>>
I should've guessed that <<light Eric>> would want to talk about that.
<<s Author>>Sounds stupid, right?<</s>>
<<s Eric>>The verdict is still out on that. Do you have a date to it?<</s>>
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/cuck.png'>Tease him">><<add "cuck" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Actually I do.<</s>> I answered him.
He immediately showed hesitation.
<<s Eric>>Oh. Oh well enjoy it!<</s>> He forced himself to feel happy for me. I smiled.
<<s Author>>I'm joking, Eric, still waiting for the right person to come along.<</s>> I batted my eyes at him before taking my leave.
//Let him think it over for a while//
<<link "Leave" "School">><<pickup $valentine 'ericchoosed' 1>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>I'm free">><<add "Eric" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>I don't actually. I'm a free bird.<</s>> I answered him.
He couldn't hide the small tingle of joy in his eyes.
<<s Eric>>Awesome! I mean cool. Wanna...<</s>>
I had to cut him off right then and there.
<<s Author>>I'm hoping whoever invites me does a whole show of it. Flowers, chocolate, the whole deal. That would be cool.<</s>>
He immediately backtracked, forcibly acquiescing:
<<s Eric>>Oh yeah definitely! That's the way to go with this for sure!<</s>>
I smiled at him, <<s Author>>I'll see you around!<</s>>
<<link "Leave" "School">><<pickup $valentine 'ericchoosed' 1>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
</div><<elseif visited(passage()) is 3>><img src='images/valentine/proposal.jpg' max-height='100%' position='center'>
I saw it coming, I should've expected it after our conversation last time, but I was hopeful that it wouldn't happen. And yet it did.
Here was <<light Eric>>, bunch of roses thrown all around him, a bouquet in hand, music playing on a portable speaker he had placed on the table next to him, ready for his big question:
<<s Eric>>Will you go to the dance with me, <<print $name>>?<</s>>
His question was innocent, sweet some might say. But it was also awkward to be asked like that.
He looked at me expectantly, as others watched along, seeing what decision I'd make, some already expecting the rejection and preparing to mock the poor guy. <<light Eva>> was also there, wanting to see what choice I'd make.
She had asked me to be her fake date to fend off the boys on Sunday, and <<if $valentine.has('Evadate')>>I had agreed. <<elseif $valentine.has('Evanodate')>>I had denied her.<<else>>I told her I'd think about it.<</if>> Her eyes were observant.
I had to choose.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'>Say yes">><<pickup $valentine 'Ericdate' 1>><<pickup $valentine 'Evanodate' 1>><<drop $valentine 'Evadate' 1>><<add "Eric" 1>><<less "Eva" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Whether it was his cute smile, the grand gesture, or just him being him, I felt a tingle of excitement inside of me at the prospect of going with <<light Eric>> to the event together. There was something beautiful about this whole thing, being so open about our partnership, that I couldn't miss.
<<s Author>>Yes. I'd love to go out with you to the party.<</s>> I declared, cheered on by our friends.
I went to hug <<light Eric>>, noticing <<light Eva>> behind him looking sad.
<<s Eric>>Oh wow. My first valentine.<</s>> He whispered in the hug.
I don't know why I kind of expected that, but brushed through it like it was nothing, elongating the hug.
I mouthed to my friend <<light Eva>> a "sorry", which she ignored and moved away.
//I might have to make it up to her...//
Besides, if we were going to the party together doesn't mean we have to spend it all together, right? <<if $cuck gte 10>><<light Eric>> was a pushover after all.<</if>>
<<link "Leave" "School">><<addmins 30>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/cuck.png'><img src='images/icons/cuck.png'>Say no">><<less "Eric" 2>><<add "cuck" 2>><<pickup $valentine 'Ericnodate' 1>><<replace "#choices">>Our friendship was great as it is, and I didn't want to ruin what we had.
Or maybe it is that I didn't want a public commitment to this.
Or maybe it is that I didn't want this kind of attention or just to be with him or...
<<s Author>>No!<</s>> I spoke out, my words beating me before I could speak.
There was a heavy silence in the air as I noticed my reaction and how it came out from me, the time moving in slow motion as the audience we had gathered caught on and started their reaction. The whoops and jokes started coming in in fast fashion, mocking the young <<light Eric>> and my rejection of him.
I would have felt bad for him, had he not put himself in such a position in the first place.
<<light Eva>> looked at the scene, and when my eye caught hers, she showed signs of.. relief? Regardless, she wasn't joining in on the mockery but was happy with what she'd witnessed.
<<s Author>>I just don't think it's the right move. I like you Eric, as a friend.<</s>>
The hollering intensified at my words, everyone making the weirdest of noise as they made fun of the boy.
<<light Eric>> couldn't take all the pressure, and slinked away, leaving the whole scene behind. He didn't cry, granted, but he was hurt.
The crowd slowly dissipated, whatever event now finished, as I was left to deal with the mental repercussions of the event.
I'd better send him a message when we get home, to clear it up.
<<link "Leave" "School">><<addmins 30>><<set $ericmessagepre to 4>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<if $valentine.has('Evadate') and $bisex gte 5>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/bisex.png'><img src='images/icons/cuck.png'>Announce I'm going with Eva">><<pickup $valentine 'Ericnodate' 1>><<add "Eva" 2>><<add "open" 1>><<add "cuck" 1>><<add "bisex" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Feeling like the best path is honesty, I answered my friend's request with the truth:
<<s Author>>Actually, Eric. I already have a date, it's Eva.<</s>> I answered him, everyone cheering around us.
<<light Eric>> wasn't as happy to hear the news, as people pushed <<light Eva>> towards me.
<<s Author>>As friends, as friends!<</s>> I was quick to point out, stopping the beginning of "Kiss kiss kiss" cheers.
People laughed, as one of the students approached <<light Eric>>.
<<s stranger>>Dude she preferred a girl over you. Awkward!<</s>>
His taunt had its effect: <<light Eric>> couldn't take all the pressure, and slinked away, leaving the whole scene behind. He didn't cry, granted, but he was hurt.
The crowd slowly dissipated, whatever event now finished, as I was left to deal with the mental repercussions of the event.
I'd better send him a message when we get home, to clear it up.
<<link "Leave" "School">><<addmins 30>><<set $ericmessagepre to 4>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><</if>>
</div>
<<else>>Problem! You already saw this scene!
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</if>>Approaching my friend in the school's corridors, I notice the flyer right behind her, and point it out.
<<s Author>>So, are you going?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>It honestly sounds stupid, are you?<</s>>
I confirm that I am seriously thinking about it.
<<s Author>>Eva and I are going to be shopping for dresses for the party actually.<</s>> I add.
<<light Yara>> perks up at that mention, commenting on it:
<<s Yara>>My two favorite people are going shopping! At the mall?<</s>>
I didn't know how I wanted to approach this turn in the conversation, did I want her there or privy to our thing?
<div id="choices"><<link "Don't give her too much information">><<replace "#choices">>Choosing to be sly about it, I respond:
<<s Author>>Wouldn't you like to know?<</s>> I keep my smile to show that I am not willing to hide anything from my friend, but not giving away that information for free.
<<s Yara>>I see you I see you, it's like a couple's thing for valentine!<</s>> She teases me.
<<s Author>>No! There's nothing between Eva and I!<</s>> I took the bait.
<<s Yara>>Oh dear, I always figured you two to be closeted lesbians. That's okay, I'll give you your space.<</s>>
I knew that she was trying to get a rise from me, as she usually does. I now really had a choice to make.
<div id="choices2"><<link "<img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'>Prove her wrong.">><<less "subdom" 1>><<less "Yara" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>Wanting to prove her wrong, I am quick to invite her:
<<s Author>>Come with us, I don't care. That should prove we're not lesbos.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>I never said there was anything wrong with lesbos. I just figured with you two being so submissive that it would never work out for you that's all.<</s>>
Her teasing is incessant, and my emotions are hard to contain as I try to fight my frustration.
<<s Yara>>Relax relax! I might just take you up on your offer. See you around!<</s>>
<<light Yara>> goes her own way after flashing me her big smile.
//I just got played.//
<<link "Leave" "School">><<set $yarashopping to true>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Ignore her taunts.">><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>Deciding not to give her the satisfaction of getting under my skin, I choose not to engage and smile at her.
<<s Author>>Did you know jealousy is bad for your health? It causes wrinkles to show much more often.<</s>> I quip back, flashing my pearls.
<<light Yara>> is amused, smiles back at me.
<<s Yara>>That's a good one. I'm actually happy for you, I'm sure it'll be a fun time for you!<</s>>
I softened a bit. <<s Author>>Thanks Yara!<</s>>
We each go our separate way, my mood positive after standing up to her.
<<link "Leave" "School">><<set $yarashopping to false>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>></div>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<if $subdom gte 10>><<link "<img src='images/icons/dom.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'>She is not invited, make it clear.">><<add "subdom" 1>><<less "Yara" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Not wanting to leave any doubt in her mind that she is not invited to our hangout, I am quick to shut her down:
<<s Author>>Honestly Yara it's gonna be a thing just for us two.<</s>>
Ever the eloquent person, her reply comes quick:
<<s Yara>>I'm so sorry, I didn't know it was a date!<</s>> Her smirk betrays the jab she's attempting.
<<s Author>>Eva's the best and she deserves the best, don't you agree?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Most definitely.<</s>>
I knew we'd see eye to eye in that.
<<s Author>>Excuse me, I gotta go!<</s>>
Taking my leave, I go my own way, not caring to see where <<light Yara>> went.
//I probably rubbed her the wrong way...//
<<link "Leave" "School">><<set $yarashopping to false>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<dark "I feel like I owe her the information" "Not submissive<img src='images/icons/sub.png'> enough">>
<<elseif $subdom lte 10>><<link "<img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>I feel like I owe her the information">><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "Yara" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I didn't want to be on <<light Yara>>'s bad side, after all she's a really good friend albeit a bit assertive...
<<s Author>>Yeah, we were thinking of visiting a few places.<</s>> I was eager to answer her.
<<s Yara>>Oh that's cool. I'm in!<</s>>
She never asked if there was room for her, but then again that was the kind of character she is, and that was the kind of charisma she exudes.
<<s Author>>That's great to hear! I'm sure Eva will be thrilled to know that too!<</s>>
<<s Yara>>It's gonna be awesome! Alright gotta go, see you later!<</s>>
As she went her way, I went mine.
<<s Yara>>Don't forget to send me the deets!<</s>> I was already doing so.
//Gosh to be confident like she is!//
<<link "Leave" "School">><<set $yarashopping to true>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<dark "She is not invited, make it clear." "Not dominant<img src='images/icons/dom.png'> enough">><<else>><<dark "She is not invited, make it clear." "Not dominant<img src='images/icons/dom.png'> enough">>
<<dark "I feel like I owe her the information" "Not submissive<img src='images/icons/sub.png'> enough">><</if>>
</div>I had made it to <<light Eva>>'s house, our outfits with me as I reached there to prepare ourselves for the upcoming event.
Music was playing as we were preparing ourselves, a nice tune that was putting us in the right mood.
<<s Eva>>I don't really like make-up.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Hey I know, but at least it'll make us look better and not give us the wrong kind of attention.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Honestly any kind of attention is the wrong kind of attention. Men know no boundaries.<</s>> She stated, her uneasiness very apparent.
<<s Author>>Regardless, we gotta put some effort into it.<</s>>
After that, we got dressed in our outfits, ready to hit the scene.
<<if $valentine.has('flowery dress')>><img src='images/valentine/flowery-dress1.jpg' width='300em'><<elseif $valentine.has('yellow dress')>><img src='images/valentine/yellow-dress1.jpg' width='300em'><<elseif $valentine.has('red dress')>><img src='images/valentine/red-dress1.jpg' width='300em'><</if>><<if $valentine.has('punk dress')>><img src='images/valentine/punk-dress1.jpg' width='300em'><<elseif $valentine.has('checkered dress')>><img src='images/valentine/checkered-dress1.jpg' width='300em'><<elseif $valentine.has('frenchie dress')>><img src='images/valentine/frenchie-dress1.jpg' width='300em'><</if>>
We were both looking extremely attractive in our new clothes, dressed to impress. The entire party would be ours for grabs at the party, and we were so ready for it.
<<s Eva>>Promise me you'll have my back tonight? Regardless of everything?<</s>>
<<s Author>>What are you worried about? I've got you Eva.<</s>> I comforted her, eager to help her in what she needed.
<<s Author>>Now let's go to the party and see what all of this is about!<</s>>
<<link "Continue to the party" "Valentine Party Intro">><<set $energy to 10>><</link>>We were at the entrance of the school's gymnasium, with people hanging out in the small clearing in front of it. It being a school event, it was obvious that drinking was out of the question. Music made its way to our ears from the inside, a party raging just a small distance away.
//For this part of the game, it is free for all with different routes to follow. Our decisions will take us in particular directions, and if we have what we need then we'll be able to progress certain storylines. We can keep going with a certain path till the end of it, but if a certain choice has a * next to it, it means that this choice will end the party for us.
Keep tabs of your energy since every choice you make will lessen it, and you might have to end the party early if you run out of energy. (There are a few ways to remedy that but we'll leave you to discover them)
Beyond that, let's enjoy the party and get going!//
<<link "Hang out here on the outside" "Valentine Quad">><</link>>
<<link "Go inside" "Valentine Gymnasium">><</link>><img src='images/valentine/exterior.jpg' position='center' width='700em'>
<<if visited(passage()) is 1>>Outside, the muffled sounds of the indoors party gave a soft background noise to the relatively calm night air. Thankfully, the weather was nice, and brought along with it a small chill that gave you an awakening jolt.
The mood was nice, with small groups having formed here and there. There were obviously a few couples here and there who were enjoying each other's intimate company, but most activity was tame as the people there were unwilling to be observed.
I could see a few faces I recognized, mainly <<light Samuel>> who was engaged in a heated discussion with a friend of his there.
<center><<link "Talk to Samuel" "Valentine Samuel">><<pickup $valentine "SamuelTalk" 1>><<addmins 15>><</link>><<if $valentine.count('SamuelTalk') is 0>>❗<</if>> | <<link "Rest for a bit" "Valentine Rest">><<addmins 15>><<if $valentine.count('rested') is 0>><<pickup $valentine "rested" 1>><<add "energy" 2>><</if>><</link>><<if $valentine.count('rested') is 0>>❗<</if>> | <<link "Go inside" "Valentine Gymnasium">><<addmins 5>><</link>></center>
<<else>><<include "Valentine Quad Random">><<if $valentine.has ("drugged")>><br>The music inside gives this whole place a weird vibe as I look at the different groups there. My mouth is dry and it is cold, I really need a rest or to go back and and dance the night away!<</if>>
<center><<if $valentine.has("SamuelHelped")>><<dark "Talk to Samuel" "He already helped me tonight.">><<else>><<link "Talk to Samuel" "Valentine Samuel">><<pickup $valentine "SamuelTalk" 1>><<addmins 15>><</link>><<if $valentine.count('SamuelTalk') is 0>>❗<<else>><<dark "❗" "He can only help us one for the valentine event.<br>Better make it count!">><</if>><</if>> | <<link "Rest for a bit" "Valentine Rest">><<addmins 15>><<if $valentine.count('rested') is 0>><<pickup $valentine "rested" 1>><<add "energy" 2>><</if>><</link>><<if $valentine.count('rested') is 0>>❗<</if>> | <<link "Go inside" "Valentine Gymnasium">><<addmins 5>><</link>>
<<link "Leave the party" "Management">><<sleep>><<drop $valentine "Today" 1>><</link>><<dark "❗*" "Ends the Valentine event">>
</center><</if>><img src='images/valentine/interior.jpg' position='center' width='700em'>
<<if visited(passage()) is 1>>The party raged on inside, with a beautiful dance floor beckoning you to dance across it and move with the loud music that was filling the place. The air was thick with a beautiful sense of excitement, and people were engaging with each other and enjoying their time.
In the corner, <<light Bekham>> was keeping a watchful eye over the whole scene, a chaperone to our evening who made sure everything was going well. Our eyes caught, and he had an undeniable glint sparkling in his, the memory of his offer still warm in my mind.
<<light Yara>> was also spending some time here, as she danced with a few of her friends elegantly dressed in a tight sporty outfit. //Ever the athlete this one!//
<<if $valentine.has('evadate')>><<s Author>>Hey Eva, how about we each spend some time alone for now? I'd like to mingle for a bit.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Oh sure. Just don't forget your promise!<</s>>
<<s Author>>Got you.<</s>>
Separating from my date, I am free to go in whichever direction I want.
<<elseif $valentine.has('ericdate')>>Approaching me, <<light Eric>> is elegantly dressed in a sweet-looking suit, happy to see me.
<<s Eric>>Woah <<print $name>>! You look amazing!<</s>> He said, obviously impressed by how I looked. I was happy to be having this kind of positive attention.
<<s Author>>Thanks Eric! You don't look so bad yourself!<</s>> I return the compliment, meaning what I was saying.
His wide smile beaming, he approaches a bit.
<<s Eric>>Tonight is going to be amazing. What do you feel like doing?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I was thinking we could discover the place a bit better. I just got here.<</s>> I answered him, immediately bringing out his awkward side.
<<s Eric>>Oh, of course, sure! I'll see you around, go ahead. Everything is great.<</s>>
Taking his leave, he slinks back, giving me my space to explore the place.<</if>>
<center><<link "Dance for a bit" "Valentine Dance">><<less "energy" 1>><<pickup $valentine "dance" 1>><<addmins 15>><</link>><<if $valentine.count('dance') is 0>>❗<<elseif $valentine.count('harrass') is 0>>❗<</if>> | <<link "Grab a drink" "Valentine Drink">><<pickup $valentine "drink" 1>><<addmins 15>><</link>><<if $valentine.count('drink') is 0>>❗<</if>> | <<link "Go deeper in school" "Valentine Inside">><<addmins 15>><</link>><<if $valentine.count('indooraccess') is 0>>❗<</if>> | </center>
<<elseif $valentine.has("distraction")>><<light Julio>> suddenly takes center stage and announces loud and clear for all to hear:
<<s Julio>>Ladies and gentlemen welcome to the Egrogry High Valentine Party!<</s>> His excitement is contagious, as our friends cheer him on.
<<s Julio>>I won't name names, but I've heard from a little birdie that the drinks have been spiked tonight, so enjoy and let's have a fun party!<</s>>
The chaos that ensued as party goers rushed to catch a drink was crazy, everyone headed to have a taste of alcohol that most probably wasn't there.
Mr. <<light Bekham>> had to switch tacts and head to the drink table himself to deal with the commotion, eventually announcing after having a taste of his own:
<<s Bekham>>Calm down everyone, these are not spiked. There is no alcohol in there!<</s>>
<<s stranger>>I can definitely taste the alcohol.<</s>> A nerd passing by announced, a smile growing on his face.
//Sounds like this distraction is a success.//
<<link "Go deeper in school" "Valentine Inside">><<addmins 15>><<pickup $valentine "indooraccess" 1>><<drop $valentine "insideunaccessible" 1>><<drop $valentine "distraction" 1>><</link>>
<<else>><<include "Valentine Gymnasium Random">><<if $valentine.has ("drugged")>><br>Music plays loudly, and I feel my body sway with it, taken by the beat. While every step is a struggle, I can't help but laugh at people's faces; they all look so weird! What's a nose even?<</if>>
<center><<link "Dance for a bit" "Valentine Dance">><<less "energy" 1>><<pickup $valentine "dance" 1>><<addmins 15>><</link>><<if $valentine.count('dance') is 0>>❗<</if>> | <<link "Grab a drink" "Valentine Drink">><<pickup $valentine "drink" 1>><<addmins 15>><</link>><<if $valentine.count('drink') is 0>>❗<</if>> | <<link "Go deeper in school" "Valentine Inside">><<addmins 15>><</link>><<if $valentine.count('indooraccess') is 0>>❗<</if>>
<<link "Go outside" "Valentine Quad">><<addmins 5>><</link>>
</center><</if>><<if $energy lte 0 and visited("Valentine Dealer Talk") is 0>><<RE "character/mark.jpg">>I feel really tired, maybe I should get home or find...<br>What is that <<link "stranger" "Valentine Dealer Talk">><<addmins 10>><</link>> doing there in the corner?<</RE>>
<<elseif $energy lte 0>><<RE "valentine/sleepy.jpg">>I feel really tired, maybe I should go home...<</RE>>
<<else>><<switch random(1, 6)>>
<<case 1>>
<div class="row"><div class="col-1"></div><div class="col-10"><div class="row randomevent"><div class="col-3 random"><img src="images/valentine/exterior-random1.jpg" width="100%"></div><div class="col-9 padded">The vibes outside are immaculate, as small groups are enjoying each other's company.</div></div></div><div class="col-1"></div></div>
<<case 2>>
<div class="row"><div class="col-1"></div><div class="col-10"><div class="row randomevent"><div class="col-3 random"><img src="images/valentine/couple-voyeur.jpg" width="100%"></div><div class="col-9 padded"><<if $valentine.has('watchedcouple')>>The couple was still exploring each other's bodies in their "secluded" car, a naughty public exploration.<<else>>Secluded in their car, a couple was engaging in a naughty exploration of each other's bodies.
Should I <<link "spy on them?" "Valentine Couple Voyeur">><<addmins 15>><<pickup $valentine 'watchedcouple' 1>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>>❗<</if>></div></div></div><div class="col-1"></div></div>
<<case 3>>
<div class="row"><div class="col-1"></div><div class="col-10"><div class="row"><div class="col-1"></div><div class="col-10"><div class="row randomevent"><div class="col-3 random"><img src="images/character/eric.jpg" width="100%"></div><div class="col-9 padded"><<if $valentine.has('ericdatedefend')>><<light Eric>> is hanging out here, talking to a friend of his. As this one moves away he beckons me over. <<link "Let's join him" "Valentine Eric Hangout">><<less "energy" 1>><<pickup $valentine "ericdateproposed" 1>><</link>>❗.<<elseif $valentine.has('ericdateproposed')>><<light Eric>> is still hanging out here, waiting for me to pick him up on his <<link "offer" "Valentine After Party">><<addmins 30>><<pickup $valentine "EricHookup" 1>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>><<dark "❗*" "Ends the Valentine event">>.<<else>><<light Eric>> is hanging out here, talking to a friend of his.<</if>></div></div></div><div class="col-1"></div></div>
<<case 4>>
<div class="row"><div class="col-1"></div><div class="col-10"><div class="row randomevent"><div class="col-3 random"><img src="images/character/mark.jpg" width="100%"></div><div class="col-9 padded"><<if $valentine.has('talkedtodealer')>>The dealer is still there, calmly making his illegal deals and getting people to buy his merchandise. Tonight is definitely a great night for him.<<elseif $valentine.has("shadydeal") or $valentine.has("noshadydeal")>>The stranger that <<light Julio>> mentioned is here, silently watching from a corner. Should I <<link "talk to him now" "Valentine Shady Deal">><<addmins 15>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>> and get the deal done?<<elseif $energy lte 5>>The weird looking person is still here, oddly standing in the corner. I feel like <<link "approaching him" "Valentine Dealer Talk">><</link>><<else>>A person that doesn't usually visit our school is standing at the corner, mostly unapproached.<</if>></div></div></div><div class="col-1"></div></div>
<<case 5>>
<div class="row"><div class="col-1"></div><div class="col-10"><div class="row randomevent"><div class="col-3 random"><img src="images/character/eva.jpg" width="100%"></div><div class="col-9 padded"><<light Eva>> is also here, having decided to take some air from the raging party inside.<<if $valentine.has('evatalk') and $Eva gte 20>><<link "Let's leave this place." "Valentine After Party">><<addmins 30>><<pickup $valentine "EvaHookup" 1>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>><<dark "❗*" "Ends the Valentine event">><<elseif $valentine.has('evatalk')>><<dark "Let's leave this place" "Not close enough">><<elseif $valentine.hasAll('evadate', 'evadatesaved')>><<link "Talk to her" "Valentine Eva Date">><<addmins 15>><<less "energy" 1>><<pickup $valentine "evatalk" 1>><</link>><</if>></div></div></div><div class="col-1"></div></div>
<<case 6>>
<div class="row"><div class="col-1"></div><div class="col-10"><div class="row randomevent"><div class="col-3 random"><img src="images/character/mark.jpg" width="100%"></div><div class="col-9 padded"><<if $valentine.has("shadydeal") or $valentine.has("noshadydeal")>>The stranger that <<light Julio>> mentioned is here, silently watching from a corner. Should I <<link "talk to him now" "Valentine Shady Deal">><<addmins 15>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>> and get the deal done?<<elseif $valentine.has('talkedtodealer')>>The dealer is still standing at the corner, talking to one of the students while giving furtive looks around them, not wanting to get caught. Our eyes catch and he smiles at me.<<else>>A person that doesn't usually visit our school is standing at the corner, talking to one of the students while giving furtive looks around them, making sure they are not observed.<</if>></div></div></div><div class="col-1"></div></div>
<<default>>
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<</switch>><</if>><<if $energy lte 0>><<RE "valentine/sleepy.jpg">>I feel really tired, maybe I should get home or find me something to pick me up...<</RE>>
<<else>><<switch random(1, 6)>>
<<case 1>>
<div class="row"><div class="col-1"></div><div class="col-10"><div class="row randomevent"><div class="col-3 random"><img src="images/valentine/background.jpg" width="100%"></div><div class="col-9 padded">Romantic vibes filled the air in a beautiful ambience inside of the gymnasium.</div></div></div><div class="col-1"></div></div>
<<case 2>>
<div class="row"><div class="col-1"></div><div class="col-10"><div class="row randomevent"><div class="col-3 random"><img src="images/valentine/dance-floor-kiss.jpg" width="100%"></div><div class="col-9 padded">On the dance floor, a couple engages in a bucal exploration, attracting the attention of many. //That's hot.//</div></div></div><div class="col-1"></div></div>
<<case 3>>
<div class="row"><div class="col-1"></div><div class="col-10"><div class="row"><div class="col-1"></div><div class="col-10"><div class="row randomevent"><div class="col-3 random"><img src="images/character/yara.jpg" width="100%"></div><div class="col-9 padded"><<if $valentine.count('yaraproposal') is 0>><<light Yara>>is hanging out here. Noticing me, she approaches.
<<link "Talk to her" "Valentine Yara Talk">><<addmins 15>><<less "energy" 1>><<pickup $valentine "yaraproposal" 1>><</link>>❗<<elseif $valentine.has('yaraproposalaccepted')>><<light Yara>> is looking at me expectantly, hoping I'll set things in motion to help her with <<light Eva>>.<<elseif $valentine.has('yaraproposaldenied')>><<light Yara>> is there hanging out with friends. Our eyes cross and I can see her disappointment in me not agreeing to her scheme. Whatever. At least <<light Eva>> is safe.<<elseif $valentine.has('yaracounterproposal')>><<light Yara>> is looking at me from across the dance floor expectantly, eager to take the action elsewhere.<<if $valentine.has('indooraccess')>><<link "Let's get it on" "Valentine After Party">><<addmins 30>><<less "energy" 1>><<pickup $valentine "YaraHookup" 1>><</link>><<dark "❗*" "Ends the Valentine event.">><<else>>I still need to find a way to make it inside of the locker rooms.<</if>><</if>></div></div></div><div class="col-1"></div></div>
<<case 4>>
<div class="row"><div class="col-1"></div><div class="col-10"><div class="row randomevent"><div class="col-3 random"><img src="images/character/bekham.jpg" width="100%"></div><div class="col-9 padded"><<light Bekham>> was keeping a watchful eye over the event, observing everyone and making sure no one's getting out of line.</div></div></div><div class="col-1"></div></div>
<<case 5 6>>
<div class="row"><div class="col-1"></div><div class="col-10"><div class="row randomevent"><div class="col-3 random"><<if $valentine.hasAny('jeromeoffered', 'jeromedenied') and $valentine.count('phonecall') is 0>><img src='images/icons/phoneicon.png' width='100%'><<elseif $valentine.has('talkedtoboth')>><img src='images/character/jerome.jpg' width='100%'><<else>><img src="images/valentine/jasminjeromedance.jpg" width="100%"><</if>></div><div class="col-9 padded"><<if $valentine.has('jeromesolooffer')>><<light Jerome>> was devouring me with his eyes. Now that <<light Jasmin>> was no longer at the party, he wanted me all for himself.
<<if $Jerome gte 5>><<link "Go with him" "Valentine After Party">><<pickup $valentine "JeromeHookup" 1>><<addmins 30>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>><<dark "❗*" "Ends the Valentine event">><<else>><<dark "Go with him" "Not close enough">><</if>><<elseif $valentine.hasAny('jeromeoffered', 'jeromedenied') and $valentine.count('phonecall') is 0>>In my purse, my phone was ringing, demanding an answer. It was <<light Jasmin>>'s father calling.
<div id='call'><<link "Answer him" "Valentine Jasmin Father Call">><<add "johntrust" 1>><<pickup $valentine "phonecall" 1>><</link>>❗
<<link "Ignore it">><<pickup $valentine "phonecall" 1>><<less "johntrust" 1>><<replace "#call">>I let the call continue until it eventually stops. I didn't feel like losing my night over this.<</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif $valentine.hasAll('talkedtoboth', 'talkedtojasmin')>><<light Jerome>> is hanging out alone when his eyes catch mine. I feel like <<link "joining him" "Valentine Jerome Talk">><<addmins 15>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>>❗<<elseif $valentine.has('talkedtoboth')>><<light Jerome>> is hanging out alone, enjoying the music. I wonder where <<light Jasmin>> is...<<else>><<light Jasmin>> and <<light Jerome>> are both dancing here together, enjoying the vibes and each others' bodies. They notice me and <<link "beckon me over" "Valentine Jasmin Jerome">><<addmins 15>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>>❗.<</if>></div></div></div><div class="col-1"></div></div>
<<default>>
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<</switch>><</if>><<if visited(passage()) is 1>><img src='images/valentine/dancing.jpg' position='center' width='700em'>
I hit the dance floor, moving my body to the rhythm and enjoying the vibes of the party, eager to get moving and my blood pumping. The songs are particularly exciting and motivating, as my dancing gets passionate and electric.
//What fun times!//
Off the corner of my eye, I notice a student I have rarely seen before eyeing me up in obvious admiration.
<<link "Keep dancing" "Valentine Dance">><<addmins 15>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>>❗
<<link " Leave the dance floor">><</link>>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>><<pickup $valentine "harrass" 1>>
Moving my body to the rhythm and enjoying the music, I notice the stranger approaching me in steady steps, eager to be moving his body alongside mine.
<img src='images/valentine/harrasser1.jpg' position='center' width='500em'>
Hooking his hand across my midriff, he begins to grind his crotch against me, wanting to push my buttons and get me going. His forceful approach is very interesting to me, an eager motion that tells me all he cares for. Although odd and extremely forward, there is no denying that there was an appeal to the whole thing, regardless of how naughty that was.
<<if $valentine.has('ericdate')>>It was at that moment that my date, <<light Eric>>, interjected and made himself known.
<<s Eric>>Hey <<print $name>> is everything okay?<</s>> He asked me, eyeing the stranger being familiar with my body.
Talking to me in my ear, the stranger asked a question of his own:
<<s stranger>>Is this guy bothering you?<</s>>
<<s Eric>>Bothering her? I am her date you fuckwad.<</s>> Came <<light Eric>>'s aggressive answer.
<<s stranger>>Is that so? She's dancing with me, so how about you kick it, puss?<</s>>
Tension was rising. I had to do something.
<div id="choices"><<link "Dance with Eric, ignore the stranger">><<add "Eric" 1>><<add "arousal" 10>><<replace "#choices">>He was my date after all, and the guy was very forceful in his approach.
I decided to move away from the stranger and into <<light Eric>>'s arms, dancing with him and moving my body alongside his.
The stranger understands that this was his cue to leave, and slowly starts moving away.
<<s stranger>>Fucking tease.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Thanks for saving me.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>Hey don't mention it. You are my date after all!<</s>> He says with a smile, happy to have helped.
Although tame in comparison, I spend the next few minutes dancing with my date.
<<link "Take a break from dancing" "Valentine Gymnasium">><<addmins 5>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Dance with the stranger to appease him">><<pickup $valentine "harrasseraccepted" 1>><<add "cuck" 1>><<add "arousal" 20>><<replace "#choices">>The stranger being an attractive, fiery presence near me, I elect to continue dancing with him, grinding my body against his suggestively.
<<s Author>>Hey it's okay Eric, it's just a dance.<</s>>
<<s stranger>>You heard her, wimp. The girl wants to dance with me, not a scrawny bitch like you.<</s>> The stranger added hurtfully, pushing <<light Eric>> to move away with a clear sadness in his eyes.
Grinding against the guy, I spend the next few minutes moving my body alongside his, an unmistakable heat rising through me.
<<link "Take a break from dancing" "Valentine Gymnasium">><<addmins 5>><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif $valentine.has('evadate')>>It was at that moment that I saw <<light Eva>> approach us, weirded out by the situation.
<<s Eva>>Hey <<print $name>>, is everything okay?<</s>> She asked while looking at me, worry apparent in her eyes.
<<s stranger>>She's doing amazing, I'm taking care of her.<</s>> The stranger interjected, requiring my friend to move away.
<<s Eva>>You sure you're fine?<</s>> My friend was still waiting on me to do something about this or give her a sign of some sort.
Tension was rising. I had to do something.
<div id="choices"><<link "Dance with Eva, ignore the stranger">><<add "Eva" 1>><<add "arousal" 10>><<pickup $valentine "evadatesaved" 1>><<replace "#choices">>She was my date after all, and the guy was very forceful in his approach.
I decided to move away from the stranger and into <<light Eva>>'s arms, dancing with her and moving my body alongside hers.
The stranger understands that this was his cue to leave, and slowly starts moving away.
<<s stranger>>Fucking tease.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Thanks for saving me.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Hey don't mention it. You are my date after all!<</s>> She says with a smile, happy to have helped.
Although tame in comparison, I spend the next few minutes dancing with my date.
<<link "Take a break from dancing" "Valentine Gymnasium">><<addmins 5>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Dance with the stranger to appease him">><<pickup $valentine "harrasseraccepted" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "arousal" 20>><<replace "#choices">>The stranger being an attractive, fiery presence near me, I elect to continue dancing with him, grinding my body against his suggestively.
<<s Author>>Hey it's okay Eva, it's just a dance.<</s>>
<<s stranger>>You heard her. The girl wants to dance with me. Unless you want to join?<</s>> The stranger added with a smirk, pushing <<light Eva>> to move away with a clear sadness in her eyes.
Grinding against the guy, I spend the next few minutes moving my body alongside his, an unmistakable heat rising through me.
<<link "Take a break from dancing" "Valentine Gymnasium">><<addmins 5>><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<else>>That was when Mr. <<light Bekham>> approached the two of us, a chaperone on a mission.
<<s Bekham>><<print $name>> you need to halt this activity young lady. This cannot happen under my watch.<</s>> He announced, staring at me.
<<s stranger>>Come on, sir! What's the harm in just a little bit of dancing?<</s>> Came the harrasser's reply from behind me, as he grinded into me a bit more forcefully, trying to prove a point and push my buttons.
<<s Bekham>><<print $name>> are you really fine with this?<</s>> The professor asked, awaiting an answer.
Tension was rising, I needed to make a choice.
<div id="choices"><<link "Use Bekham to leave the stranger">><<add "Bekham" 1>><<add "arousal" 10>><<replace "#choices">>Thankful for my professor for interjecting, and eager to show him that he's the real authority there, I moved away from the stranger.
<<s Author>>I am sorry sir, this guy just started dancing with me and I couldn't do anything about it.<</s>>
<<light Bekham>>'s face immediately turned sour, wanting to put the guy in his place.
<<s Bekham>>You better move away from the dance floor. If I ever see you here again you'll have to deal with something that you won't like.<</s>>
His forceful, strong threat had the desired effect on the harasser, who nodded and moved away immediately, not willing to find out what that threat entitled.
<<light Bekham>> placed his hand on my shoulder, looking me in the eyes.
<<s Bekham>>Are you okay?<</s>>
I nodded with a small smile. It felt good being defended like that.
<<link "Take a break from dancing" "Valentine Gymnasium">><<addmins 5>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Keep dancing with the stranger">><<pickup $valentine "harrasseraccepted" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "arousal" 20>><<less "Bekham" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Eager to see where this dancing would take us, I downplayed my professor's worries, eager to be dancing with the grinding stranger.
<<s Author>>It's all good professor. I'm just dancing in a crowded place, we're bound to get close, no?<</s>>
My logic sound despite its perversion, Mr. <<light Bekham>> nods and moves away, leaving me to dance and move my body alongside the strange pervert who keeps enjoying it.
Grinding against the guy, I spend the next few minutes moving my body alongside his, an unmistakable heat rising through me.
<<link "Take a break from dancing" "Valentine Gymnasium">><<addmins 5>><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><</if>>
<<else>>I hit the dance floor, moving my body to the rhythm and following the beat.
<<if $valentine.has('harrasserproposed')>>The stranger is yet again grinding his body onto mine, eager to get his rocks off.
<<s stranger>>Let's take this party someplace else.<</s>> His whisper is hot against my ear.
<<if $open gte 40>><<link "Go with him" "Valentine After Party">><<addmins 15>><<less "energy" 1>><<pickup $valentine "HarrasserHookup" 1>><</link>><<dark "❗*" "Ends the Valentine event">><<else>>Unfortunately, making such a move with a relative stranger is so entirely out of character for me. I am not <<dark "open enough" "should be above 40">> for this.
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Gymnasium">><<addmins 5>><</link>><</if>><<elseif $valentine.has('harrasseraccepted')>>The stranger is there, slowly making his way towards me on the dance floor. Should I <<link "engage?" "Valentine Harrasser">><<addmins 15>><<add "arousal" 20>><</link>>❗<<else>>The vibes are immaculate now that the harasser has been dealt with. I move my body to the rhythm.<</if>>
<<link "Go back" "Valentine Gymnasium">><</link>><</if>><img src='images/valentine/harrasser1.jpg' position='center' width='500em'>
Once again on the dance floor with the stranger, our bodies move in tandem as we keep the motion electric, facing each other with an unmistakable tension rising between us. He slowly nibbles at my right ear lobe right there on the dance floor, pushing the right buttons and turning me on with expert manipulation. There is something undeniably hot about this whole thing, as the music keeps playing around us and chooses what motion to follow.
<<s stranger>>You're so hot, girl. I have to have you.<</s>>
<<s Author>>You're not so bad yourself. But we are in the middle of a dance floor.<</s>> I point out with humor.
<<s stranger>>Yeah, that professor is looking at us.<</s>> He says, nodding towards an observant Mr. <<light Bekham>> who kept a watchful eye on the dancefloor.
<<s stranger>>How about we take this someplace else? Someplace more... private?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I'll have to pick you up on that offer.<</s>> I announce, flattered by his proposal but not ready to end my night just yet.
//I wonder what his plans are for me...//
<<link "Take a break from dancing" "Valentine Gymnasium">><<pickup $valentine "harrasserproposed" 1>><<addmins 5>><</link>><img src='images/valentine/rest.jpg' width='700em' position='center'>
Lying down on the grass, I decide to take a small break from all the action, breathing fresh air and resting my eyes.
<<if $valentine.has ("drugged")>>Looking at the beautiful green grass underneath me, I am compelled to give it a quick taste, lowering my head into it and dozing off for a short moment as I count sheep.
<<s Author>>This one looks oddly like me!<</s>>
I wake up with a jolt, ready to continue my partying!
<</if>>
<<link "Go back to the party" "Valentine Quad">><<addmins 5>><</link>><<if visited(passage()) is 1>><div id='drink'>Approaching the drinks table, I notice a big assortment of drinks, with <<light Julio>> hanging out nearby, talking to a couple of his friends.
<<s Julio>>Hey <<print $name>>! How are you doing?<</s>> He calls me, happy to see me.
<<s Author>>I'm doing well! How are you?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>I'm doing okay! Have you seen Leo around?<</s>>
He looks at me expectantly, hoping that my friend has made it to the party.
<<s Author>>Not really, no. I was hoping to find him here.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Well hit me up if you ever find him.<</s>> He says with a smile.
I look at the options available to me:
<center><<link "Drink some water">><<replace "#drink">>Nothing beats water, amirite?<</replace>><</link>> | <<link "Drink some soda">><<replace "#drink">>Soda's nice, I like soda.<</replace>><</link>> | <<if $valentine.has('punch')>><<dark "Drink some punch" "I already drank some of that">><<else>><<link "Drink some punch">><<add "energy" 1>><<pickup $valentine "punch" 1>><<replace "#drink">>I drink some of this weird punch. It is fruity and powerful, but obviously not alcoholic!<</replace>><</link>><</if>></center></div>
<<else>><div id='drink'><<if $valentine.has ("drugged")>>A table with multiple bottles and cups great me witha wide smile, happy to see me as I am to see it. Nearby, I am barely aware of a poster of a cat, but also <<else>>Approaching the drinks table, I notice a big assortment of drinks. Nearby, <</if>> <<if $valentine.has("JulioSeesLeo")>><<else>><<light Julio>> is hanging out nearby with his friends.<</if>> <<if $valentine.has('talkedtoboth') and $valentine.count('talkedtojasmin') is 0>><<light Jasmin>> is also hanging out here, nursing her own drink.<</if>> <<if $valentine.has('BekhamHorny')>><<light Bekham>> is also here, observing the table, and immediately noticing me approaching.<</if>>
I look at the options available to me:
<center><<link "Drink some water">><<replace "#drink">>Nothing beats water amirite?<</replace>><</link>> | <<link "Drink some soda">><<replace "#drink">>Soda's nice. I like soda.<</replace>><</link>> | <<if $valentine.has('punch')>><<dark "Drink some punch" "I already drank some of that">><<else>><<link "Drink some punch">><<add "energy" 1>><<pickup $valentine "punch" 1>><<replace "#drink">>I drink some of this weird punch. It is fruity and powerful, but obviously not alcoholic!<</replace>><</link>><</if>><<if $valentine.has("BekhamHorny")>> | <<link "Hit on Bekham.">><<replace "#drink">> I approached my professor, wanting to put an end to this whole game, and move beyond the party.
<<s Author>>So, ready to take this elsewhere?<</s>> I ask him, making sure we aren't heard.
His eyebrows furrow.
<<s Bekham>>Take this elsewhere? I don't think you can handle this.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I am done playing. You know what you want, and you have the chance to take it.<</s>> I tell him, challenging him almost.
He looked around, thinking.
A decision is taken.
<<s Bekham>>I'm going to put you in your place. Come.<</s>>
Leaving me to follow, he walks with confidence out of the party, completely disregarding his post or rather handing it over without mentioning it.
//Hook, line and sinker.//
<<link "Go with him" "Valentine After Party">><<pickup $valentine "BekhamHookup" 1>><<addmins 30>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<dark "❗*" "Ends the Valentine event">><</if>><<if $valentine.has('insideunaccessible')>> | <<link "Ask Julio for help in creating a distraction for Bekham" "Valentine Julio Talk Bekham">><<addmins 15>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>>❗<</if>><<if $valentine.has("yaraproposalaccepted") and $valentine.count('yaraaskedjulio') is 0 and $valentine.count("JulioSeesLeo") is 0>> | <<link "Use Julio to hit on Eva">><<pickup $valentine "yaraaskedjulio" 1>><<addmins 5>><<replace "#drink">><<s Author>>Hey Julio care to help me with something?<</s>> I ask my friend, hoping he'd lend a helping hand.
<<s Julio>>That depends, what do you need help with?<</s>> He asked back, weary.
<<s Author>>I just need you to fake a seduction of Eva.<</s>>
He immediately denied my request.
<<s Julio>>Oh no... No way. I'm not into that.<</s>>
I was visibly upset.
<<s Julio>>Ask someone else to do that for you... Like Samuel or Jerome or something. What about that guy, Eric?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I'll keep it in mind, thanks.<</s>>
//That was a waste.//
<<link "Go Back" "Valentine Gymnasium">><<addmins 5>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>❗<<elseif $valentine.hasAny("shadydeal", "noshadydeal") and $valentine.count("JulioSeesLeo") is 0>><<dark "Use Julio to hit on Eva" "I already asked him for a favor with Bekham.">><</if>><<if $valentine.has('talkedtoboth') and $valentine.count('talkedtojasmin') is 0>> | <<link "Talk to Jasmin" "Valentine Jasmin Talk">><<addmins 15>><<less "energy" 1>><<pickup $valentine "talkedtojasmin" 1>><</link>>❗<</if>><<if $valentine.has("LeoHelping") and $valentine.count("LeoJulioTalk") is 0>> | <<link "Talk to Julio about Leo" "Valentine Julio Leo Talk">><<addmins 10>><<less "energy" 1>><<pickup $valentine "LeoJulioTalk" 1>><</link>>❗<<elseif $valentine.has("LeoMadeup") and $valentine.count("JulioSeesLeo") is 0>><<link "Point Julio to Leo">><<add "Julio" 1>><<pickup $valentine "JulioSeesLeo" 1>><<replace "#drink">>Approaching my black friend, I announce to him:
<<s Author>>Hey Julio, Leo's feeling all better, and it's thank to you!<</s>>
He reacts with a wide smile, a question forming on his lips.
<<s Julio>>This I gotta see. Where is the sexy dude?<</s>>
Seeing no reason to deny him the answer, I choose to share that information:
<<s Author>>He's deeper in school, at the toilets near the music room.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Fantastic. Excuse me, I have a beauty to catch.<</s>> And with that, he left his spot at the table, obviously looking for a fun time.<</replace>><</link>>❗<</if>></center></div><</if>>
<<link "Go Back" "Valentine Gymnasium">><<addmins 5>><</link>><<if visited(passage()) is 1>><<pickup $valentine "insideunaccessible" 1>>As I move towards the locker rooms, trying to make my way further into the school, I am stopped by a good looking Mr. <<light Bekham>> who stops me in my tracks.
<<s Bekham>>Where do you think you're going missy?<</s>> He asks as he takes in my attire.
<<s Author>>Hello sir. Can't we go to the lockers or someplace like that?<</s>> I ask him innocently.
<<s Bekham>>I'm sorry to say that is not an option. Principal's orders.<</s>> He announces, stern.
<<s Author>> Oh that's a shame...<</s>> I tell him frowning, trying to look all cute.
//Maybe I can get <<light Julio>> to distract him somehow? <<if $Bekham gte 4>>Or maybe I can convince him myself to let some people slip through...<</if>>//
<<link "Go Back" "Valentine Gymnasium">><<addmins 5>><</link>>
<<elseif $valentine.has("indooraccess")>><<if $energy lte 0 and visited("Valentine Dealer Talk") is 0>><<RE "valentine/sleepy.jpg">>I feel really tired, maybe I should get home or find me something to pick me up...<</RE>>
<center><<link "Go back" "Valentine Gymnasium">><<addmins 5>><</link>></center>
<<elseif $energy lte 0>><<RE "valentine/sleepy.jpg">>I feel really tired, maybe I should go home...<</RE>>
<center><<link "Go back" "Valentine Gymnasium">><<addmins 5>><</link>></center>
<<else>><<if $valentine.has ("drugged")>>The party raged behind me as I looked at the long corridors stretching in front of me, feeling the blood pumping in my veins as I hazily looked ahead. What to do?<<else>>I have access to deeper parts of the school. What do I feel like doing?<</if>>>>
<<if $valentine.has("LeoAlone")>>I can still hear some movement deeper in the school... Must be <<light Leo>>...<</if>>
<center><<link "Go to the bathroom" "Valentine Toilets">><<addmins 15>><</link>> | <<link "Check out the locker rooms" "Valentine Lockers">><<addmins 15>><</link>><<if $valentine.count('LeoMetParty') is 0>> | <<link "Let's check the noise deeper in school." "Valentine Leo First Meeting">><<pickup $valentine "LeoMetParty" 1>><<addmins 15>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>>❗<<elseif $valentine.hasAll("LeoCorridor", "JulioSeesLeo") and $valentine.count("JulioLeoConnected") is 0>> | <<link "Check on Leo" "Valentine Leo Julio Corridor">><<addmins 15>><</link>>❗<<elseif $valentine.has("Julionohelp")>> | <<link "Check on Leo again" "Valentine Leo Corridor">><<addmins 15>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>>❗<</if>>
<<link "Go back" "Valentine Gymnasium">><<addmins 5>><</link>></center><</if>>
<<else>><<light Bekham>> still stands at the door, watching people have their party yet not allowing anyone further into the school. I have to find a solution to this.
<div id="distraction"><<if $Bekham gte 4 and $valentine.count('WearyBekham') is 0>><<link "Convince him to move away from his post.">><<add "open" 1>><<add "arousal" 10>><<replace "#distraction">>I knew I was close enough to my professor to get him to accept my advances, to change his mind about his task, and to open up a whole new area for out party. I just needed to play my cards right.
Grabbing a cup of punch from the table, I get closer to him, a huge smile plastered on my face.
<<s Author>>Thirsty, professor?<</s>>
Mr. <<light Bekham>> eyed me up, appreciating what he was seeing.
<<s Bekham>>That's very kind of you, <<print $name>>. Thank you.<</s>>
I sigh, resting my back against the wall near him.
<<s Bekham>>Why aren't you out there dancing with your friends?<</s>> He asked, biting.
<<s Author>>They're kids. No offense, but none of them even knows how to dance, let alone interest me.<</s>>
<<light Bekham>> smiled, agreeing with my statement.
<<s Bekham>>I don't even know why the school organized such an event. It's not like valentine should mean anything to your generation.<</s>>
I bat my eyelashes at him, putting on my best performance.
<<s Author>>It might not mean much, but it is nice to be cared for, you know..<</s>> I say with a dreamy tone, before continuing. <<s Author>>Do you get what I mean, professor?<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>Please call me Bekham.<</s>> He said, <<s Bekham>>I see what you're saying. I know what you mean.<</s>>
I smile at him, before talking again.
<div id="choices">
<<link "I can care for you">><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Maybe if you can rest for a while, I'll be able to care for you later on?<</s>> I asked expectantly.
<<s Bekham>>I don't know what you're suggesting, and don't think you should even imply anything of the sort.<</s>> He said sternly.
//That was the wrong choice, he'll definitely be on his guard now...//
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Gymnasium">><<addmins 5>><<pickup $valentine "WearyBekham" 1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "I just wish any of these kids knew how to care for me.">><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>I just wish any of these kids knew how to care for me.<</s>> I told him sweetly, emotions flying.
<<s Bekham>>None of them ever will. None of them are real men.<</s>> He announced, falling for my trap.
<<s Author>>How can you say that?<</s>>
<<s Bekham>>Why do you think I teach what I do in my classes? It's not only for you girls' benefit to know your place. It's to empower these boys too.<</s>> He announces matter-of-factly.
I nodded along.
<<s Author>>I'll seriously consider your assistant's offer... If you care for me?<</s>> I tell him, looking for signs of admittance.
<<s Bekham>>You think I don't know what this is about, <<print $name>>? I couldn't care less about the rest of the school being accessible or not. I'm sure you'll find it unsatisfying though, whatever you do.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I'll still need to find someone to take care of me.<</s>> I remind him, allowing his imagination to roam, as he left his position.
//Access to the inside of the school has been opened.//
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Gymnasium">><<addmins 5>><<pickup $valentine "indooraccess" 1>><<drop $valentine "insideunaccessible" 1>><<pickup $valentine "InterrestedBekham" 1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
</div><</replace>><</link>>❗<</if>>
<<link "Go Back" "Valentine Gymnasium">><<addmins 5>><</link>>
</div>
<</if>><<if visited(passage()) is 1>>Approaching my friend <<light Julio>>, I choose to tell him about my Mr. Bekham plight.
<<s Julio>>I have noticed that he's oddly observant of that door. Although I have to say I have seen a few people sneaking through...<</s>> He replies, interested like ma with what was happening.
<<s Author>>So you'll help me in distracting him?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Sure I can. I'll play the fine line between naughty and expelled, keep his attention away.<</s>> He answers, bringing me instant relief.
<<s Julio>>I do need your help with something though...
There is a guy outside that is supposed to deliver me something, I figure you'll be able to meet him without raising too much suspicion, and get me the delivery. What do you say?<</s>>
<div id="choices"><<link "Accept his shady deal">><<pickup $valentine "shadydeal" 1>><<add "Julio" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Willing to compromise for this, I decide to take the deal and look for that stranger.
<<s Julio>>Cool. Make sure that you stay discreet about all this, alright?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I'm the most discreet person you know, dude!<</s>> I answered him, eager to get on the way.
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Drink">><<addmins 5>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "I won't take your deal.">><<pickup $valentine "noshadydeal" 1>><<less "Julio" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Not willing to put myself in such a danger, I decide to decline his offer. I'll find another way.
<<s Author>>I don't think I can do that for you.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Should've expected that. Prude. Regardless if you change your mind you know how to make me help you.<</s>> He announces, sending me on my way.
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Drink">><<addmins 5>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif $valentine.has("shadydealdone")>>Now that the deal with the dealer has been cleared outside, I needed to get this party on track. I gave <<light Julio>> his stuff on the down-low, and he smiles at me.
<<s Julio>>I knew I could count on you, thanks <<print $name>><</s>> He tells me with an excited tone.
<<s Julio>>Now carry on and let me do my thing.<</s>>
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Drink">><<pickup $valentine "distraction" 1>><<add "Julio" 1>><<addmins 5>><</link>>
<<elseif $valentine.has("noshadydealdone")>>Despite not having accepted his shady deal, I still went ahead with it and brought him the bag he requested.
<<s Author>>Here you go Julio. Now will you fill your end of the deal?<</s>> I ask him annoyed.
<<s Julio>>What's the matter? I thought you didn't take the deal.<</s>> He replies, an embarrassing turn of events.
I feel frustrated at his reaction, as he quickly interjects.
<<s Julio>>I'm just pulling your leg. Thank you for this. Now carry on and let me do my thing.<</s>>
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Drink">><<pickup $valentine "distraction" 1>><<add "Julio" 1>><<addmins 5>><</link>>
<<elseif $valentine.has("noshadydeal")>><<light Julio>> looks at me, a smile across his face.
<<s Julio>>So, decided to change your mind yet?<</s>> He asks, arrogant and smug.
<div id="choices"><<link "Yes">><<pickup $valentine "shadydeal" 1>><<drop $valentine "noshadydeal" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>I cave in. What do you want me to do again?<</s>>
I ask him, willing to compromise.
<<s Julio>>Just find my guy on the quad outside and get the stuff for me. Once I have them I'll do your bidding and distract <<light Bekham>> from his post.<</s>> He reminds me.
<<link "Go Back" "Valentine Drink">><<addmins 5>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Forget it">><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>No, I'm not taking your deal.<</s>> I answer, furious at his insistence.
<<s Julio>>Well then why are you here?<</s>> He asks with a smirk.
<<link "Go Back" "Valentine Drink">><<addmins 5>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<elseif $valentine.has("shadydeal")>><<light Julio>> notices me approaching him, and seeing as I don't have anything in hand, scolds me:
<<s Julio>>So haven't met him yet? I need the stuff if you want me to distract Bekham.<</s>> He tells me in a serious, hushed tone.
<div id="see"><<link "I haven't found him">><<replace "#see">><<s Author>>There's no one outside. Where am I supposed to find him?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>He wouldn't stay there all the time, you'll have to slowly ease into it. Come on girl.<</s>>
<</replace>><</link>></div>
<div id="pay"><<if $valentine.count("pay") is 0>><<link "Should I pay him?">><<pickup $valentine "pay" 1>><<replace "#pay">><<s Author>>Am I supposed to pay him some money for this... Delivery?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Oh yeah sure. Kinda hoped you wouldn't ask.<</s>> He replies, joking, before passing me a wad of cash.
<<s Julio>>It's all there, just give it to him.<</s>>
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<s Julio>>I already gave you the money for it, come on get it done.<</s>><</if>></div>
He pushes me away, willing me to do his dirty deal for him.
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Drink">><<addmins 5>><</link>>
<</if>><img src='images/valentine/dealer.jpg' position='center' width='700em'>
<<if visited(passage()) is 1>>Approaching the stranger standing at the corner of the street next to the school, I see him calmly pass something to someone before turning my way.
<<s Mark>>What do you want, girl?<</s>> He sizes me up and down, a smile creeping on his face.
<<s Author>>I... I'm not used to this.<</s>>
Keeping his silent evaluation, the shady guy speaks up:
<<s Mark>>No shit. You're way out of your league.<</s>> He says, dismissing me and turning away.
There was an indescribable tension in the air.
//If <<light Eva>> saw me right now...//
<<else>>Seeing me approach, the dealer is quick to speak:
<<s Mark>>So ready to make a deal or what? I ain't got all day.<</s>><</if>>
<div id="choices"><<link "Julio sent me">><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Julio sent me. I'm here to get something of his.<</s>> I tell him, wanting to get this thing over and done with.
<<s Mark>>He did text me that a white girl would pick it up. This you?<</s>>
I nod.
<<s Mark>>So you got the dough?<</s>>
<<s Author>>The dough?<</s>> I was confused.
<<s Mark>>Yeah bitch the money, his payment.<</s>> He announces aggressively.
<div id="choices2"><<if $open gte 25 and $valentine.count("offereddealersex") is 0>><<link "I could pay you another way...">><<add "open" 1>><<add "arousal" 15>><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>Seeing this as an opportunity to save some money and still accomplish my goal, I approach the situation in a soft demeanor, wanting to put on my best face.
<<s Author>>Think I could maybe... Pay you a different way?<</s>> I ask suggestively, eager to actually show off my skills.
He silently sizes me up before speaking up.
<<s Mark>>Girl you're fine. But that ass promised me money and that's what I'm getting tonight. If you wanna come back for a quick fool around though I wouldn't say no to that.<</s>> He announces, before leaving me high and dry.
//That guy knows his worth.//
<<link "Go back" "Valentine Quad">><<pickup $valentine "offereddealersex" 1>><<addmins 5>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<elseif $valentine.has('offereddealersex')>><<dark "I could pay you another way..." "I already tried that and got shut down.">><</if>>
<<if $valentine.has('pay')>><<link "Pay him the money Julio gave me.">><<replace "#choices2">>Taking out the wad of cash that <<light Julio>> had given me, I pass it to the dealer, who quickly makes sure the full amount is there.
<<s Mark>>Sounds about right. Now give him this.<</s>>
<img src='images/valentine/drugdealintro.jpg' position='center' width='500em'>
I took the small bag from him, headed away.
<<s Mark>>And don't hesitate to approach me if you want a little something something.<</s>> He adds as I head away.
//I'll keep that offer in mind...//
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Quad">><<addmins 10>><<if $valentine.has("shadydeal")>><<pickup $valentine "shadydealdone" 1>><<elseif $valentine.has("noshadydeal")>><<pickup $valentine "noshadydealdone" 1>><</if>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<elseif $money gte 100>>
<<link "Pay from my own money">><<less "money" 100>><<replace "#choices2">>Not wanting to waste any more time over this to get the money from <<light Julio>> myself and make the payment, I choose to make the payment myself.
<<s Author>>How much do you want from him?<</s>> I ask him, eager to get this whole thing done with.
<<s Mark>>It's for 100$.<</s>>
I pull out the money from my purse and hand it over. He counts it and smiles.
<img src='images/valentine/drugdealintro.jpg' position='center' width='500em'>
<<s Mark>>Pleasure doing business with you.<</s>> He announces, handing over an opaque small bag.
<<s Mark>>And don't hesitate to come back if you want a little something something for yourself!<</s>> He adds as I head away.
//I'll keep that offer in mind...//
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Quad">><<addmins 10>><<if $valentine.has("shadydeal")>><<pickup $valentine "shadydealdone" 1>><<elseif $valentine.has("noshadydeal")>><<pickup $valentine "noshadydealdone" 1>><</if>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<dark "I don't have the money" "Gotta meet Julio for it.">><<else>><<dark "I don't have the money" "Gotta meet Julio for it.">><</if>>
<<link "I'll be right back" "Valentine Quad">><<addmins 5>><</link>>
</div><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Quad">><<addmins 5>><</link>></div>There was an unspoken tension in the air as I approached what could only be a drug dealer who'd found perfect positioning next to our school, willing to make a deal of my own.
<<s Mark>>Hey girl. Want something?<</s>> He asked, suggestively watching me up and down.
<<s Author>>What do you have?<</s>>
At this amateur question, he looks at me a bit closer.
<<s Mark>>You're not the kind who usually does this shit, huh?<</s>> He asks, a smile creeping on his face.
<<s Author>>Not really, no.<</s>>
<<s Mark>>You'll be happy to know I have a little pick-me-up. Something to bring energy back to your lungs. How does that sound?<</s>> He asks with a raised eye-brow.
<div id="choices"><<if $valentine.has('offereddealersex')>><<s Mark>>And I'll take you up on your previous offer, you suck me off and I'll give you the stuff for free. What do you say?<</s>> He added, wanting to capitulate on what I had previously said.
<<link "Agree to his deal">><<add "open" 1>><<add "sexskill" 1>><<add "arousal" 20>><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">>There was something undeniably hot about the whole situation, about putting myself on the line like that for drugs, about lowering my standards and putting a price on my services.
My thoughtfulness gave him an answer to a question that was never asked, as he took my silence as cue, his smile widening, revealing his crooked teeth.
<<s Mark>>Follow me.<</s>> He says, ready to make the best out of the situation.
Walking for a bit to reach a secluded corner of the parking lot, between cars in the middle of the night, he stops and signs for me to drop to my knees in front of him. The whole erotic nature of the encounter, the naughtiness of what I'm about to do, creates a heat that spreads across my body.
<<s Author>>What's your name?<</s>> I ask, not wanting that encounter to be with a complete stranger.
//Was he going to be the first person I blow, a complete stranger who's selling me drugs?//
<<s Mark>>Do you really need to know? I'm just a dealer you're sucking off for your fix. Now get to it.<</s>>
Undeniably, there was something extremely humiliating about sucking off someone whose name you don't even know. And there was no denying that it was having its perverted effect on me.
I took my place to my knees in front of him, ready to service him, as I looked up to him with doe eyes.
<<if $subdom gte 5>>I kept eye contact as he removed his pants, lowering them with his underwear to reveal his growing black cock. Its girth and size slowly taking bigger shape, it slowly rose to attention, as I stared at it.
<<s Mark>>Get to it, bitch.<</s>> He announced, challenging me to take it inside of my mouth.
<<else>><<s Mark>>Take them off, bitch.<</s>> He ordered me, a commanding presence that pushed me to comply as I moved to take off his trousers, lowering them alongside his underwear.
The magnificent girthy cock revealed slowly gained weight, as it grew in front of me, staring me back as I felt my mouth watering while looking at it.
<<s Mark>>Get to it.<</s>> He commanded, and I jumped to the action.<</if>>
Grabbing a hold of the cock in front of me, I started stroking it up and down, feeling it grow and take its beautiful powerful shape.
<<s Mark>>Kiss it, make it your lover.<</s>> The dealer directed me, guiding me through this unique situation I was dealing with.
I followed his voice, pursing my lips and giving the impressive penis a kiss, before wrapping my lips around the head.
The head. Bulbous, invasive, masculine, spread my pouty lips as it explored my mouth, softly gliding against my tongue as it approached the back of my throat.
<<picmid "clubs/human-rights-club/jasmin-bj2.jpg">>
I moved my tongue against it, feeling its musky scent invade my senses as I got accustomed to its size and shape, to the feeling of having it explore my cavity. To the feeling of being so submissive in front of such a commanding presence.
I looked up, and my eyes caught his.
<<if $looks gte 5>>He looked back at me, his eyes boring into my soul, as his dick twitched inside my mouth, distracting me.
<<s Mark>>You look hot with my dick in your mouth.<</s>> He complimented me, a perverted comment that sent naughty shivers down my spine.
<<else>>He stared back at me, his eyes drilling through to find my soul, his hand resting against my head.
<<s Mark>>What a bitch.<</s>> His demeaning comment sent naughty shivers down my spine, nothing but a hole for his pleasure.<</if>>
And indeed, I was nothing but a hole for his pleasure, a toy that he got to play with and control however he wished, a naughty girl that was blowing someone off for her fix.
His cock started gliding back and forth, a wave of emotions coursing through me as he started slowly moving his hips to bring himself pleasure, using me as an object to bring him pleasure.
<<picmid "clubs/human-rights-club/thomia-deep.jpg">>
<<s Mark>>That's it. That's a good girl.<</s>> He started pushing me further, his cock now at full size and his sexual ministrations growing and taking stronger shape.
<<s Mark>>Time to really pay for your drugs, you filthy addict.<</s>>
I was not an addict. This would be the first time I'd ever try drugs. I just needed the energy.
An energy that I was about to lose by sucking this stranger off, as he forced himself onto me, overpowering me.
His cock started nudging the back of my throat, softly yet surely choking me in deliberate intervals, and I complied, holding my breath in these moments of intense activity.
<<picmid "valentine/dealer-bj.jpg">>
<<if $sexskill gte 10>>Thinking back on the porn films I'd seen while playing with myself, attempting my best to apply the learnings of the past years of self-exploration, I pushed myself beyond that choking motion, allowing for a deepthroat and further leaning into it. It was just an exercise, of a different kind.
And it felt amazing to do that naughty work, as I bobbed my head up and down, taking a semblance of control over the situation... As much control as one can in these circumstances...
The muffled sounds of my deepthroating had their desired effects on the stranger using my mouth, as my continuous sexual ministrations soon brought him close to the edge.
<<else>>Despite my lack of sexual knowledge, I tried my best to service the person in front of me, offering him perverted satisfaction as his cock kept pushing my limits.
The deepthroating was overpowering, invasive, and it made me create sounds that I never knew possible.
This brought him great satisfaction, as from the corners of my teary eyes I could see his huge smile growing with each perverted sound that emanated from my throat.
These perverted ministrations slowly but surely had their desired effect on him, bringing him close to the edge.<</if>>
<<s Mark>>I'm about to cum. You better be ready!<</s>> He announced, ready to shoot his load in my throat, his hand against the back of my head, pushing me down on his impressive member.
<div id="choices2"><<if $athletics gte 30>><<link "<img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Move away, I'm not swallowing.">><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>I couldn't allow him to overpower me like that, I still had some sort of control over this whole thing. As he got even closer to his climax, I placed my hands against his powerful thrusting quads and pushed myself off, before grabbing hold of his cock and finishing him off to one side.
He had no control over the situation as he kept thrusting his hips against my working hand, and soon ejaculated on the floor next to me, pleasure overpowering him and cum leaving his erect beast of a cock.
I watched as spurt after spurt of white sperm oozed out of him and on the floor next to me, making sure none of the white liquid found its way to my dress.
His satisfaction now secured, he put his hand in his small bag and pulled out my payment for the service.
<<s Mark>>You know where you can find your next fix, bitch.<</s>> He announced as he put on his pants.
//That was probably the naughtiest thing I have ever done...//
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Quad">><<addmins 5>><<pickup $valentine "drug" 1>><<pickup $valentine "talkedtodealer" 1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Move Away, I'm not swallowing." "Not strong<img src='images/icons/athletics.png'> enough.">><</if>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/sexskill.png'>Swallow, that's what a slut does.">><<add "sexskill" 1>><<pickup $valentine "cumbreath" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>There was something undeniably hot about being overpowered in that way, about being brought to submit so fully and receive someone else's sperm inside one's mouth.
And I leaned into it, allowing his controlling hand on the back of my head to push me further against his cock as he reached his climax, spurt after spurt of his ejaculate filling my mouth and sliding down my throat, as I played catch-up.
My bobbing ceased. All that was left was my submission, my full naughty acceptance of his commanding control. And I loved it.
His sperm was an acquired taste. And I acquired it fast as I struggled to keep it all in. There was no denying that what I was doing was probably the naughtiest thing I've ever done, but I was accepting it.
His cock left my mouth with a pop, as he stuffed himself back inside his pants.
<<s Mark>>You know where you can find your next fix, bitch.<</s>> The dealer said, handing me the small bag of cocaine.
//Here was my payment for a job well done...//
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Quad">><<addmins 5>><<pickup $valentine "drug" 1>><<pickup $valentine "talkedtodealer" 1>><</link>> <</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>>
<<else>>I had my choice on whether or not I wanted to take him up on his offer, or make an offer of my own.
<<if $open gte 25>><<link "Offer to pay with a blowjob">><<add "open" 1>><<add "sexskill" 1>><<add "arousal" 20>><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">>A random thought crossed my mind. Maybe it was the whole premise of what I was about to do, buying drugs from a total stranger, or maybe it was because I felt like doing it... After all, the guy was shady and I was feeling frisky...
<<s Author>>I'll blow you for it.<</s>> I tell him confidently.
Looking me up and down, a smile slowly creeps on his face.
<<s Mark>>Follow me.<</s>> He says, liking what I suggested and ready to make the best out of the situation.
Walking for a bit to reach a secluded corner of the parking lot, between cars in the middle of the night, he stops and signs for me to drop to my knees in front of him. The whole erotic nature of the encounter, the naughtiness of what I'm about to do, creates a heat that spreads across my body.
<<s Author>>What's your name?<</s>> I ask, not wanting that encounter to be with a complete stranger.
//Was he going to be the first person I blow, a complete stranger who's selling me drugs?//
<<s Mark>>Do you really need to know? I'm just a dealer you're sucking off for your fix. Now get to it.<</s>>
Undeniably, there was something extremely humiliating about sucking off someone whose name you don't even know. And there was no denying that it was having its perverted effect on me.
I took my place to my knees in front of him, ready to service him, as I looked up to him with doe eyes.
<<if $subdom gte 5>>I kept eye contact as he removed his pants, lowering them with his underwear to reveal his growing black cock. Its girth and size slowly taking bigger shape, it slowly rose to attention, as I stared at it.
<<s Mark>>Get to it, bitch.<</s>> He announced, challenging me to take it inside of my mouth.
<<else>><<s Mark>>Take them off, bitch.<</s>> He ordered me, a commanding presence that pushed me to comply as I moved to take off his trousers, lowering them alongside his underwear.
The magnificent girthy cock revealed slowly gained weight, as it grew in front of me, staring me back as I felt my mouth watering while looking at it.
<<s Mark>>Get to it.<</s>> He commanded, and I jumped to the action.<</if>>
Grabbing a hold of the cock in front of me, I started stroking it up and down, feeling it grow and take its beautiful powerful shape.
<<s Mark>>Kiss it, make it your lover.<</s>> The dealer directed me, guiding me through this unique situation I was dealing with.
I followed his voice, pursing my lips and giving the impressive penis a kiss, before wrapping my lips around the head.
The head. Bulbous, invasive, masculine, spread my pouty lips as it explored my mouth, softly gliding against my tongue as it approached the back of my throat.
<<picmid "valentine/dealer-bj.jpg">>
I moved my tongue against it, feeling its musky scent invade my senses as I got accustomed to its size and shape, to the feeling of having it explore my cavity. To the feeling of being so submissive in front of such a commanding presence.
I looked up, and my eyes caught his.
<<if $looks gte 5>>He looked back at me, his eyes boring into my soul, as his dick twitched inside my mouth, distracting me.
<<s Mark>>You look hot with my dick in your mouth.<</s>> He complimented me, a perverted comment that sent naughty shivers down my spine.
<<else>>He stared back at me, his eyes drilling through to find my soul, his hand resting against my head.
<<s Mark>>What a bitch.<</s>> His demeaning comment sent naughty shivers down my spine, nothing but a hole for his pleasure.<</if>>
<<picmid "clubs/human-rights-club/jasmin-bj2.jpg">>
And indeed, I was nothing but a hole for his pleasure, a toy that he got to play with and control however he wished, a naughty girl that was blowing someone off for her fix.
His cock started gliding back and forth, a wave of emotions coursing through me as he started slowly moving his hips to bring himself pleasure, using me as an object to bring him pleasure.
<<s Mark>>That's it. That's a good girl.<</s>> He started pushing me further, his cock now at full size and his sexual ministrations growing and taking stronger shape.
<<s Mark>>Time to really pay for your drugs, you filthy addict.<</s>>
I was not an addict. This would be the first time I'd ever try drugs. I just needed the energy.
An energy that I was about to lose by sucking this stranger off, as he forced himself onto me, overpowering me.
His cock started nudging the back of my throat, softly yet surely choking me in deliberate intervals, and I complied, holding my breath in these moments of intense activity.
<<picmid "clubs/human-rights-club/thomia-deep.jpg">>
<<if $sexskill gte 10>>Thinking back on the porn films I'd seen while playing with myself, attempting my best to apply the learnings of the past years of self-exploration, I pushed myself beyond that choking motion, allowing for a deepthroat and further leaning into it. It was just an exercise, of a different kind.
And it felt amazing to do that naughty work, as I bobbed my head up and down, taking a semblance of control over the situation... As much control as one can in these circumstances...
The muffled sounds of my deepthroating had their desired effects on the stranger using my mouth, as my continuous sexual ministrations soon brought him close to the edge.
<<else>>Despite my lack of sexual knowledge, I tried my best to service the person in front of me, offering him perverted satisfaction as his cock kept pushing my limits.
The deepthroating was overpowering, invasive, and it made me create sounds that I never knew possible.
This brought him great satisfaction, as from the corners of my teary eyes I could see his huge smile growing with each perverted sound that emanated from my throat.
These perverted ministrations slowly but surely had their desired effect on him, bringing him close to the edge.<</if>>
<<s Mark>>I'm about to cum. You better be ready!<</s>> He announced, ready to shoot his load in my throat, his hand against the back of my head, pushing me down on his impressive member.
<div id="choices2"><<if $athletics gte 30>><<link "<img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Move away, I'm not swallowing.">><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>I couldn't allow for him to overpower me like that, I still had some sort of control over this whole thing. As he got even closer to his climax, I placed my hands against his powerful thrusting quads and pushed myself off, before grabbing hold of his cock and finishing him off to one side.
He had no control over the situation as he kept thrusting his hips against my working hand, and soon ejaculated on the floor next to me, pleasure overpowering him and cum leaving his erect beast of a cock.
I watched as spurt after spurt of white sperm oozed out of him and on the floor next to me, making sure none of the white liquid found its way to my dress.
His satisfaction now secured, he put his hand in his small bag and pulled out my payment for the service.
<<s Mark>>You know where you can find your next fix, bitch.<</s>> He announced as he put on his pants.
//That was probably the naughtiest thing I have ever done...//
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Quad">><<addmins 5>><<pickup $valentine "drug" 1>><<pickup $valentine "talkedtodealer" 1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Move Away, I'm not swallowing." "Not strong<img src='images/icons/athletics.png'> enough.">><</if>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/sexskill.png'>Swallow, that's what a slut does.">><<add "sexskill" 1>><<pickup $valentine "cumbreath" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>There was something undeniably hot about being overpowered in taht way, about being brought to submit so fully and receive someone else's sperm inside one's mouth.
And I leaned into it, allowing his controling hand on the back of my head to push me further against his cock as he reached his climax, sourt after spurt of his ejaculate filling my mouth and sliding down my throat, as I played catch-up.
My bobbing ceased. All that was left was my submission, my full naughty acceptance of his commanding control. And I loved it.
His sperm was an acquired taste. And I acquired it fast as I struggled to keep it all in. There was no denying that what I was doing was probably the naughtiest thing I've ever done, but I was accepting it.
His cock left my mouth with a pop, as he stuffed himself back inside his pants.
<<s Mark>>You know where you can find your next fix, bitch.<</s>> The dealer said, handing me the small bag of cocaine.
//Here was my payment for a job well done...//
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Quad">><<addmins 5>><<pickup $valentine "drug" 1>><<pickup $valentine "talkedtodealer" 1>><</link>> <</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Offer to pay with a blowjob" "Not open<img src='images/icons/open.png'> enough">><</if>><</if>>
<<if $money gte 100>><<link "Offer to pay in cash">><<less "money" 100>><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Not willing to compromise my values and offer him temporary satisfaction, I decided to simply pay him the money he is owed for such a deal.
<<s Author>>How much will 100$ buy me?<</s>> I ask him straighforwardly, as he eyes up the bill I give him.
<<s Mark>>About that much.<</s>>
He discreetly passes me the stuff before sending me on my way.
//Time to find me a bathroom to do my thing.//
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Quad">><<addmins 5>><<pickup $valentine "drug" 1>><<pickup $valentine "talkedtodealer" 1>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Offer money instead" "Don't have enough money">><</if>>
<<link "Just leave" "Valentine Quad">><<addmins 5>><</link>></div><img src='images/valentine/toilets.jpg' position='center' width='700em'>
<<if visited(passage()) is 1>>These secluded toilets were relatively clean all things considered, far enough from the party to not be disturbed unless purposely disturbed.
<<else>>I was back to these secluded toilets. <<if $valentine.has("Leomadeup") and $valentine.count("JulioSeesLeo") is 1>>There was muffled sounds towards the last stall in the back, and it seemed odd. <<link "Act as if I'm leaving to listen in." "Valentine Leo Julio Toilets">><<addmins 10>><<less "energy" 1>><<add "arousal" 15>><</link>><<else>>What can I do?<</if>><</if>>
<center><div id="options"><<if $valentine.has('punch')>><<link "Take a piss">><<addmins 10>><<pickup $valentine "piss" 1>><<add "energy" 1>><<replace "#options">>Making use of the calm, I allow myself to take a short rest and take a piss. I feel a renewed energy rising in me.<</replace>><</link>>❗<<elseif $valentine.has("piss")>><<dark "Take a piss" "I already did that">><<else>><<dark "Take a piss" "I don't feel like doing that. Maybe if I had something to drink...">><</if>><<if $valentine.has("LeoToilets") and $valentine.count("JulioSeesLeo") is 0>> | <<link "Check up on Leo" "Valentine Leo Toilets">><<addmins 15>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>><<elseif $valentine.has('drug')>> | <<link "Time to make use of the drug" "Valentine Drug Use">><<addmins 15>><<drop $valentine "drug" 1>><</link>>❗<</if>></div>
<<link "Go Back" "Valentine Inside">><<addmins 5>><</link>></center><img src='images/valentine/cocaine-energy.jpg' position='center' width='700em'>
Here I was, inside of the bathroom, a line of the white powder lying in front of me, waiting to be snorted into my system. It was a line that I was crossing, white and watching me ponder whether I want to make that jump...
But there was so much to do at this party, and it couldn't be done unless I gave myself some powder courage...
<div id="choices"><<link "Do it">><<set $energy to 10>><<pickup $valentine "drugged" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>No going back now.
I approach the substance, rolling the dollar bill as I've seen them do in films and series, and put my nose against it, sniffing the substance with a sharp intake.
I immediately feel the rush to my head, as the drug starts taking its effect on me, synapses firing and haziness settling in.
''Let's get this party started!''
<<link "Leave bathroom" "Valentine Inside">><<addmins 5>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Hesitate">><<replace "#choices">>Taking a moment to take in what I was about to do, I hesitate to make that dangerous jump into a world of depravity and naughty play.
My hesitation turns into thoughtfulness, which quickly switches into apprehension at what I was about to do.
Taking my distance from the dangerous action I was about to engage in, I am startled by the entrance of someone into the toilets and cubicle next to me, as I hit the powder, making it fall on the floor.
Wanting to separate myself from this whole thing, I rush out, leaving the dangerous powder behind.
<<link "Leave bathroom" "Valentine Inside">><<addmins 5>><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><div id='continue'><img src='images/character/samuel.jpg' position='center' width='500em'>
<<if visited(passage()) is 1>>My friend <<light Samuel>> is here, hanging out with a female friend of his, putting the moves on her.
<<s Samuel>>Hey girl! You're looking fine as hell!<</s>>
The girl hits him on the shoulder for his comment.
<<s Samuel>>Excuse me, I didn't introduce you two to one another.
<<print $name>> this is Alicia, my date for the night. Alicia this is <<print $name>>, a good friend here at school.<</s>>
His smug smile carries his sultry voice as he gets the moves on.
<<if $valentine.has('ericdate')>><<s Samuel>>I've heard you're here on a date with Eric. How's that working out for you girl?<</s>>
<<s Author>>It's going well. You might see him around.<</s>> I tell him, smiling to myself and doing my best to look confident.
<<s Samuel>>If you were my date I wouldn't let you out of my sight girl.<</s>> He announces, gaining him a playful hit on the shoulder from his date.
<<s Samuel>>You let me know if you ever need a real man, okay girl?<</s>> He says before turning his attention to his date, wanting to enjoy her company.
<<elseif $valentine.has('evadate')>><<s Samuel>>I heard you're here on a date with Eva. How's that working out for you, girl?<</s>>
<<s Author>>How did you know that? Noone knows.<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>Girl news travels fast. I saw you two walking arriving together, and the looks you give each other...<</s>>
<<s Author>>That's nothing, it's a simple arrangement to make sure we don't get unwanted attention from boys.<</s>> I announce, gaining me a huge grin from the man in front of me,
<<s Samuel>>Well in that case, let me know if you ever need a real man, okay girl?<</s>> He says before turning his attention to his date, enjoying her company and bait thrown at me.<<else>><<s Samuel>>So who are you here with?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I'm here alone. Single and ready to mingle.<</s>> I announce, smiling widely at him.
<<s Samuel>>It's a shame honestly. A girl as sexy as you shouldn't be alone, it's dangerous out there.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I can handle the attention myself, thank you very much.<</s>> I tell him with a smirk.
<<s Samuel>>There is no doubt you can, girl.<</s>> He jests, eyeing me up.
<<s Samuel>>You let me know if you ever need a real man, okay girl?<</s>> He says before turning his attention to his date, enjoying her company and bait thrown at me.
<</if>>
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Quad">><<addmins 5>><</link>>
<<else>><<light Samuel>> sees me approaching, still enjoying his date's company.
<<s Samuel>>Anything I can help you with?<</s>> He asks, with a wide smile on his face.
<center><<if $valentine.has('InterrestedBekham')>><<link "Use him to make Bekham jealous">><<addmins 15>><<less "energy" 1>><<pickup $valentine "SamuelHelped" 1>><<replace "#continue">>There was no other option apparent to me on how to accomplish my goal and get what I needed from him. And I needed to make the best use of what I had.
He was the solution to the <<light Bekham>> dilemma.
<<s Author>>I need you to help me make someone jealous.<</s>> I announced, unabashedly, even in front of his girlfriend.
<<s Samuel>>Oh that's interesting. Who's that guy that doesn't know what they're missing? Is it your date?<</s>> His curiosity peaked.
<<s Author>>Bekham.<</s>> I lowered my voice just a bit. His date wasn't a student in our school after all.
<<s Samuel>>I like the way you think, girl. Count me in.<</s>>
His date was quick to interject and try to convince him against it, but he cut in:
<<s Samuel>>It's a quick thing to help a friend in need. I'll be back.<</s>> He told her with a wink, before standing up to attention.
<<s Samuel>>Come on, let's go in.<</s>>
<<link "Continue">><<replace "#continue">><<light Samuel>> had a big smile on his face as he led me to the center of the stage, eager to get me to dance with him and even more eager for it to make someone jealous.
He might be a means to an end, but he was attractive after all and I couldn't deny that...
Our steps in tune with the music playing around us, we quickly got into the rhythm as our bodies moved in unison, complimenting each other and enjoying the beautiful vibes.
<<s Samuel>>You might want to dance closer. That wouldn't make anyone jealous.<</s>> He announced with a sly smile, knowing he was right and knowing he had an opportunity to have my body against his.
<img src='images/valentine/grinding-jj.jpg' width='60%'>
And I didn't mind. Means to an end.
I moved closer, our bodies now touching in more places than one as we writhed against each other, a sultry seductive and envious dance.
I could feel him against my back, as my eyes drifted in a beautiful haze, feeling his powerful movements guiding mine.
It didn't matter who he was, all that mattered was that it's a strong body against mine, and that I was building momentum that delectably placed me on edge...
My eyes focus as I notice <<light Bekham>> looking at me, devouring me with his eyes.
I remember the reason behind my wanton grinding. And I notice it has paid off, yet hear <<light Samuel>> whispering in my ear still.
<<s Samuel>>Let's take this elsewhere, really make him jealous.<</s>> He says, his need obvious, yet disguised as a service to me.
The suggestion is heavy in my mind, and the thought of what might be exciting me, I feel like I need to make a decision.
<div id='choices'><<link "Bekham's jealous. Let's hook him up.">><<replace "#choices">>Here was my opportunity to take the reward for myself, and I couldn't miss it up.
Still grinding, I maintain eye contact with my professor, whose obvious staring gives away his horny attitude and attention to my body.
I smile, knowing the effect that I am having on him, and eager to see where it would take me.
He is hooked.
A small nod of his head tells me he wants me over. I oblige, leaving <<light Samuel>> behind as he silently curses his misfortune for losing me.
<<s Author>>So, ready to take this elsewhere?<</s>> I ask him, forgetting the game but making sure we aren't heard.
His eyebrows furrow.
<<s Bekham>>Take this elsewhere? I don't think you can handle this.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I am done playing. You know what you want, and you have the chance to take it.<</s>> I tell him, challenging him almost.
He looked around, thinking.
A decision is taken.
<<s Bekham>>I'm going to put you in your place. Come.<</s>>
Leaving me to follow, he walks with confidence out of the party, completely disregarding his post or rather handing it over without mentioning it.
//Hook, line and sinker.//
<<link "Go with him" "Valentine After Party">><<pickup $valentine "BekhamHookup" 1>><<addmins 30>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>><<dark "❗*" "Ends the Valentine event">>
<<if $Samuel gte 5>><<link "Samuel's attention is what I need.">><<pickup $valentine "SamuelHookup" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<light Samuel>>'s hard body distracting me from my original plan, I close my eyes again and grind against him, our bodies engaging in a sultry dance that keeps us guessing on the other's intentions, of their game.
And I was hooked, needing his attention, his strong demeanor, his hard body, to be grinding and playing against mine.
And I wanted him all mine, pulling him away from this girl he brought to the party. I needed his focus, his body, his girthy member that I now felt grinding against me.
<<s Author>>Let's go.<</s>> I tell him, eager to be taking the party elsewhere, somewhere more secluded.
<<link "Leave" "Valentine After Party">><<addmins 30>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Samuel's attention is what I need." "Not close enough.">><</if>>
<</replace>><</link>><<dark "❗*" "Ends the Valentine event">>
</div><</replace>><</link>><<dark "❗*" "Ends the Valentine event">><</if>><<if $valentine.has('yaraproposalaccepted')>> | <<link "Use him to hit on Eva">><<addmins 15>><<less "energy" 1>><<pickup $valentine "SamuelHelped" 1>><<replace "#continue">>//Could he be the one to help us with <<light Yara>>'s plan?//
Approaching my friend, I put on my best face as I made my request from him.
<<s Author>>Sorry to be distracting you from your date again...<</s>>
<<s Samuel>>Wanna take me up on my offer to get with a real man?<</s>> He asked, receiving yet another playful slap on the shoulder by his date.
<<s Author>>Nothing of the sort. We just need you to hit on someone else. Make her feel better about herself.<</s>>
There was no use telling him what exactly all of this was about, and I wanted to keep my options open.
<<s Samuel>>Let me guess, Yara?<</s>>
<<s Author>>What? No? Yara's the most confident girl out there!<</s>> I was startled. <<s Author>>It's Eva we're trying to get to.<</s>>
He smiled. <<s Samuel>>I'm just pulling your leg girl. I'll do that for you, but then I have a date to come back to.<</s>>
His date sighed and then agreed to the plan, allowing him to leave.
<<s Samuel>>Let's get going.<</s>> He announced.
<<link "Continue">><<replace "#continue">>Walking inside to the loud noise surrounding the party, I grabbed <<light Samuel>> by the arm and stopped him for a bit.
<<s Author>>Whatever happens, just go with the flow. Hit on her hard but slide back when you feel like you need to. It's all about empowering her.<</s>> I tell him, trying to be slightly cryptic about the plan without giving too much away.
He flashed me his brightest smile before giving one last small speech:
<<s Samuel>>Don't blame me if she throws herself at me and begs me to take her someplace else, I have a way with girls.<</s>>
And with that, he was off to meet <<light Eva>> who was enjoying her time on the sidelines, watching people dance and overall just being her prettiest self.
I watched from my position as he got close to her, thoughts swirling in my head.
We had promised each other <<if $valentine.has('evadate')>>as dates <<else>><</if>>that we'd be there should specifically something like this happen, and yet here I was watching it happen from where I was, the main drive behind it happening...
I saw him move closer to her, with his arrogant smile still wide, talking to her.
She looked up at him and gave him a shy smile, before looking away.
I saw him looking at her, checking her out and obviously taking in her dress.
He said something, she looked at him shocked. Looking around, I noticed that <<light Yara>> was ready to swoop in.
<div id='choices'><<link "Watch what happens next.">><<add "Yara" 1>><<less "Eva" 1>><<pickup $valentine "YaraEvaScene" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I watched in rapt attention as the next minute passed, everything happening in slow motion and all too fast at the same time.
<<light Eva>>, still stunned by <<light Samuel>>'s obviously forceful approach, found herself at a loss for words as she stammered and looked at him with wide eyes.
And <<light Yara>> approached, a cunning fox seeing her opportunity to move in and get what she planned on having all along.
She got there, and grabbed <<light Samuel>> by the shoulder, turning him around.
She said something, something that made an effect on both the persons standing there, putting joy on <<light Eva>>'s face and confusion on <<light Samuel>>'s. And she led <<light Samuel>> away. More like shooed him, before turning her attention towards <<light Eva>>, talking to her.
<<light Samuel>> approached my position, and spoke to me:
<<s Samuel>>That bitch Yara got in between.<</s>>
<<s Author>>That was the plan.<</s>> I told him, smiling at him.
<<s Samuel>>Oh you sly one.<</s>> He thought for a short moment. <<s Samuel>>Damn that's a good plan. Does it actually work?<</s>>
<<s Author>>See for yourself.<</s>> I said, pointing to my two friends, as <<light Yara>> hooked her hand behind the other's back and led her away, deeper into the school.
<<s Samuel>>Tight. Might have to use that tactic someday.<</s>> He announced, before walking away.
<<s Samuel>>You owe me one!<</s>>
//I wonder if I could see where these two have gone...//
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Gymnasium">><<addmins 5>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>❗
<<if $subdom gte 5>><<link "Swoop in for the kill myself">><<less "Yara" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<pickup $valentine "EvaHookup" 1>><<replace "#choices">>A thought that had been playing in my head all along kept growing, and now it was prompting me to move, do something that I wouldn't think I'd even consider.
Approaching my friend and the person hitting on her, I got there faster than the sly, calculating fox that is <<light Yara>>.
<<s Author>>I'm sorry, Samuel, but aren't you here with someone?<</s>> I asked him, putting him on the spot.
<<s Samuel>>The more the merrier, don't you think? Couldn't pass up on the chance to be with that sexy one here.<</s>> He blatantly said about my friend, hitting on her.
<<s Author>>I'm sorry to say that that's my date you're hitting on. I'm sorry that yours left you behind for some other hunk probably, but Eva's mine.<</s>> I said, hooking my hand around her waist and pulling her closer.
She let out a small wimp, blushing at what was happening.
<<if $valentine.has('evanodate')>>She wasn't actually my date, but doesn't hurt to bend the truth, right?<</if>>
I looked at <<light Samuel>>, and gave a small look asking him to leave. He smiled gracefully and spoke, before walking away.
<<s Samuel>>I'm sorry to have been a bother, ladies. Don't hesitate to talk to me should you need me.<</s>>
Him dealt with, I saw <<light Yara>> still standing at a distance. I couldn't chance her taking my date away any longer.
<<s Author>>Wanna get out of here?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Yes. Please.<</s>>
I could feel her falling for <<light Yara>>'s plan. This was going to be fun.
<<link "Leave" "Valentine After Party">><<addmins 30>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>><<dark "❗*" "Ends the Valentine event">><<else>><<dark "Swoop in for the kill myself" "Not dominant<img src='images/icons/dom.png'> enough">><</if>>
<<if $bisex gte 3>><<link "Get closer to the action">><<add "Yara" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<pickup $valentine "YaraEvaHookup" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I wanted to hear what was happening, witness the seduction or the plan forming up, so despite my better judgment, I got closer to the action as <<light Yara>> interjected on the public seduction:
<<s Yara>>Hey Samuel, are you so desperate for a threesome that you'd leave your date behind and hit on Eva so blatantly?<</s>> She raised her voice, catching the attention of people nearby, and causing her friend to blush.
<<s Samuel>>I wouldn't mind that threesome to be with you two!<</s>> He countered, still in seduction mode.
<<s Author>>How about we make it a foursome, since we're dreaming?<</s>> I asked, joining in on the ridicule and helping <<light Yara>> with her plan.
<<light Eva>> felt empowered.
<<s Eva>>Maybe then we could all "get out of our beautiful dresses and into your bed."<</s>> She said, obviously alluding to whatever he told her earlier.
We laughed as <<light Samuel>> stuttered.
<<s Samuel>>That's... Irrelevant.<</s>> He turned to leave, before whispering me a quick <<s Samuel>>You're welcome.<</s>>
I joined <<light Yara>> who had hooked her hand around <<light Eva>>'s shoulder.
<<s Yara>>Are you okay? Wanna go someplace quiet?<</s>> She whispered to her, putting her finishing touches on her moves.
<<s Eva>>Yes..<</s>> She still was shaken by what had happened, but agreed to the move.
<<light Yara>> smiled, signing me to move with them, headed for the lockers deeper inside of school.
<<link "Leave" "Valentine After Party">><<addmins 30>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>><<dark "❗*" "Ends the Valentine event by joining them">><<else>><<dark "Get closer to the action" "Not bisexual enough">><</if>></div><</replace>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>❗<</if>><<if $valentine.has("Ericdenied")>> | <<link "I need a real man. Let's make Eric jealous.">><<addmins 15>><<less "energy" 1>><<add "cuck" 1>><<add "Samuel" 1>><<pickup $valentine "SamuelHelped" 1>><<replace "#continue">>His weak demeanor and wimpy attitude made me hate my date even more than I thought I did, as I remembered how he asked me out. I needed to show him how a real man can simply get what he wants without stumbling over his words. I needed <<light Samuel>> to help me prove my point.
I needed to put <<light Eric>> in his place, and I had just seen him go inside of the gymnasium again, his hurt face apparent.
<<s Author>>I need you to help me make someone jealous.<</s>> I announced, unabashedly, even in front of his girlfriend.
<<s Samuel>>Oh that's interesting. Who's that guy that doesn't know what they're missing? Is it your date?<</s>> His curiosity peaked.
<<s Author>>Yes.<</s>> I lowered my voice just a bit. His date wasn't a student in our school after all.
<<s Samuel>>I like the way you think, girl. Count me in.<</s>>
His date was quick to interject and try to convince him against it, but he cut in:
<<s Samuel>>It's a quick thing to help a friend in need. I'll be back.<</s>> He told her with a wink, before standing up to attention.
<<s Samuel>>Come on, let's go in.<</s>>
<<link "Continue">><<replace "#continue">><<light Samuel>> had a big smile on his face as he led me to the center of the stage, eager to get me to dance with him and even more eager for it to make someone jealous.
He might be a means to an end, but he was attractive after all and I couldn't deny that...
Our steps in tune with the music playing around us, we quickly got into the rhythm as our bodies moved in unison, complimenting each other and enjoying the beautiful vibes.
<<s Samuel>>You might want to dance closer. That wouldn't make anyone jealous.<</s>> He announced with a sly smile, knowing he was right and knowing he had an opportunity to have my body against his.
<img src='images/valentine/grinding-jj.jpg' width='60%'>
And I didn't mind. Means to an end.
I moved closer, our bodies now touching in more places than one as we writhed against each other, a sultry seductive and envious dance.
I could feel him against my back, as my eyes drifted in a beautiful haze, feeling his powerful movements guiding mine.
It didn't matter who he was, all that mattered was that it's a strong body against mine, and that I was building momentum that delectably placed me on edge...
My eyes focus as I notice <<light Eric>> looking at me with a stunned expression. As our eyes matched, he tried to hide his reaction, yet it remained apparent, and it had its intended effect. Time to take this to the next step.
I remember the reason behind my wanton grinding. And I notice it has paid off, yet hear <<light Samuel>> whispering in my ear still.
<<s Samuel>>Let's take this elsewhere, really make him jealous.<</s>> He says, his need obvious, yet disguised as a service to me.
The suggestion is heavy in my mind, and the thought of what might be exciting me, I feel like I need to make a decision.
<div id='choices'><<link "I've made my point, Eric's jealous.">><<replace "#choices">>Not willing to take it any further for the night, I allow myself to separate from my dance partner's body, turning towards him.
<<s Author>>You have a date to go back to, but thanks for the service.<</s>> I tell him while looking him in the eyes, grateful for the help.
His smirk still plastered on his face, he gives me a playful spank on my ass.
<<s Samuel>>You're welcome, girl. You're always welcome for a taste of this chocolate.<</s>>
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<<if $Samuel gte 5>><<link "Samuel's attention is what I need.">><<add "cuck" 1>><<less "Eric" 1>><<pickup $valentine "SamuelHookup" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<light Samuel>>'s hard body distracting me from my original plan, I close my eyes again and grind against him, our bodies engaging in a sultry dance that keeps us guessing on the other's intentions, of their game.
And I was hooked, needing his attention, his strong demeanor, his hard body, to be grinding and playing against mine.
And I wanted him all mine, pulling him away from this girl he brought to the party. I needed his focus, his body, his girthy member that I now felt grinding against me.
<<s Author>>Let's go.<</s>> I tell him, eager to be taking the party elsewhere, somewhere more private.
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</center><</if>></div><<pichead "valentine/car-parked.jpg" "A naughty sexcapade">>
*Honk*
A soft honk alarmed me to what was happening in the nearby parking lot, and I felt compelled to investigate the sound as I slowly approached its source, eager to see what it was about.
A car, parked in seclusion, was softly creeking, as I saw it bob back and forth.
There was naughtiness at hand, and I was curious to find out more...
I got low and started moving closer, hiding myself behind other cars as I tried to get closer to the moving vehicle.
//Damn his thrusts are strong!// The stray thought coursed through my head, as I moved to the car adjacent to theirs, hidden from their view.
I had to look.
I had to see the action.
I peeked over the hood of my hiding car, observing the couple inside.
<<picmid "valentine/car-couple.jpg">>
I didn't recognize them. There was nothing that tied me to them. And yet I was now part of this naughty adventure, as I watched the two lovers engage in their sexual game, grinding against each other and thrusting in their heated car.
Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.
His forceful love-making was filled with vigor, passion, as their kisses carried their moan, their intertwined mouths battling against each other as they fought for power, neither really winning. Or rather, both doing so.
Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.
My hand drifted on its own to the inside of my underwear, exploring my folds and matching the movement of the masculine figure in front of me. Their sexual game was now mine, as I played along, imagining myself inside of the car with them, playing the naughty scene in front of me as an active participant.
Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.
Here I was, just as public as these two, fiddling with myself in the open February air, chasing a sentiment that I have yet to feel. A naughty observer that might be observed herself, playing with her body in front of anyone to see...
<<picmid "valentine/car-couple2.jpg">>
<div id='choices'><<link "Look around to make sure noone sees me">><<add "arousal" 10>><<replace "#choices">>Thrust. Thrus-
I moved my eyes away, having an odd sentiment that I was being observed myself, as I looked around frantically, searching for naughty eyes that were watching me playing with myself.
I saw no one.
A loud moan emanating from the car told me that his thrusts brought her to a climax, as I turned to see her legs shaking in obvious pleasure.
//Fuck I missed it.//
My inner thoughts halted as he joined her in finding satisfaction, moaning himself as he moved his head away.
//Better leave before they catch me... And find some relief of my own...//
I reluctantly pried myself away from my observant position, heading back to the quad.
<<link "Go Back" "Valentine Quad">><<addmins 5>><</link>>
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<<link "To hell with people. I need release.">><<set $arousal to 0>><<add "sexskill" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.
Not caring about any prying eyes, about being observed or people watching my perverted actions, I continued my fiddling in unison with the sexual couple I was perving on, eager to reach the satisfying conclusion I was hoping to reach.
Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.
<<picmid "valentine/fingering.jpg">>
<<s stranger>>I'm close<</s>> Her voice rang in my head, as I nodded along.
//So was I//
As her climax reached her, her moans rising and breaking the silence around us, I felt myself stifling my moans in unison, reaching a climax of my own.
The naughtiness of the whole scene got me going just as hard, as I felt the heat spreading across my body, watching the final moments of their love-making as he joined her in her climax.
//What a scene.//
Catching my breath, I slowly take stock of my surroundings, and notice the naughty location where I played my public game.
//Better leave before anyone catches me...//
I reluctantly pried myself away from my observant position, heading back to the quad.
<<link "Go Back" "Valentine Quad">><<addmins 5>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>></div><center><<pic Eric>><</pic>></center>My date was here, taking a breather and enjoying the fresh air.
<<s Author>>Thanks for saving me from that weirdo back there, that was really kind of you.<</s>> I approached him, putting my arm around him to share the heat.
<<s Eric>>Oh don't mention it, it was the least I could do.<</s>>
<<s Author>>The balls on that guy, being so bold in his approach!<</s>> I was legitimately furious at what had happened.
<<s Eric>>You do like big romantic gestures, don't you?<</s>> My date teased me, tongue pulled out.
I pinched his side.
<<s Author>>That was different. You're not creepy like him.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>Is that why you're here with me in the dark?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yeah, you're not dangerous.<</s>> I leaned into him.
There was a small silence as we enjoyed each other's company and the relative calm of the outdoors.
<<s Eric>>That party is boring.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I really expected more from it, what with all the hype and everything...<</s>> I agreed.
<<s Eric>>I know that might be a line I'm crossing... But I was hoping maybe you'd like to go someplace else? Somewhere we can be alone?<</s>> His voice was cracking as he expectantly looked at me, hoping I'd agree to his suggestion.
It was a boyish charm, a soft request that worried to step on toes or offend. I didn't quite know if I wanted to agree to his request or deny him...
<div id="choices"><<if $Eric gte 20>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Let's get out of here" "Valentine After Party">><<add "Eric" 1>><<add "arousal" 10>><<less "energy" 1>><<addmins 30>><<pickup $valentine "EricHookup" 1>><</link>><<dark "❗*" "Ends the Valentine event">><<else>><<dark "Let's get out of here" "I need to think about it more.<br>Not close enough<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>.">><</if>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Maybe later">><<pickup $valentine "ericdateproposed" 1>><<add "Eric" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I was open to the option, and wanted him to know I was seriously considering it.
<<s Author>>I still need to do a few things here before we leave, but I'm definitely interested.<</s>> I told him, not wanting to let him down.
<<s Eric>>I understand. The party might be boring but our friends aren't.<</s>> He smiled at me.
<<s Author>>I'll see you later then.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>Can't wait.<</s>> He said, hopeful.
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Quad">><<addmins 5>><</link>>
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<<link "I'll think about it">><<pickup $valentine "ericdateproposed" 1>><<replace "#choices">>The suggestion came almost out of nowhere, and I wasn't ready to commit just yet to such a thing.
<<s Author>>You know the party is not that bad...<</s>> I said, hoping to let him down easy.
<<s Eric>>Oh no it isn't.. I just... We don't have to leave now...<</s>> He backtracked. //Typical <<light Eric>>.//
<<s Author>>Tell you what, I'll think about it and get back to you. Maybe the party will get boring enough.<</s>> I said, wanting to let him down easily.
<<s Eric>>Alright sure. I'll be hanging around.<</s>> He said, hopeful.
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Quad">><<addmins 5>><</link>>
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<<link "Deny his request">><<pickup $valentine "ericdenied" 1>><<less "Eric" 3>><<replace "#choices">>The idea of leaving the party with someone like <<light Eric>> didn't really appeal to me, and despite having made it here with him I had to make it known.
<<s Author>>Honestly, I am not that interested in such a thing... Not with you yet at least.<</s>>
I hoped what I said wouldn't have been so harsh, yet the truth had to be said.
<<s Author>>It's just that there is still stuff to do here and the whole romantic soft thing is not really my type and... I just don't think this would work out for us...<</s>> I said, explaining my thought process.
<<s Eric>>Yeh no sure, I understand. You're right. I just thought...<</s>> He let his words linger.
Silence.
Awkward silence.
<<s Author>>Well. Gotta go bye.<</s>> I took my leave, wanting to separate from the wimp as softly as I could.
<<s Eric>>Yeah bye.<</s>>
//What a softie... I need a real man.//
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Quad">><<addmins 5>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>></div><center><<pic Yara>><</pic>></center><div id="continue"><<if $valentine.has('checkered dress')>><<s Yara>>I see you dressed her up in the sexiest stuff out there!<</s>><<elseif $valentine.has('frenchie dress')>><<s Yara>>Not a bad dress choice for Eva!<</s>><<else>><<s Yara>>I was hoping you'd make a better dress choice for our friend.<</s>><</if>> Was <<light Yara>>'s first comment as I joined her.
//Quick to judge that one!//
<<s Author>>You don't look so bad yourself!<</s>> I replied, commenting on her beautiful attire.
She did a twirl for me.
<<s Yara>>How's that party treating you?<</s>> She asked me, flashing her winning smile
<<s Author>>I just got here, not much to do is there?<</s>> I commented.
<<s Yara>>Yeah. Unless you found some way to distract Bekham from his post.<</s>>
I smiled for a bit.
<<s Yara>>I need your help.<</s>> She lowered her voice. <<s Yara>>Come.<</s>>
Grabbing my hand without asking, she dragged me outside to the quad, a calmer location where we could have a serious talk.
<<link "Go outside">><<replace "#continue">>There was no doubt that her deal involved <<light Eva>>. And there was no doubt that she brought me here to talk about that.
<<s Yara>>It's about Eva.<</s>>
//You don't say?//
<<s Yara>>She looks amazing, and I need her to be my date for the evening.<</s>> She was being quite blunt. I wondered if she had spiked the drink she was nursing, although I couldn't smell alcohol on her breath.
<<if $valentine.has('evadate')>><<s Author>>But she is my date.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>That's only a deal to push away the creeps, isn't it?<</s>>
<<else>><<s Author>>I'm not sure she'd be interested in that...<</s>> I said, doubting her intentions.<</if>>
<<s Author>>Regardless, how do you plan on doing that?<</s>>
She had a plan, she always does.
<<s Yara>>How about we show her I can care for her? She's smart enough to know what's better for her.<</s>> She says, and I wasn't sure whether or not she meant that <<light Eva>> would be dumb enough to fall for it or actually smart enough to appreciate what she was trying to do.
<<s Yara>>That's why I need to get someone to hit on her, disgustingly. And I'll swoop in and save the day.<</s>>
Her plan was basic, but might just work.
<<s Author>>And where do I come in?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>You're the one that sets it in motion... And I don't want you interfering and getting all the credit yourself.<</s>> She said, laughing.
//That's a good idea though.... <<light Eva>> sure was a prize...//
<div id='choices'><<link "Accept her proposal">><<add "Yara" 1>><<pickup $valentine "yaraproposalaccepted" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I couldn't deny the help, and after all, saying I'll do something isn't the same as actually doing it. I still had a lot to do to set this plan into motion, but at least she had the steps ready for me.
<<s Yara>>You're in? Great! Now all we need to do is to find someone to "hit on her" and everything will be set in motion.<</s>> She smiled. <<s Yara>>I'll be on the lookout as soon as you get this person to do their thing and swoop in for the kill.<</s>>
I now had to find said person to help with the plan. I wonder if <<light Julio>> or <<light Eric>> could help?
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Quad">><<addmins 5>><</link>>
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<<if $subdom lte -5>><<dark "Deny her proposal" "Not dominant<img src='images/icons/dom.png'> enough.<br>I can always not follow through with the plan<br>and end my night otherwise.">><<else>><<link "Deny her proposal">><<less "Yara" 1>><<pickup $valentine "yaraproposaldenied" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I honestly didn't feel like playing her convoluted games, and let it be known I won't be toyed with the way she might want me to.
<<s Author>>Honestly Yara I'm not interested in any of this. I have other things to do at this party than hook people up with each other.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Damn <<print $name>> where did this come from? I just asked for help.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I'm sorry but that's it for me. I'll see you around.<</s>>
Moving away from my friend, I knew this would impact our friendship but didn't care for it. Tonight was about me, not some meaningless ploy to get into someone's pants.
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<<if $bisex gte 3 and $subdom gte -7>><<link "Why not make your moves on me?">><<add "Yara" 1>><<pickup $valentine "yaracounterproposal" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I felt bad to see <<light Yara>> put in all that effort to get along with <<light Eva>>, and wanted it to be known that she was looking at the wrong person.
<<s Author>>Why is it always about Eva? Why not try your luck with me?<</s>> I asked, an honest request.
<<light Yara>> was confused at my proposal, before it clicked in her head what I meant.
<<s Yara>>You?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Why not. You're attractive and so am I. I think it'd be great.<</s>> I said confidently.
Her face lit up with a cute, soft smile.
<<s Yara>>I never figured you to be an option.<</s>>
<<s Author>>You're so focused on corrupting Eva.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Corrupting her can take a break.<</s>>
She thought for a short moment, before continuing:
<<s Yara>>You make sure we have access to the lockers, and I'll teach you a thing or two.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Teach me? About what?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>About your body.<</s>>
She moved away, allowing her last words to rest in my mind.
I had to make sure that we could make it to the lockers. I wonder what awaits me at <<light Yara>>'s athletic hands...
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<</replace>><</link>></div><center><<pic Eva>><</pic>></center>
Taking my seat next to <<light Eva>> on the bench she was resting on, I nudged her side in a friendly manner.
<<s Author>>You good?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Great. Tonight's going great.<</s>>
She's looking up at the stars, taking in the natural beauty of the place.
<<s Author>>I'm lucky to have you as my date.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I have no idea how everyone found out... But I've been left alone so far, which is great.<</s>> She shared with me.
<<s Author>>I know it makes you feel weird whenever people give you too much attention.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>It's not about attention... It's about these pervs imagining that they are owed something more if I reply to them.<</s>>
<<s Author>>You're too pretty for normal, honest interaction.<</s>> I point out.
<<s Eva>>Yeah thanks. I just wish that they'd take the time to get to know me first, you know. I'm not simply a pretty body.<</s>> She said, emotive.
<<s Author>>I get you. It's annoying for sure.<</s>>
The calm of the night surrounding us, broken in intervals by the party raging inside, carried with it a sense of comfort. We basked in it for a moment.
<<s Eva>>What about you? Any odd suitor?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Other than the charming guy who was trying to undress me in the middle of the dance floor, no.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>What an ass!<</s>> She emoted, remembering him.
I laughed.
<<s Author>>Thanks for saving me.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>That was my promise with this date, wasn't it?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Was it the only reason for this date?<</s>> I asked, hopefully looking at her and waiting for her reaction.
She looked at me, her eyes meeting mine.
<<if $valentine.has('drugged')>>She saw the red in my eyes.
//Shit. The drugs.//
<<s Eva>>Is everything okay? Your eyes are red...<</s>> Came her caring comment.
I didn't think about the visible effect they would have on me. I didn't think about what it meant to her. I had to do something.
<div id='lie'><<if $smarts gte 35>><<link "Lie to her: I'm tired.">><<replace "#lie">>Immediately thinking of a reason for my bloodshot eyes, I spoke:
<<s Author>>It's been a long day.<</s>> I said with confidence.
She bought the lie.
<<s Eva>>Well maybe we could head in for the night... Distancing creeps wasn't the only reason you're my date after all...<</s>>She allowed her voice to linger, her words suspended in the air.
<<s Author>>If we meet again here, it will be more.<</s>> I made her the promise, allowing me to stay at the party for a bit more before heading out with my date.
<<s Eva>>Count me in.<</s>> She was smiling, happy like I was about this turn of events.
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Quad">><<addmins 5>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<link "Try to lie about the reason.">><<drop $valentine "evadate" 1>><<drop $valentine "evatalk" 1>><<pickup $valentine "evaknows" 1>><<replace "#lie">>I attempted to find a reason for what I had, looking away as I thought.
<<s Author>>Oh it's nothing. Just tired and...<</s>>
I saw the dealer standing there, talking to someone and passing him his stuff. Her eyes caught him too.
<<s Eva>>I can't believe this.<</s>>
That was her only reaction, leaving me high and dry.
//Shit. I fucked up.//
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<</replace>><</link>><</if>><<dark "Smarts Check" "Needs to be higher than 35">></div>
<<else>><<s Eva>>It can be more...<</s>> She allowed her voice to linger, her words suspended in the air.
<<s Author>>If we meet again here, it will be more.<</s>> I made her the promise, allowing me to stay at the party for a bit more before heading out with my date.
<<s Eva>>Count me in.<</s>> She was smiling, happy like I was about this turn of events.
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Quad">><<addmins 5>><</link>>
<</if>><<pichead "locations/lockers.jpg" "The empty lockers">>
Empty benches and empty showers. There doesn't seem to be much to do here.
It's a pretty private place though... I could put it to good use...
<center><<if $arousal gte 70 and $valentine.hasnot('masturbated') and $open gte 20 and $energy gt 1>><<link "Why not use it for myself?" "Valentine Masturbation">><<addmins 20>><<add "arousal" 30>><<less "energy" 1>><<pickup $valentine "masturbated" 1>><</link>>❗<<elseif $arousal gte 50 and $valentine.has('masturbated')>><<dark "Masturbate" "I already did that here,<br>time to find me an actual person to play with.">><</if>><<if $valentine.has('JJAccepted')>> | <<if $Jasmin gte 20 and $Jerome gte 5>><<link "Join Jasmin and Jerome in their game" "Valentine After Party">><<addmins 30>><<less "energy" 1>><<pickup $valentine "JasminJeromeHookup" 1>><</link>><<dark "❗*" "Ends the Valentine event">><<else>><<dark "Join Jasmin and Jerome in their game" "Not close enough to either or both of them.">><</if>><</if>></center>
<<link "Go Back" "Valentine Inside">><<addmins 5>><</link>><<pichead "valentine/fingering.jpg" "A naughty game">>
The naughtiness of it all, the thrill to be potentially caught in such a compromising place, the erotic setting of a place where I've seen so many of my friends at their most vulnerable. Where I was now at my most vulnerable, legs spread as I am seated on the bench. Panties to the side and fingers exploring, invading, searching for a beautiful treasure that my moans were encouraging them to find.
The thrill of this public debauchery filled my mind, heated my body, and was pushing me beyond normal levels of arousal. There was nothing more thrilling than the thought that I might get caught, than the evil humiliation that I was pushing myself towards should I take too long or should I moan too loud...
I wanted to moan louder. To gasp stronger. To emote more and have people know I was there. There was a growing need, one that my finger was racing to quench. A heat that was rising through me and was making me hate the dress I was wearing. There were a lot of nerves on edge, demanding attention, calling for my other hand to explore them, imploring me to ignore the situation I found myself in and give in... Give in to the naughty feelings...
<div id='choices'><<if $open gte 35>><<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/sexskill.png'>Take off my clothes. My nipples need playing with.">><<add "open" 1>><<add "sexskill" 1>><<less "smarts" 1>><<set $arousal to 0>><<replace "#choices">>I had to listen to my body, to its needs, to its calls.
Standing up quickly, I removed all the clothes I was wearing, throwing my dress to the (thankfully clean) floor, and stripping away my panties.
Game on.
I continued my exploration, now unobstructed, of my body, allowing my fingers to drift across it and find its curves and edges. There was an undeniable joy in this perverted exploration, so vulnerable, sexual, and open, a thrill in risking the humiliation of discovery, of being found out in this compromising situation.
I felt the heat rising through me, bubbling at the surface as I pinched my nipples and spread my legs to be explored by my adventuring hand, who kept going at my snatch, fingering it with fervor.
There it was... Close, just out of grasp...
//What if <<light Bekham>> came in and found me now?//
That final perverted thought threw me over the edge, pushing me to a loud, passionate orgasm as I couldn't stifle the moans that rose and fired out of my mouth.
The electricity maintained, my body shaking and stretching in agonizing relief, my legs shaking uncontrollably, hitting the wooden bench with fervor.
The heat was intense, my body on fire from all the beautiful ministrations I subjected it to, a soft layer of sweat covering it, glistening in the soft locker room light.
//That was amazing. Why is public stuff so absolutely naughty and attractive?//
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Lockers">><<addmins 5>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Take off my clothes" "Not Open<img src='images/icons/open.png'> enough">><</if>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/sexskill.png'>Keep going, I am close...">><<set $arousal to 0>><<add "sexskill" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>My exploration continued despite the heat rising through me, imploring me to take off my clothes and bear myself to anyone to see. My fingers pushed the panties further aside, wanting to explore my fiery snatch even more, pushing inside in perverted public exploration and self-abuse.
The feelings were intense, the nerves were firing their signals, warning me of a rising wave, of an approaching doom, of an uncontrollable urge to let go and succumb to the feelings rising through me, of the naughty need to simply let go and find that breaking point and cross it.
There it was... Close, just out of grasp...
//What if <<light Bekham>> came in and found me now?//
That final perverted thought threw me over the edge, pushing me to a loud, passionate orgasm as I couldn't stifle the moans that rose and fired out of my mouth.
The intense emotions came crashing like a wave that couldn't be held back any longer, demanding a satisfying conclusion and writhing it out of my complying hands. The heat rose and rose, engulfed my vulnerable body in its pliable state, this public exploration opening avenues I never thought possible...
That vulnerability coupled with the empowerment of doing such a naughty thing in such a public space... I could feel it changing me.
//That was amazing. Why is public stuff so absolutely naughty and attractive?//
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<<link "Is that sounds I hear?">><<add "arousal" 10>><<less "smarts" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Paranoia hit.
Despite the beauty of the moment and its emotions, I felt observed, watched.
The thrill of it was muffled and overpowered by the fear of being found out, of having my name dragged through the mud and meddled with.
I stopped, looked around. I needed to be sure no one was watching.
I couldn't see anyone. There was darkness surrounding me.
I needed to feel safe...
The thrill of the moment passed by the second as I regained my senses, and felt my heart beating its frantic tune.
Was it from excitement, or fear?
Probably fear...
I stopped my naughty exploration, no longer in the right state of mind, this opportunity to explore the naughty boundaries of public exposure slipping through my fingers.
//Better get out of here...//
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<</replace>><</link>></div><center><<pic Jasmin>><</pic>><<pic Jerome>><</pic>></center>
The interracial couple greeted me on the dance floor alongside them, pulling me along on the dance with them, our bodies swinging to the beat together.
<<s Jasmin>><<print $name>>! I'm so happy you could make it!<</s>> My friend shouted, trying to overcome the loud music playing around us.
<<s Author>>Wouldn't have missed it for the world! I see you were able to bag the sexiest guy here!<</s>> I smiled, complimenting <<light Jerome>>.
<<s Jerome>>The sexiest guy at the party has the two sexiest girls dancing with him!<</s>> He returned the compliment, grinning at me.
I laughed, and <<light Jasmin>> fawned over his comment, choosing to dance against him.
<<s Jasmin>>Gosh you're so hot!<</s>> She commented as she grinded against him.
I looked around to see where Mr. <<light Bekham>> was. Obviously he wouldn't take kindly to this kind of dancing.
<<s Jerome>>Don't worry, girl. We're safe here in our little corner. My hoe can be as bad as she needs to be.<</s>>
<<light Jasmin>> grinned at that, pushing her behind against her lover.
This was getting heated fast!
<<light Jerome>> spoke up to her:
<<s Jerome>>Not just yet, babe. You're scaring the guests away.<</s>> He said, pointing to my observing face.
I blushed, and decided to take my leave.
<<s Author>>Oh don't worry about me now. I have places I need to be.<</s>> I start moving away.
<<s Jerome>>Don't hesitate to come back. There is enough of me for the two of you.<</s>> He slapped his thigh at that statement, a sign to show that I could grind against him alongside my friend.
I blushed away from the adorable sex couple.
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Gymnasium">><<addmins 5>><<pickup $valentine "talkedtoboth" 1>><</link>><center><<pic Jasmin>><</pic>></center>Joining my beautifully dressed friend where she is, I speak up to her:
<<s Author>>Taking a break from dancing I see?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Grinding against that brute of a man is exhausting!<</s>> She jokes as she takes a big gulp of her drink. I laugh.
<<s Eva>>Want some of this punch?<</s>>
<<if $valentine.has('punch')>><<s Author>>I already had some.<</s>> I answer her.<<else>><<s Author>>Is it any good?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>I prefer alcoholic ones!<</s>> She chips.<</if>>
<<s Jasmin>>Jerome and I talked...<</s>>
I looked at her, trying to understand where she was going with this.
<<s Jasmin>>We want you to join us tonight.<</s>> She said matter of factly. I opened my mouth to speak but she stopped me.
<<s Jasmin>>You don't need to give your answer to me. He wants to talk to you first.<</s>> She says, before continuing. <<s Jasmin>>Whatever happens, there are no hard feelings. And if you agree to it, I'll make sure no lines are crossed.<</s>>
It was flattering and reassuring that she'd care for me that much in this naughty romp.
<<s Jasmin>>Give it a thought. You have nothing to lose.<</s>> She says before slinking away on the dance floor to join a few friends.
//Should I do it?//
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Drink">><<addmins 5>><</link>><center><<pic Jerome>><</pic>></center><<if $valentine.has('jasmingone')>>I approached <<light Jerome>>, who was lying on his back on a secluded wall of the gymnasium, observing people passing by. He smiled as he looked at me.
<<s Jerome>>Did someone make up her mind about our nail and hammer situation?<</s>> He asked, eager to get the party truly started.
Before I could answer him, he noticed movement behind me and spoke up:
<<s Jerome>>What is Jasmin's father doing here?<</s>>
I turned to look at what he was seeing, and noticed the parent who had an earlier call with me tonight approached his unaware daughter.
I couldn't hear what was happening as he grabbed the cup from her hand and forcefully placed it on the table next to him.
The conversation seemed heated as he shouted in her face, embarrassing her in front of her friends, a brute in anger over a silly thing that didn't even exist.
But no one was about to interject and tell him that...
Most people surrounding them stopped and looked at the two arguing, before the father took his daughter by the arm and led her outside.
That's it for her party...
I turned to look at <<light Jerome>>, who was watching the same scene as I did.
<<s Author>>Does the offer still stand?<</s>> I joked.
<<s John>>Dude's insane! Ever since his wife left him for another man he's been smothering his daughter. And I've been reaping the effects of that.<</s>>
We both remained thoughtful for a while.
<<s Jerome>>Yes the offer still stands. Of course it does.<</s>> He said, looking at me with intensity.
I looked back at him.
<<s Author>>Might take you up on it...<</s>> I answered him, the thoughts of what might happen swirling in my mind.
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<<else>><div id="continue"><img src='images/character/jerome.jpg' width='500em' position='center'>
<<light Jerome>> was lying on his back on a secluded wall of the gymnasium, observing people passing by. I approached him.
<<if $valentine.has('jeromeoffered')>><<link "I am ready to give him my decision">><<less "energy" 1>><<addmins 15>><<replace "#continue">>His attention was turned towards me as he bit his lower lip, watching me get closer.
<<s Jerome>>Sup.<</s>> He said, looking at me and eyeing me up.
I was about to speak when I was cut off by a fast approaching <<light Jasmin>>.
<<s Jasmin>>Come on babe, let's dance.<</s>> Seeing me there, she added:
<<s Jasmin>>You join us.<</s>>
She grabbed both our hands and got us to the dance floor, our bodies moving in unison and shifting in sultry motions.
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The music enveloped us, surrounding our bodies and elevating our senses. Our bodies were in perfect sync, a trio of agile bodies shifting around each others' and giving us the passionate effects we were looking for.
The heat was immense, the emotions intense, and the fire inside burned as <<light Jerome>> grinded on the both of us, never leaving any for too long. Moving alongside <<light Jasmin>>'s hot body was equally attractive and sexual, and I loved the feelings that came out of it.
<<s Jerome>>Have you given our offer thought? Wanna join us in the lockers right now?<</s>> He asked, his sultry voice filling my ears and giving me beautiful shivers down my spine.
Did I want to go through with it?
<div id='choices'><<if $Jasmin gte 20 and $Jerome gte 5>><<link "Let's go now." "Valentine After Party">><<pickup $valentine "JasminJeromeHookup" 1>><<addmins 30>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>><<dark "❗*" "Ends the Valentine event.">><<else>><<dark "Let's go now" "Not close enough">><</if>>
<<link "I'll meet you there.">><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "Jerome" 1>><<pickup $valentine "JJAccepted" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Not wanting to finish things up just yet, I gave my answer to the loving couple, trying to make my voice heard over the music.
<<s Author>>I'll meet you there! I still got a thing or two to do!<</s>> I announced, continuing to dance.
<<light Jasmin>> leaned in and gave me a sensual kiss on the cheek.
<<s Jasmin>>I'll be waiting for you.<</s>> She whispered, before moving away.
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<<link "I don't think I can make it">><<pickup $valentine "jeromedenied" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>I really appreciate the offer you guys, but I don't think I'm ready...<</s>> I said, second doubts filling me.
It was one thing to flirt and dance with the couple. It was something entirely different to actually go through with it and sleep with them.
<<light Jasmin>> was obviously saddened by my denial as she moved closer to me.
<<s Jasmin>>That's sad to hear. Jerome is a great hunk that would've rocked your world.<</s>> She announced before moving away.
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</div><</replace>><</link>>❗<<else>><<link "He has something to say">><<addmins 15>><<less "energy" 1>><<replace "#continue">><<s Jerome>>Hey <<print $name>>. Enjoying yourself?<</s>>
<<light Jasmin>>'s statement was still in my mind, as I thought of what it entailed and what might come out of it.
I looked at the hunk in front of me, standing confidently in his shirt and pants, eating me up with his stares. He noticed the way I was looking at him, and was quick to comment:
<<s Jerome>>I figure Jasmin already talked to you about this?<</s>> He asked, curious.
<<s Author>>She mentioned something...<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>She did... Well come here, I have a small experiment for you to make up your mind. Don't worry, I won't bite.<</s>>
I saw no harm in approaching him, we were in a public place after all.
In a swift commanding motion, <<light Jerome>> turned me around to face away from him, placing his hand on my belly and his lips near my ear. His controlling presence was a heat behind me, holding me in place and smartly whispering his rhetoric in my ear.
<<s Jerome>>I want you to let go for a bit, embrace the moment and allow your mind to drift across the sensations and thoughts that it wants to follow.<</s>> His husky voice overwhelmed my senses, his perfume filling my nostrils as the closeness between our bodies had its effect on me. His hand on my midriff was large, it took its space and knew how to control me.
<<s Jerome>>That stupid Jasmin was so excited about the prospect of you joining us that she didn't understand that you needed to be convinced, seduced. Consider her the hammer, and me the soft pliers.<</s>>
What a weird metaphor... //What was I in that situation?//
<<s Jerome>>And you, the nail. And you know why that is.<</s>> His whispers came as an answer, promising a place for my weakening body.
I wanted to drift away in his words. I wanted to follow his voice to where it promised to take me. My eyes focused as I saw <<light Eric>> standing across the gymnasium, talking to his friends, moving to the music with them.
<<if $valentine.has('ericdate')>>My date was right there, across me, and I was being held by a masculine guy who was three times his size and who commanded my attention...<<else>>If he saw me he'd feel completely embarrassed, inadequate... I denied his request to come here together and yet here I was in another man's arms. Someone more masculine, more dominant.<</if>>
<<light Jerome>> continued his whispering, now an order that demanded my compliance: <<s Jerome>>Let go nail, follow my lead.<</s>>
<div id='choices'><<if $open gte 15>><<link "Lean into him">><<add "cuck" 1>><<add "Jerome" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<pickup $valentine "jeromeoffered" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Something about his voice or the whole situation I found demanded a response from me. An admission of sorts, an agreement to his perverted game.
I leaned into him, my hands drifting behind me to explore his own body, as I allowed him more control over me and closed my eyes, his words flowing through me in sensual shivers.
<<s Jerome>>You're on the right track. This is how you seduce someone like you. Softly, calmly, gradually. You're ready to be nailed, but you need someone who knows how to handle you. What better than the soft hands of a friend and the strong body of a guy like me.<</s>> At that, his hand on my midriff gripped me harder, driving his statement home.
His girthy cock laid on my behind, calling for attention as it pulsed with his blood. It was turning me on to feel him against me like that, and I wanted more of it. I pushed myself against it, a wanton girl with no regards to her public image.
<<s Jerome>>You like what you're feeling, girl?<</s>> Came his voice yet again in my ear. <<s Jerome>>You can have it all for yourself, if you just let go and follow our lead. We'll make a good white slut out of you.<</s>>
I whimpered at his words, eager to get this show on the road.
He suddenly let go of me, his body separating from mine as he took a step away. I let out a soft, needy moan, opening my eyes and coming back to reality.
<<s Jerome>>You know what to do if you want to take me up on my offer.<</s>> His statement came before he lost himself in the crowd. I looked around, heart still beating fast at the encounter, and saw <<light Eric>> looking at me. He must've seen all of this, but I don't care.
I walked away, mind still heavy from the encounter I just had.
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<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Lean into him" "Not open<img src='images/icons/friend.png'> enough.">><</if>>
<<link "Stay there">><<add "cuck" 1>><<add "Jerome" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<pickup $valentine "jeromeoffered" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I wanted to find out what he needed from me, what his speech entitled and what he was really offering. I stayed in place, my eyes following my white friend across the dance floor.
<<s Jerome>>You're on the right track. This is how you seduce someone like you. Softly, calmly, gradually. You're ready to be nailed, but you need someone who knows how to handle you. What better than the soft hands of a friend and the strong body of a guy like me.<</s>> At that, his hand on my midriff gripped me harder, driving his statement home.
I got momentarily distracted by his gesture, impressed by the power he displayed and worried about what I felt poking my behind... //Was that...//
My eyes drifted up again, meeting <<light Eric>>'s as he saw me being used like an obedient puppet in this masterful person's hands. I gasped, yet stayed where I was, wanting to get through this, wanting to feel that vulnerability I felt deep inside.
<<s Jerome>>You can feel that, and much more, if you just let go and follow our lead. We'll make a good slut out of you now.<</s>> He drifted away, his hand leaving my body as I turned to face him.
<<s Jerome>>You let me know if you're ready to take the next step.<</s>> He said, smiling at me as I struggled to catch my breath.
Leaving me alone and losing himself through the crowd, <<light Jerome>> had my thoughts racing, fighting with each other to find a response.
There was a huge need and I didn't know if I wanted to fill it with this electric couple...
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<<if $subdom gte -7 >><<link "I can't stay there">><<pickup $valentine "jeromerejected" 1>><<less "Jerome" 1>><<less "Jasmin" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I couldn't allow this game to last any longer than it did.
//Who does he think he is, asking for such a commanding presence when he clearly didn't know what a girl like me wanted?//
I turned to face him, moving away from his dominating hand.
<<s Author>>Do you really think I need to be nailed by soft pliers?<</s>> I asked him, wanting to go for the jugular.
<<s Author>>I'm sorry to say, but you're not really my type. Or any type for that matter. Good luck with some other whore.<</s>> I told him before turning and walking away.
//I will not be toyed with like that, a device for other people's enjoyments and self-gratification.//
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<<if $valentine.has('BekhamInterrested')>>Maybe I could use him to make a certain professor jealous? <<link "Let's dance">><<less "energy" 1>><<addmins 15>><<add "arousal" 20>><<replace "#continue">>
<<s Author>>Let's dance!<</s>> I told him, not explaining the reason behind my impromptu invitation.
Whether or not it is to make a certain professor jealous and fool him into wanting me is not the real question for <<light Jerome>>, who smiled at the opportunity and joined me on the dance floor.
Moving our bodies to the beat, I noticed that our secluded spot wouldn't create the effect I want it to have on my professor, and saw that we needed to move further between the students to a more strategic location.
Grinding my body against his, I slowly and methodologically move us further and further down the dance floor to a more visible location.
Our dancing gets heated as I have to use my body on him to make that lateral movement, the heat emanating from us merging and creating a passionate, entrancing dance of sweating bodies.
The naughtiness of the moment is not lost on me, as I move against him, momentarily forgetting about the reason behind our sexcapade.
The moment merges, grows, and I get lost in it, allowing my body to move in unison with my friend's lover.
<<picmid "valentine/grinding-jj.jpg">>
It doesn't matter who he is, all that matters is that it's a strong body against mine, and that I am building momentum that delectably puts me on edge...
My eyes focus as I notice <<light Bekham>> looking at me, devouring me with his eyes.
I remember the reason behind my wanton grinding. And I notice it has paid off.
<div id='choices'><<link "He's jealous. Go for the kill">><<replace "#choices">>Here was my opportunity to take the reward for myself, and I couldn't miss it up.
Still grinding, I maintain eye contact with my professor, whose obvious staring gives away his horny attitude and attention to my body.
I smile, knowing the effect that I am having on him, and eager to see where it would take me.
He is hooked.
A small nod of his head tells me he wants me over. I oblige.
<<s Author>>So, ready to take this elsewhere?<</s>> I ask him, forgetting the game but making sure we aren't heard.
His eyebrows furrow.
<<s Bekham>>Take this elsewhere? I don't think you can handle this.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I am done playing. You know what you want, and you have the chance to take it.<</s>> I tell him, challenging him almost.
He looked around, thinking.
A decision is taken.
<<s Bekham>>I'm going to put you in your place. Come.<</s>>
Leaving me to follow, he walks with confidence out of the party, completely disregarding his post or rather handing it over without mentioning it.
//Hook, line and sinker.//
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<<link "I've got him baited, let's stop this for now.">><<pickup $valentine "Bekhamhorny" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I had him where I wanted, but was not yet ready to end my night with him.
I could always reap the rewards later.
Choosing to end on this high note, I thank my dance partner, looking him in the eyes.
<<s Author>>I owe you one.<</s>> I tell him with a smile, and see him smile back.
<<s Jerome>>No need, you were a good dancing companion.<</s>>
Hooking his hand around me, he gives me a kiss before sending me on my way.
<<light Bekham>>'s eyes still drill me as I leave the dance floor.
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<</replace>><</link>>❗(I can always reap his attention later)
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<<if $valentine.has('yaraproposalaccepted')>><<light Yara>> had asked me to find someone to hit on <<light Eva>>. <<link "Could he help?">><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Hey Jerome, can I ask for a favor?<</s>> I asked him while batting my eyelashes.
<<s Jerome>>Depends on who's asking.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I am. Well... Yara in but it's not important...<</s>>
<<s Jerome>>Nah, that girl is bad news. Sorry.<</s>>
He seemed reluctant to help... No need to force it.
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<<s John>>Hey <<print $name>>, - you ... party?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I'm sorry sir, it's really loud here, let me just go someplace better!<</s>> I shouted into the phone, trying to get my voice heard over the loud music playing around me.
Walking outside, I am hit with a wave of cool air as the noise subsided behind me, a slow romantic song playing on the speakers.
//My luck...//
<<s John>>Can you hear me now?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yes sir, I can hear you. Is everything okay?<</s>> I asked him back.
<<s John>>My daughter isn't answering her phone, and it got me worried. Is she still at the party?<</s>>
I thought of <<light Jasmin>>. Yes, she was still there, but she had offered me a threesome with herself and <<light Jerome>> so...
<<s Author>>Yeah she's there, all is well.<</s>>
<<if $johntrust gte 2>><<s John>>You promised to keep an eye on her. Is she doing anything... Untoward?<</s>> He asked, his worry obvious.
She did offer to nail me alongside her partner...
<<s Author>>She's being good, don't worry sir.<</s>>
<<s John>>She's not supposed to leave the party without my knowing it.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I understand sir. She's still here.<</s>> I answered, getting frustrated about how long this has taken.
<<s John>>If you see anything wrong, please call me.<</s>>
<<else>><<s John>>Alright, sorry for the bother. I just worry for her.<</s>>
His fatherly attention was nice to see, something that I wished I had for my own...
<<s Author>>Don't worry about it. I'm going back.<</s>> I wanted to enjoy my evening though.
<<s John>>Of course. Take care <<print $name>>.<</s>><</if>>
This was my opportunity to gain some trust with him. Whether I choose to get <<light Jasmin>> away from the party or not, he'll be thankful for my presence there and trust me more with her.
<div id='choices'><<link "Actually sir...">><<add "johntrust" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<pickup $valentine "jasmingone" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Actually sir there is something that I need to comment on...<</s>>
Something had to be done about this whole thing, and the idea formed in my mind.
<<s Author>>My parent is fine with me drinking alcohol, but I know you're not, and someone spiked the drinks here...<</s>> I lied, finding an opportunity to halt the night and taking it.
<<s John>>Oh wow. Thanks for telling me. I'm coming to get my Jasmin.<</s>> He said, taking a pause.
<<s John>>And <<print $name>>. I suggest you leave too. Such a setting is not ideal for you.<</s>> He commented, before adding:
<<s John>>Thank you for letting me know about this.<</s>>
He hung up, grateful for my intervention.
I just snitched on my friend... With a lie, but nonetheless...
//What <<light Jasmin>> doesn't know won't hurt me.//
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<<link "Goodbye sir!">><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Okay sir goodbye!<</s>> I shouted on the phone, willing this conversation towards its end.
<<s John>>Goodbye. And stay safe.<</s>> He said, hanging up.
Let's go back to the party.
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Quad">><<addmins 5>><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><<pichead "locations/locker.jpg" "The romantic lockers">>Peeking into the locker room, I saw my two female friends, <<light Yara>> and <<light Eva>>, engaged in a close conversation, seated on the middle bench, their backs turned to the entrance where I was looking at them.
<<s Eva>>It's just super annoying when they do that... Like don't they get the hint?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>You can't imagine how many times I have to reiterate that I'm not interested. These dumbos simply do not understand.<</s>>
Obviously, the topic was boys.
<<s Eva>>And honestly, I'm pretty sure that I'm ace.<</s>>
That was a revelation. I mean I kind of imagined it from her but I didn't expect her to actually find the words for it, let alone say these words...
<<s Yara>>You're not.<</s>> She was confident in what she was saying.
<<light Eva>> looked at her, questioning her statement.
<<s Yara>>You're not. You're obviously into girls.<</s>> She explained. <<s Yara>>I see how you look at them longingly when you think they're not looking, how your eyes try to catch a glimpse at every moment their asses are on display. You're not as sly as you think you are in our gymnastics classes, you know. Especially here in the locker rooms.<</s>>
<<light Eva>> was stunned, she tried to argue against it.
<<s Eva>>You're mistaken. It's normal to look at girls, everyone does it!<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Then it would do nothing to you if I kissed you right now.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>W.. What?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>We're alone, your date all but left you behind, whether that was <<print $name>> or whoever else...Best time to find out if you're a lesbian or not is now.<</s>> She explained, slightly moving closer to her nerdy friend.
I watched in rapt attention, trying to see what <<light Eva>> would do.
She was thoughtful for a while, before she looked at the athletic <<light Yara>> and nodded her head.
She was willing to try.
And <<light Yara>> was eager to take the opportunity to make her move on the nerd, pursing her lips and placing them against the soft ones that were awaiting them.
<<picmid "clubs/human-rights-club/yara-kiss2.jpg">>>
And they kissed, unaware of their friend that was watching them from the door, their lips grazing softly against one another. <<light Yara>> was smart in her approach, her wet lips giving their soft kiss then retreating, as she looked at her friend.
Silence. Tension. <<light Yara>> moved back in for another kiss, this time allowing it to last a little longer than last time as their lips intertwined and her mouth pressed a bit stronger against her friend's. Even if the person was totally straight, the technique that she exhibited would give them doubts about their sexuality...
And doubt appeared on <<light Eva>>'s face when they separated another time. This time, she was the one to move in for another kiss.
And I watched my two friends in their secluded place share these lovely kisses and explore each other's mouths, as their beautiful spark progressively grew into a stronger flame.
<<light Yara>> moved to straddle the nerdy friend, their kisses never stopping as she pressed her body against hers, her hands holding her face to kiss her better.
<<picmid "valentine/yara-kiss.jpg">>
She was confident, domineering, and I was loving what I was seeing as their kisses grew stronger and more passionate.
Their lips separated. They looked at each other.
<<light Eva>> was trying to catch her breath.
I watched in rapt attention.
<<light Yara>> looked at me, seeing me perving on the naughty couple.
I was startled, and didn't know what to do.
She smiled and winked at me, before moving back in for another kiss.
<<link "Better leave these two to what they're doing." "Valentine Inside">><<pickup $valentine "Watched YaraEva" 1>><<addmins 5>><</link>><img src='images/valentine/announcement.jpg' width='50%'>
Following the sound I heard down the corridors of the deserted school, the sounds of my steps on the tiles muffled by the music that still played in the gymnasium behind me, I slowly creeped up to whoever was there, wanting to see what the whole kerfuffle was about.
Peeking around a corner, I see <<light Leo>> there, trying to open his locker but failing to do so.
<center><<pic Leo>><</pic>></center>
<div id='choices'><<link "Intervene">><<pickup $valentine "LeoHelping" 1>><<replace "#choices">>
<<s Author>>Leo! What are you doing here?<</s>> I asked, loud.
He jumped back, startled by my sudden appearance, and I laughed at his wide-eyed confusion.
<<s Leo>>Jesus you scared me!<</s>> Came his startled answer.
<<s Author>>Hahaha the look on your face! Is everything okay?<</s>>
I was worried for him, he hadn't been himself lately.
<<s Author>>I'm worried for you Leo...<</s>>
<<if $valentine.has('Leoatparty')>><<s Leo>>I just... Thank you for the invite but this kind of event is not my thing...<</s>>
Something didn't quite sit right with him about this whole month...<<else>><<s Leo>>What does it matter to you? Just enjoy your party!<</s>>
There was obviously something hugely annoying to him about the party, maybe even about valentine.<</if>>
I allowed silence to reign for a few moments, trying to choose my next words carefully.
<<s Author>>I don't really care about this whole thing behind me. I do care about you, about how you're doing. You're my friend, and you matter to me.<</s>> I was honest, open about my feelings for him.
For once, his answer did not come immediately. He was taken aback by my statement, not quite expecting this kind of honesty.
<<s Leo>>I... I'm sorry I snapped.<</s>>
There was no need to be sorry. There was no need to feel any remorse.
I went up to my friend and hugged him.
<<s Author>>Hey it's okay. You're okay.<</s>> I whispered in his ear, and could feel the tension fighting to remain in his body.
He was struggling, that was for sure.
<<s Author>>You're safe here. It's okay.<</s>>
I tried calming him with my words, my hand rubbing the back of his head softly, petting him into comfort. I could feel him slowly relaxing, yet the tension remained.
<<s Leo>>I don't know what to do anymore... It's all so weird. It's all too much.<</s>>
My friend had a million thoughts swirling in his mind.
<<s Author>>Let's relax, shall we? Here, come, sit.<</s>> I took him to a nearby bench, had him sit on it. I sat next to him and had my arm around his shoulder in a comforting manner.
<<s Author>>Take things at your own pace. I'm here for you.<</s>>
<<light Leo>> took a deep breath, trying to put his emotions and feelings in line before voicing out:
<<s Leo>>Love is such a stupid, complicated thing with so much... Fakeness to it!<</s>> He started.
<<s Leo>>Everyone always tries to one-up each other, and it's only in events like these that they show that they care about each other...<</s>>
He was angry about something, hinting at something...
And then it clicked. A while back, he was talking about someone cheating... Now, he's saying they're all lovey-dovey. His parents were not on the best of terms, that was for sure.
<<s Author>>Does this have to do with your parents?<</s>>
He took a sharp breath, telling me I hit the mark straight on the spot.
<<s Leo>>She... He's not the best man out there, and her eyes wander...<</s>> He began explaining.
<<s Leo>>Now that it's valentine and he brings her flowers and all, she suddenly looks at him again as the perfect husband. A few weeks ago, her messages to someone else tell a different story. A few weeks from now, it'll stay the same. There is no consistency between these two.<</s>>
<<s Author>>From what I know, not one marriage doesn't have its troubles.<</s>> Truth can be comforting, I imagined. <<s Author>>Better they are still alone than separated, a broken shell of their former self.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>It's so very complicated.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I know. It is.<</s>>
I continued, <<s Author>>But that doesn't mean that you need to worry about it now. There will come a time where you can allow your mind to wander around and play its games.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>But I can't fight it. It's so overwhelming.<</s>>
<div id='choices2'><<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'>Hug him tighter.">><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>My arm from behind his shoulder tightened, and I brought him in for a hug. A tight hug that would hopefully silence the thoughts that clashed in his mind. And he relaxed into it, allowing his body to weaken as I held him against me. The dam broke as his tears flowed, drifting on his face as he leaned into the hug having let go of the tension that grew in him. And he cried and allowed his emotions to flow.
<<s Author>>It's okay, Leo. It's okay to cry.<</s>> My comforting words helped him cry even more, and I allowed them to inhabit the space between us.
<<s Author>>You'll make it through stronger. You'll find yourself through it all.<</s>> My serene voice carried the emotions for a while longer.
Eventually, our hug subsided.
<<s Author>>How about you go clean yourself up and we have ourselves a real party?<</s>> I asked him, smiling sweetly at his tired face.
<<s Leo>>You have a point.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I'll meet you at the toilets. The female ones, they're cleaner.<</s>> I winked at him as he made his way there.
//Maybe I can find him something to raise his spirits?//
<<link "Back to the party" "Valentine Gymnasium">><<addmins 5>><<pickup $valentine "LeoToilets" 1>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/masc.png'>You need to stay strong.">><<add "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices2">><<s Author>>Time to straighten our backs and face what comes next, alright?<</s>>
My confident tone, coupled with my strong grab of his shoulder, jolted him to attention. He was ready to face what came next.
<<s Author>>Ready yourself to face the action out there! Lots of lovie dovies to dodge!<</s>> I joked, eliciting a smile from my friend.
<<s Leo>>I think I'll hang around here for a while still.<</s>> He announced, confidence instilled in him.
<<s Author>>Don't be too long!<</s>> I warned him, before deciding to turn to leave.
//Maybe I could find him some company?//
<<link "Back to the party" "Valentine Gymnasium">><<addmins 5>><<pickup $valentine "LeoCorridor" 1>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>>❗
<<link "Leave him alone">><<pickup $valentine "LeoAlone" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Deciding not to intervene and leave my friend to his devices, I walked back and left him alone. Time to go back to the party!
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Inside">><<addmins 5>><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><<pic Julio>><</pic>>
<<light Leo>>'s situation, his reclusiveness, has always been part of who he was. But having this kind of behavior so apparent in such a party is quite unusual for him. He'd always been present... Never hiding.
<<s Author>>Hey Julio got some time?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Sup?<</s>>
<<light Julio>> would definitely have an idea on what could be done to solve the <<light Leo>> issue. He's always been a chill presence, and his interest in the guy has not passed by unnoticed..
<<s Author>>It's about Leo.<</s>>
He turned to give me his full attention. Seems like this Leo thing definitely is of interest to him.
<<s Julio>>You found him?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yes. He's not feeling his best.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Where is he?<</s>>
On the one hand, I knew that <<light Julio>> was a good person with good intentions. On the other hand, I felt oddly protective of my friend. I've always wanted to care for him and keep him safe, and he did put some odd trust in me tonight...
<<s Author>>Still working on being able to come here. He's not looking his best.<</s>>
<<if $valentine.has("LeoToilets")>><<s Julio>>He's quite the peculiar person I'll give you that... Have you tried make-up?<</s>>
That was an odd question, or assumption...
<<s Author>>What do you mean?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>I mean make-up has always been an empowering thing that helps people get out of their comfort zone. Have you tried using that on him?<</s>>
His logic might have been flawed, but there was some sort of...thought behind it.
<<s Author>>You really think make-up can solve some sort of existential crisis in him?<</s>> I asked, truly curious.
<<s Julio>>It always does in girls like you. Leo is no different. I'm sure that you can help him realize that.<</s>>
His confidence in his announcements was intriguing, I felt like trying what he was saying.
<<s Julio>>Here, I have a little something I always keep with me. Try it out on him and let me know once you have him ready for a public appearance.<</s>>
Pulling out a small makeup kit from his bag, he hands it to me. Ever the artistic personality, I didn't find it odd that he'd have something like that on him.
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Drink">><<addmins 5>><<pickup $valentine "LeoMakeup" 1>><</link>>
<<elseif $valentine.has("LeoCorridor")>><<s Julio>>You know I don't care about that. About looks. Definitely not in Leo.<</s>> He was emotive, obviously touched by what was happening to our mutual friend.
<<s Julio>>Please point me to him, Let me talk to my friend.<</s>>
His worry for <<light Leo>> was touching. There probably would be no bad in telling him where he is...
<div id='choices'><<link "Point him to Leo">><<pickup $valentine "JulioSeesLeo" 1>><<add "Julio" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>He's deeper in school. The second floor corridors.<</s>> I share with my friends, whose smile grows tenfold.
<<s Julio>>Thank you so much for this. Don't worry about him, I'll take care of our friend.<</s>> He says, eager to get on his way to aid him.
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Drink">><<addmins 5>><</link>>
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<<link "Better not do that">><<pickup $valentine "JulioNoHelp" 1>><<less "Julio" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>I'm not sure that's the best choice, he asked me to give him his privacy.<</s>>
Despite his appearance, I was worried that <<light Julio>> had unsavory plans for my friend, and preferred to leave him in the dark.
<<s Author>>I'm sorry.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>That's really unfortunate, I was hoping to be able to help him.<</s>> Came his response, his frustration at this development apparent.
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Drink">><<addmins 5>><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><</if>>My friend <<light Leo>> was probably still somewhere around here, drifting across the corridors.
To help him out, I had sent <<light Julio>> to meet him and talk to him. I felt like checking in on the two.
As I walked across the corridors, I could hear sounds of conversation happening in the distance. The empty corridors allowed for easy travels of their voices as their conversation carried across the calm spaces here.
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<<s Leo>>I never knew.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>I never shared with anyone honestly.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Wow. I'm sorry.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Nothing to be sorry about. I'm luckier than most. At least they had some closure you know..<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Honesty is underrated.<</s>>
A small silence followed. I felt wrong listening in, not making myself known, but I didn't want to overwhelm my friend.
<<s Julio>>I guess I need to be honest with you then...<</s>> The thoughtfulness was obvious in his voice.
<<s Leo>>You always have been.<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Not entirely.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>What do you mean? What did you lie about?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>No lies. Never a lie. But omitting the truth or not sharing it... Has its own weight.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I know...<</s>>
Carrying a secret sure is something heavy, that's for sure. I felt compelled to stay where I was, to keep my ear out for this omitted truth...
<<s Julio>>I like you, Leo. You're fun, interesting, smart... And you always make my day.<</s>>
I was melting over the sweetness of the moment I had stumbled upon. And I held my breath in anticipation of what <<light Leo>> would be saying about this revelation.
<<s Leo>>Wow... I... Never expected...<</s>> Stunned might be an understatement to the tone that <<light Leo>> was taking in reaction.
<<s Leo>>You're so great and cool... Are you sure?<</s>>
<<light Julio>> laughed at <<light Leo>>'s reactions.
<<s Julio>>Yeah, I'm sure.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I am flattered. I just didn't expect that. You're really cool too!<</s>>
<<light Leo>> was awkward, on that we can agree.
<<s Leo>>I like you too, Julio.<</s>> His tone shifted, his announcement a bit more serious, direct.
<<s Julio>>May I?<</s>>
There was silence.
A shift in clothing.
And the unmistakable sound of kissing.
I smiled to myself at this development.
<<link "Time to leave" "Valentine Inside">><<addmins 5>><</link>>
<<picmid "valentine/leo-interracial-kiss.jpg">><<pichead "locations/toilets.jpg" "Toilets">><<if visited(passage()) is 1>>I saw <<light Leo>> standing there as he wiped his face from the water he had thrown on his face, trying to clean himself up after the emotional moment he had shared with me.
He noticed me approaching, and acknowledged me:
<<s Leo>>Hey <<print $name>>. How are you doing?<</s>>
<<s Author>>How are YOU doing?<</s>> I asked, wanting to know how he felt.
<<s Leo>>Fine.<</s>>
Did I have something to raise his spirits?
<<else>><<light Leo>> is still here. I need to find a way to help him out of this slump.<</if>>
<div id="choices"><<if $open gte 40 and $Leo gte 20>><<link "Maybe I could cheer him up myself?">><<replace "#choices">>I felt like there was a tension in him that could only be broken by something big. A huge gesture that he wouldn't anticipate, but would probably gladly accept.
I approached him, and wrapped my arms around him from the back, my hands resting on his chest and holding him against me.
He breathed in, sharply.
<<s Leo>>What are you doing?<</s>>
Our eyes met in the mirror in front of us, as I took my time before answering him:
<<s Author>>It's valentine, and I'm showing my affection to someone I deeply care about.<</s>>
He took a moment.
<<s Leo>>Let me hug you back.<</s>>
I loosened my grip as he turned. Our eyes met. He leaned back in for a hug.
I had something else in mind.
I leaned towards his lips, searching for them with mine.
<<picmid "valentine/leo-kiss-seduction.jpg">>
They touched. His eyes showed how stunned he was.
I looked at him trying to portray confidence.
He agreed with that confidence and leaned back in as our lips intertwined and our kiss was met with equal heat.
We were enjoying that beautiful moment, our breaths matching as our lips played their little explorative, soft game.
We reveled in that beautiful moment.
<<s Leo>>That... Wow.<</s>> He was happy as anything, his eyes sparkling with joy.
<<s Author>>You're a good kisser.<</s>> I flattered him.
<<s Leo>>Me? You're the one with amazing lips!<</s>> He complimented me back, his eyes still staring at said lips.
<<s Author>>I could say the same about yours.<</s>> I complimented him again, not wanting to be outdone by my friend.
<<s Leo>>Now what?<</s>>
//Now what? I could end my night with him, showing him what else I had in store for his beautiful body, or I could decide to call it quits and end this here.//
<<link "Let's have our fun" "Valentine After Party">><<addmins 30>><<pickup $valentine "Leo Hookup" 1>><</link>><<dark "❗*" "This ends the Valentine event">>
<<link "Leave him alone, we've done enough" "Valentine Inside">><<pickup $valentine "Leohappy" 1>><<addmins 5>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>❗<<elseif $Leo gte 20>><<dark "Maybe I could cheer him up myself?" "Not open<img src='images/icons/open.png'> enough">><<elseif $open gte 40>><<dark "Maybe I could cheer him up myself?" "Not close enough">><</if>>
<<if $valentine.has("drug")>><<link "Offer him the drugs I've collected">><<replace "#choices">>I remembered the small bag I had found moments earlier with the drug dealer in the school's quad. It seemed like the perfect idea to be sharing this beautiful powder of opportunity with my friend here.
<<s Author>>I have a little something that I know would make you feel better.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>What is it?<</s>>
<<s Author>>A little pick-me-up I picked up from a new friend.<</s>>
I pulled out the bag and showed it to <<light Leo>> in the mirror in front of him. He turned to look at it and grabbed the substance.
<<s Leo>>Is this what I think it is?<</s>> He asked, obviously intrigued by the revelation.
<<s Author>>Depending on what you think it is. Only one way to find out.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>How did you get this? Does Eva know?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Less doing, more sniffing. Let's go.<</s>>
I took him to one of the stalls, both of us crammed in the tight space.
<<s Leo>>Do you even know how to do this?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I've seen it done in the movies, shouldn't be anything hard.<</s>>
I placed the substance on a small surface above the toilet, lining it up in two distinct lines. Thankfully there was enough for each of us.
<<s Leo>>Should I roll a bill?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Why would you do that?<</s>> You can just sniff that stuff up.
I really was about to do this...
<center><img src='images/valentine/cocaine-energy.jpg' width='50%'></center>
I leaned down and placed my nose against the substance, sniffing it in as I followed the line.
The rush I felt was intense, as my mind reeled by the expected unexpected intrusion. I coughed in natural reaction.
<<s Leo>>Are you okay?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yes, yes. You do it.<</s>> I said, not really looking at him as I dealt with the effect of the drugs.
I heard him approach, prepare himself, then sniff the substance.
It had the same effect on him it did on me.
<<s Leo>>Woah!<</s>>
I agreed with that statement. Woah indeed!
I could see the stars forming at the edges of my vision. I could see the beautiful lighting of the bathroom shift and switch intensity.
And I could see <<light Leo>>'s delectable lips calling for mine.
<<s Author>>I wanna kiss you.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I wanna kiss you too.<</s>>
<<picmid "valentine/leo-kiss-seduction.jpg">>
I leaned in for a taste, as did he. We kissed, and our lips fought against one another in a beautiful coordinated dance.
And kiss after kiss was traded as our hands roamed against each other's body.
<<light Leo>> found the strength to separate for a short moment.
<<s Leo>>Are we really doing this?<</s>>
I looked at his beautiful figure staring at me. I wanted nothing more than that body against mine at the moment.
<<link "Let's have our fun" "Valentine After Party">><<addmins 30>><<pickup $valentine "Leo Hookup" 1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<dark "❗*" "This ends the Valentine event">><<else>><<dark "If only I had something to lift his spirits..." "Maybe the dealer outside could help if we haven't talked yet...">><</if>>
<<if $valentine.has("LeoMakeup")>><<link "Let's put some makeup on him">><<replace "#choices">>Make-up kit that I had collected from <<light Julio>> in hand, I faced my friend ready to help him raise his spirits with the powdered confidence he needed.
<<s Author>>Nothing a bit of make-up can't fix!<</s>> I announced, approaching him from behind.
<<s Leo>>What are you doing?<</s>> He was understandably confused.
<<s Author>>You saw the lighting at the party, and you saw the way everyone was in their own world.<</s>> I started, <<s Author>>Make-up has the power to make us feel better about ourselves without feeling fake. It just enhances our natural beauty.<</s>>
<<s Author>>And you are beautiful, Leo.<</s>> I finished, that last line really making its effect on him as he nodded his consent.
I got to work applying the foundation on his face, complimenting him as I improved his attributes.
<<s Author>>Your eyelashes are amazing, I'm almost jealous.<</s>>
Soon, he was ready for the big reveal, his eyes closed and standing in front of the mirror.
<<s Author>>You can open them.<</s>> I announced, as his eyelids fluttered open, and he saw himself in all his glorious beauty in the mirror.
<<picmid "valentine/leo-makeup.jpg">>
<<s Leo>>Wow.<</s>> He was understandably speechless. Despite not adding too much make-up, he looked like a refined version of his authentic self, and all signs of former tears were gone.
<<s Author>>You are beautiful, Leo. And worthy of love.<</s>>
I smiled at him as he smiled back.
There was a beautiful tension in the air, that I eventually broke.
<<s Author>>You can choose to join the party or stay here. It's all up to you Leo.<</s>>
The ball was now in his court.
<<s Leo>>I think I'll admire your work for a while. I'll meet you at the party soon though!<</s>> Came his answer.
//<<light Julio>> did mention that I update him once I got <<light Leo>> in his make-up...//
<<link "Go back" "Valentine Inside">><<addmins 5>><<pickup $valentine "LeoMadeup" 1>><<drop $valentine "LeoMakeup" 1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>❗<<else>><<dark "Locked Option" "Maybe I could talk to Julio about this...">><</if>>
<<link "Leave him alone for now." "Valentine Toilets">><<addmins 5>><</link>></div>There was definitely something going on in there, but I didn't want to ruin anyone's fun just yet. Headed for the sink, I turn on the water and splash it around for a bit, before faking a different voice to talk:
<<s Rotherford>>Why isn't he here...<</s>>
I take strong, deliberate steps towards the door, opening it and acting as if I stepped out, before allowing it to close behind me.
Moments pass, then a sound chimes:
<<s Leo>>Think they're gone?<</s>>
<<s Julio>>Most definitely. We're alone. Get back to work.<</s>>
This is unmistakably <<light Leo>> and <<light Julio>> together, hidden in their stall. How odd!
//And what did he mean by work?//
Slurping noises slowly start filling the tense air, as whatever work they're talking about is resumed. A lick and a rub and a slurp, someone is active.
<<s Julio>>Gosh you're good at this, we should have done this so long ago. Such great lips.<</s>> The compliment rings in the air.
<<picmid "valentine/leo-bj-giving.jpg">>
There is no mistaking what was happening in the toilet just a few steps away from where I was, and there was no denying the effect it was having on me as I felt myself wetten even more while naughtily listening in on my two friends' erotic activity.
<<s Julio>>Your lips look amazing wrapped around my cock. Too bad that make-up is getting ruined.<</s>> He quips, his tone humorous as a moan comes out in answer.
A needy moan that <<light Leo>> lets escape his lips which are no doubt wrapped around his partner's sizable cock.
<<s Julio>>Keep going, you're doing so well.<</s>> His words of praise and affirmation seem to have a positive effect on the person serving him, as moans drift across the slurping and sucking sounds.
<<if $group1 is "Julio and Leo">>//My two project partners from last month are really giving it their all, wow! Who would've thought!//<</if>>
A suction slurp later, <<light Leo>>'s voice is heard:
<<s Leo>>Your dick is so big! It's impossible to work it.<</s>> Came his needy remark.
A watery mouth settles back on the invading organ as slurping continues.
<<s Julio>>Yet you're doing a fine job at it. Keep it up.<</s>>
And keep it up they did. The next couple of minutes passed with slurps and moans as the two of them continued their naughty work... And I mindlessly listened in on their love-making, not noticing the time passing by.
<<s Julio>>I'm gonna replace that ruined make-up with my cum, fuck you're hot.<</s>> The naughty comment rose through the bathroom air, a threat and a promise at once, as a sigh of relief is given by the kneeling servant, and frantic rubbing merges with that sound.
<<s Julio>>Get ready for a white valentine!<</s>> Came a final warning, mixed with another needy voice:
<<s Leo>>Give it to me. God you're big.<</s>>
A grunt of relief rises through the air, an obvious tip to the frantic crescendo of the queer activity I was an active listener of.
I could hear the moans of appreciation as spurt after spurt of some sort of naughty liquid was spread across a willing face.
And I felt myself wetten even more at the thought of what my lovely <<light Leo>> might look like.
//Did I... Was I the cause of this?//
<<link "Leave them alone" "Valentine Inside">><<addmins 5>><<pickup $valentine "JulioSeesLeo" 1>><</link>><center><<pic Leo>><</pic>></center>
<<light Leo>> still roamed the corridors of the school, enjoying his personal time as he walked aimlessly.
This time, he noticed me approaching.
<<s Author>>Ah damn, I wanted to scare you again!<</s>> I call out.
He laughs at my joke and greets me.
<<s Author>>Hey Leo I have a question... Why is it that you're roaming about here like that? Wouldn't you rather be home or something?<</s>> I was actually curious. If he didn't like it here then why be here?
<<s Leo>>It's valentine. My parents called dibs on the house. And despite them being the most tame and normal couple out there, I still don't feel like listening or witnessing what they'd be up to tonight.<</s>>
I laugh at his explanation, understanding his point of view.
<<s Author>>That actually makes a lot of sense!<</s>>
Silence lingered in the air.
<<s Author>>What will you do about it though? Keep roaming around here, aimlessly?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Privacy is nice.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Oh, am I breaking this privacy? Did you want to like masturbate here alone?<</s>> I smirk at him.
<<s Leo>>I was just about to get started when I saw you.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Don't let me stand in the way!<</s>> I put my hands up defensively as a joke.
His cute smile radiates as I look at him.
He's a cute guy. Fun to be around, kind...
I feel something stirring inside of me, pulling me.
<div id='choices'><<if $Leo gte 20 and $open gte 40>><<link "Lean in for a kiss">><<replace "#choices">>I felt that stirring in my loins, calling for me to reach out to something to hold onto. And his eyes turned to look at mine. And that stirring found what it was looking for in them, as I leaned in impercetibly.
He did the same.
And slowly, our dance brought us closer and closer together, our lips reaching for the other's...
<<picmid "valentine/leo-kiss-seduction.jpg">>
And they touched, the stirring inside me fluttering with joy, as our lips merged and separated, exploring one another and enjoying the beautiful sensations.
We unlinked, looking deep in each other's eyes.
<<s Leo>>You're beautiful, <<print $name>><</s>>
<<s Author>>You're worthy of love, Leo.<</s>>
I leaned back in for another kiss, met with intensity by my newfound kissing partner, as he reciprocated my actions, eager to explore my lips as I was his.
<<s Author>>You're so good at this.<</s>> I smiled at him, pleasantly surprised.
<<s Leo>>So are you. Your lips are amazing.<</s>>
His compliments played like a beautiful melody in my ears, as We looked at each other, our lips still calling for the other's.
<<s Leo>>Wanna... Take this someplace else?<</s>> He asked, hopeful as he looked in my eyes.
<div id="choices2"><<link "Nod yes" "Valentine After Party">><<addmins 30>><<pickup $valentine "Leo Hookup" 1>><</link>><<dark "❗*" "This ends the Valentine event">>
<<link "Shake my head no">><<pickup $valentine "Leohappy" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>I couldn't get myself to that point. I shook my head no.
<<s Leo>>I understand.<</s>>
I leaned in to kiss him again.
<<s Author>>I'll see you around, sexylips.<</s>> I gave him a soft smile.
He smiled back, happy about our brief encounter.
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Inside">><<addmins 5>><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<</replace>><</link>><<elseif $Leo lt 20>><<dark "Lean in for a kiss" "Not close enough">><<elseif $open lt 40>><<dark "Lean in for a kiss" "Not open<img src='images/icons/open.png'> enough">><</if>>❗
<<link "Ignore the feeling, better not risk the friendship">><<replace "#choices">>Not wanting to ruin the friendship we had, I decided to ignore the stirring inside of me, and let it dissipate.
<<s Author>>I'm heading back to the party. Sure you don't want to come? People are asking for you...<</s>> I teased him.
<<s Leo>>Maybe later.<</s>>
I nodded, before heading my own way.
<<link "Leave" "Valentine Inside">><<addmins 5>><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><<if visited(passage()) is 1>><<pichead "locations/library.jpg">>
<div id='continue'><<light Eric>> smiled as he approached me, an odd presence in this location.
<<s Eric>>Hey <<print $name>>!<</s>> He said, <<s Eric>>Figured I'd find you here!<</s>>
His voice was a bit loud, I shushed him.
<<s Author>>Not so loud. You're not used to libraries are you?<</s>> I got closer to him to whisper.
<<s Eric>>Why would I be? I'm naturally smart.<</s>>
He wasn't usually arrogant, was he?
<<s Author>>Is there something you want?<</s>>
He shrugged.
<<s Eric>>Honestly I'm bored. I figured I'd try new places, and here you are!<</s>>
<<s Author>>Hanging out at the library is not my usual thing, but sure. Let's find ourselves a secluded seat.<</s>>
I ushered him along as I went to find a secluded location.
<<link "Continue">><<replace "#continue">>I knew at the moment that the debae club's room would be free of people, and we found our way inside there.
<<s Eric>>Well that's a secluded place!<</s>>
<<s Author>>Doesn't mean it's not seen. There's windows all around.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>But at least I can speak freely!<</s>> He raised his voice, smiling.
<<s Author>>You're really not suited for quiet places.<</s>> I quipped back.
<<s Eric>>So what can we do here?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Read books and cultivate our minds? It's a library?<</s>>
<<s Eric>>Doesn't really feel like my thing. You're right.<</s>> He smiled.
<<s Eric>>How about we play a game?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Like what?<</s>>
<<s Eric>>Truth or dare. The oldest getting-to-know game in the books!<</s>>
I was weirded out by his suggestion.
<<s Author>>Isn't that a child's game?<</s>> I asked him openly.
<<s Eric>>Not unless children are playing it. It'll give us reason to ask the heavy questions under disguise.<</s>>
It seemed to me like he had a few questions in mind. I was intrigued to see where he would take this...
<<link "Let's play" "Eric Event 2">><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>>
<<s Eric>>Truth or dare?<</s>> He was quick to ask his first question.
I needed to avoid a dare from the start, and instead opted to ask for a truth.
<<s Eric>>A truth... Interesting...<</s>> My friend took a moment, before asking his question: <<s Eric>>Where do you spend your time the most?<</s>>
The question might've seemed innocent, but it was kind of intrusive.. But then again, it was only Eric.
<<if visited("Gym") gt visited("Library")>><<s Author>>Consider me a gym girl. I like to work out.<</s>><<else>><<s Author>>You found me at my favorite place, I'm almost always at the library.<</s>><</if>> I answered him in all honesty.
<<s Author>>Your turn, truth or dare?<</s>> I asked him back, eyebrow raised.
<<s Eric>>Let's start with a simple truth.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Simple yeah?<</s>> I thought to myself...
<div id='choices'><<link "Who's your idol?">><<replace "#choices">><<light Eric>> thought about his answer for a moment, before speaking up.
<<s Eric>>For a while there, I never had an idol. I left here not wanting to idolize anyone and be negatively influenced by them.<</s>>
He obviously idolized his father before his parents separated.
<<s Eric>>But now, I can't help but look up to my stepdad. He's only been nice to my mom and has helped her through a lot. He's a good man. A rock.<</s>> He explained. <<s Eric>>If I am to idolize anyone, it's him. He's helped us a lot, and has been the reason why we were able to make it back here.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I'm glad he was able to help you guys. You obviously put him in high regard.<</s>> I pointed out.
<<s Eric>>He's done a lot. Yes.<</s>>
<<link "Continue" "Eric Event 2">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "What do you intend to do after high school?">><<replace "#choices">><<light Eric>> thought for a moment about his answer, before speaking up.
<<s Eric>>For a while there, I was lost on what to do and what the next steps would be for me. I didn't have an actual future to look forward to.<</s>>
His migration must've had a heavy impact on him.
<<s Eric>>I always thought I'd have to stay with my mom, to help her with stuff around the house, to be there for her.<</s>> He elaborated. <<s Eric>>Until my step-father came. He had his job, his own business, and he helped a lot. And he taught me about what he does. I still don't know what I am hoping to do exactly, but I know I have that to fall back on if anything does happen.<</s>> He explained.
<<s Author>>I'm glad he was able to help you guys. You obviously put him in high regard.<</s>> I pointed out.
<<s Eric>>He's done a lot, of course.<</s>>
<<link "Continue" "Eric Event 2">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Tell me about your time away.">><<replace "#choices">><<light Eric>> took a small moment to think about his answer, before speaking up.
<<s Eric>>It wasn't always easy. For quite the while I was lost on what I should do and what my future might hold. I was all over the place trying to help my mom at home and keep up with my studies...<</s>>
His move must've been quite difficult for him.
<<s Eric>>I didn't have that much of a social life. I barely made any friends, and I used to do the odd jobs here and there to make some pocket money for myself.<</s>> He explained. <<s Eric>>Anything more I needed, I had to get myself.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>Until my step-father came into the line. He helped a lot in our daily life, and was a solid rock for my mother to lean on. He helped me have a semblent of a childhood this last year.<</s>> My friend recalled.
<<s Author>>I'm glad he was able to help you guys. You obviously put him in high regard.<</s>> I pointed out.
<<s Eric>>He's done a lot for us. Yes.<</s>>
<<link "Continue" "Eric Event 2">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 3>><<s Eric>>Truth or dare?<</s>>
It was my time to be under the spotlight. I opted for a truth.
<<s Author>>Truth.<</s>>
<<light Eric>> thought for a moment, before speaking out.
<<s Eric>>Is there anyone at school or outside of school that you're interested in? Anyone that caught your eye?<</s>>
That was a good question, one that would give me some time to look back correctly at stuff.
Did I want to flatter him, or share the truth on how I felt about people?
<div id='choices'><<link "There's this interesting white guy that has yet to ask me out on a date (Eric)">><<add "Eric" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Actually, If I'm being honest... There's this interesting white guy that has yet to ask me out on a date.<</s>> I teased, alluding to him.
His naive mind did not quite grasp my intended meaning.
<<s Eric>>Oh. Well he's stupid for not doing so yet. Anyone would be lucky to have you.<</s>> He complimented me.
<<s Author>>I know. I'm a catch. One that is slipping through his fingers every time we interact.<</s>>
He had nothing smart to say to that. Poor guy doesn't know an opportunity even if it stared him in the face!
<<link "Continue" "Eric Event 2">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<if $cuck gte 10>><<link "There isn't anyone in particular, but I'm open to literally any stranger.">><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Actually, if I'm being honest... There isn't anyone in particular, but I'm open to literally any stranger.<</s>> I said, wanting to tease him.
<<s Eric>>Any stranger?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Well yeah. No one I know has that innate charisma that attracts me. I'm looking for something mroe, y'all are kids.<</s>>
<<light Eric>> was stunned by my answer, trying to find the best way to deal with it. I smiled at him.
<<s Author>>You make for good friends and company, but a girl needs someone strong, real, to take care of her.<</s>>
I smiled to myself.
<<s Author>>Someone like your step-father, you know?<</s>>
My friend nodded, understanding the meaning behind what I was saying.
<<link "Continue" "Eric Event 2">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Locked Option" "Stats not met">><</if>>
<<if $bisex gte 5>><<link "There's too many beautiful people out there. I'm too young to choose.">><<add "bisex" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Actually, if I'm being honest... There's too many beautiful people out there. I feel like I'm too young to choose.<</s>>
He smiled.
<<s Eric>>I get what you mean. But when you see the one, you know you've found them, no matter how young you are.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I don't even know if the one is my age, older, or a girl! I still have a lot to dicover about myself first.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>A girl?<</s>> He asked, intrigued.
<<s Author>>Figure of speech.<</s>> As I had already said, I was confused.
<<link "Continue" "Eric Event 2">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Locked Option" "Stats not met">><</if>>
<<if $Samuel gte 5>><<link "Samuel is very interesting to me.">><<add "cuck" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Actually, if I'm being honest... Samuel is very interesting to me.<</s>> I said, earning me an immediate response from him.
<<s Eric>>Samuel?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yeah! The way he portrays himself, his confidence, his slightly cocky smile... I don't know there's something there...<</s>> I explained, smiling softly.
<<s Eric>>I guess, but some might say there's arrogance there...<</s>>
<<s Author>>What's arrogance if you're worthy of it? Confidence.<</s>>
<<light Eric>> took a moment to deal with the revelation. At the confidence of another man, it felt like his was chipped away.
<<link "Continue" "Eric Event 2">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Locked Option" "Stats not met">><</if>>
<<if $subdom lte -20>><<link "I'm not one to take decisions. I go with the flow.">><<less "cuck" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Actually, if I'm being honest... I found that I'm not one to take decisions. I just go with the flow.<</s>> I said, as he looked up at me with intrigue.
<<s Eric>>You were always the most confident out there in middle school.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Don't get me wrong! I am still very confident. I just know I'd rather someone else leads, asks, and tries. I am confident that I'll find someone to do that.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>So whoever it is...<</s>>
<<s Author>>They need to know what they want, me, and fight for it.<</s>> I explained.
There was a sense of renewed courage in my friend. Did he think he'd be that one person?
I never saw him as the most courageous person out there, but then again he might've changed from the nerdy kid I knew before...
<<link "Continue" "Eric Event 2">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Locked Option" "Stats not met">><</if>>
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<<elseif visited(passage()) is 4>>Now was my time to ask my question and see if <<light Eric>> was confident to face the wrath.
<<s Author>>Obviously you're going to ask for a dare because you're not a wimp.<</s>> I challenged him.
<<light Eric>> looked at me with slight fear in his eyes, before saying with determination.
<<s Eric>>Obviously I am. Dare.<</s>>
He fell right for it. But the question was, what did I feel like having him do?
<div id='choices'><<link "<img src='images/icons/cuck.png'>Send his step-dad a message of praise">><<add "cuck" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>I dare you to send your step-father a message letting him know how much you look up to him.<</s>> I announced, seeing his face turn pale.
<<s Eric>>I could never. He'd be weirded out by it!<</s>> My friend exclaimed.
<<s Author>>What, are you giving up so easily?<</s>> I teased him.
<<s Eric>>It's just... Really odd? What would I write?<</s>> Eric had no idea how to take this.
<<s Author>>Give me the phone, I'll type it out.<</s>>
There was a part of him that wanted to show me that he was up for the challenge, and another part that was scared of what might come out of this. I relished with the power I felt in this situation.
<<s Author>>Hey step-dad.
I just wanted to let you know that I really look up to you. The way you're always in charge and have helped me and my mom from the slump we were in... The way you helped her and me become the best version of ourselves...
I'm lucky to have you as a father. Thank you.<</s>>
I read out the message as I wrote it, <<light Eric>> listening on and his face turning paler with every word.
<<s Eric>>I've never been honest with him.<</s>> He explained.
<<s Author>>Well maybe it's time you opened up and shared how you really felt with him, don't you agree?<</s>> I smiled at him.
<<light Eric>> took a few moments playing the situation in his head and re-reading the message. He eventually relented.
<<s Eric>>Fuck it I've got nothing to lose.<</s>>
He pressed the send button before turning off his phone.
<<s Eric>>I hope he doesn't read it now.<</s>> He was worried, trying to keep a strong face.
It was delectable to see him quirm like that.
<<s Eric>>My turn.<</s>>
<<link "One final question" "Eric Event 2">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "A seductive booty call to a random number">><<add "arousal" 10>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>I want you to grab your phone, type in a random number, and hit on whoever answers the phone.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>What? Seriously?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Oh come on, that's easy! Show me your seductive skills, come on!<</s>> I encouraged him, waiting to see his reaction.
<<s Eric>>Okay.<</s>> He pulled out his phone, and dialed a completely random number.
It rang for a few seconds before someone picked up.
<<s stranger>>Hello?<</s>> A male voice answered.
I stiffled a laugh as <<light Eric>> scrambled to answer.
<<s Eric>>Ah yes... Are you okay, sir?<</s>>
<<s stranger>>Am I okay, what do you mean? Who is this?<</s>> The voice asked, confused.
<<s Eric>>Cause it must've hurt when you fell out of heaven, sir.<</s>>
I started laughing so hard my belly hurt.
<<s stranger>>Are you serious?<</s>>
<<s Eric>>No, my name is Eric, but I'd like to be called yours if I could.<</s>> The smooth guy said, eliciting even more laughter from me.
<<s Author>>How do you come up with those?<</s>>
He shushed me to listen to the guy on the other side.
<<s stranger>>Eric I'm going to find you and I'm going to make sure you won't have any teeth anymore.<</s>> The person threatened my friend, who tied to come up with something in return.
<<s Eric>>Well I don't know about the teeth thing, but I sure would love to meet you sometime.<</s>> He smoothly said, before continuing. <<s Eric>>How about friday I pick you up? Wear your best dress.<</s>>
Say what you will, he really did know how to hit on someone... A guy... Over the phone...
I laughed as the other person hung up on him, allowing <<light Eric>> to join me in laughter.
<<s Eric>>Guess I have a date!<</s>> He announced, eliciting even more laughter from me.
It took us a while to settle down. <<light Eric>> turned to look at me.
<<s Eric>>My turn.<</s>> He announced.
<<link "One final question" "Eric Event 2">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
</div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 5>><<light Eric>> looked at me intently, having asked his question, truth or dare.
I had the choice, between being a scaredy cat and saying truth, or being daring and choosing dare.
His intense stare was challenging me to choose the dare, seemingly ready for the payback for my previous dare.
<div id='choices'><<link "<img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Choose truth">><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>I choose truth.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>Oh come on, that's a letdown!<</s>> He exclaimed.
<<s Author>>I'm not going to choose dare, you had something huge planned for me!<</s>>
<<s Eric>>That's true, I did.<</s>> He admitted.
He took a moment to think of his next question, before asking:
<<s Eric>>What do you think is your spirit animal?<</s>>
A sweet question, but indeed a letdown for an ending to our time together.
<<if subdom gt 0>><<s Author>>If anything, I'd say I'm a tiger. Confident, ready to pounce, and quick on her feet.<</s>> I answered him, and he looked impressed.
<<s Eric>>A tiger doesn't back down from the challenge of a dare though!<</s>> He teased.
<<s Author>>Oh shut up.<</s>> I exclaimed back.
<<else>><<s Author>>I think I'm a rabbit at heart. Cute, white, jumping from side to side. Peaceful.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>And timid.<</s>> He added, teasing me.
I didn't bite, allowing his comment to pass.<</if>>
<<s Author>>Well, I guess it's time to call it a day. I've got other stuff to do.<</s>> I explained, getting ready to leave.
He stood as well.
<<s Eric>>I had a lot of fun. Thanks for the hangout.<</s>> He said.
<<s Author>>Don't mention it. I had fun too.<</s>> I admitted to him, before we each headed our own way.
<<link "Leave" "Library">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'>Choose dare">><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I wasn't going to back down from the challenge, and I was surely going to turn the tables on him if I had the chance.
<<s Author>>Dare.<</s>> I announced confidently.
His smile grew, as he was eager to issue his dare:
<<s Eric>>I dare you to flash your bra.<</s>>
His request was big, a real overstep. But I'm not used to backing down from a challenge...
<div id='choices2'><<if $open gte 20>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Flash him my bra">><<add "Eric" 1>><<replace "#choices2">><<s Author>>Oh you naughty boy. Do you really think that's what's going to get me?<</s>> I teased him.
<<s Eric>>So are you going to do it-<</s>>
I cut him off by raising my top, revealing the bra underneath. He shut up and watched, seeing my underwear and losing his words.
It was so easy to please him!
<<s Author>>Like what you see?<</s>> I quipped, him still speechless at the tame vision.
What a wimp.
I lowered my top.
He was quick to react.
<<s Eric>>Wow. That was... something.<</s>>
<<s Author>>What, first time you see a bra?<</s>>
<<s Eric>>Well no, but it's always a nice vision.<</s>> He explained.
I laughed at his cute reaction.
<<s Author>>Well sorry to disappoint but I gotta go, got other stuff to do.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>What? Oh yeah sure. I guess I'll see you around.<</s>> He announced.
We each headed our own way.
//<<light Eric>>'s cute, I gotta admit.//
<<link "Leave" "Library">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Flash him my bra" "Not open <img src='images/icons/open.png'> enough.">><</if>>
<<if $cuck gte 10>><<link "<img src='images/icons/cuck.png'>He never mentioned who to flash. Flash a stranger my bra.">><<add "cuck" 1>><<replace "#choices2">><<s Author>>Challenge accepted.<</s>> I smirked.
He'd regret his vague wording.
Turning away from him to face one of the windows of the room, I noticed an adult man with his head in a book.
I knock on the window pane.
<<s Eric>>What are you doing?<</s>> My friend asked from behind me.
<<s Author>>You told me to flash my bra. You never said who to.<</s>> I reminded him, as the man looked at me.
Up came my top, revealing the bra underneath and a beautiful vision to a complete stranger.
That guy ate it all up, while <<light Eric>> found himself obstructed from any view.
<<s Eric>>Unfair!<</s>> He exclaimed, dejected.
I smield to myself at the development, glad to have a man react to me the way that one was, smiling and giving me a thumbs up.
I lowered my top, winked at the man, and turned towards my friend.
<<s Author>>Better luck next time!<</s>> I told him, gathering myself to leave.
<<s Eric>>Unfair.<</s>> He repeated himself.
<<s Author>>I'll see you around, Eric.<</s>>
It was so much fun toying with the guy. I really looked forward to having him follow me around in worship.
<<link "Leave" "Library">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Flash a stranger my bra" "Not cucked <img src='images/icons/cuck.png'> enough.">><</if>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Back down from the challenge">><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>I wasn't ready for such a big move, and I didn't want to risk doing such a thing in the library most of all. I chose to pass on the challenge.
<<s Author>>I'm not doing this.<</s>>
<<light Eric>> was quick to apologize.
<<s Eric>>Oh I'm sorry. I crossed a line.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Maybe. But I'm not comfortable doing this. You win or whatever.<</s>>
He slumped down.
<<s Eric>>It doesn't feel like I won.<</s>> He said, obviously dejected.
Awkwardness seeped into the air for a few moments.
<<s Author>>Well... I got things to do and places I need to be. I guess I'll see you around?<</s>> I announced, standing up.
He stood up immediately too.
<<s Eric>>Yes, of course. I'll see you around. Sorry again.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Don't mention it.<</s>>
We each headed our own way, <<light Eric>> feeling really awkward about this whole thing, and rightfully so.
He lacks a backbone, that's for sure.
<<link "Leave" "Library">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>></div>
<</if>><center><img src="images/character/eric.jpg" width="220em" position="center"></center><<set $metEric to true>>Approaching this stranger, I can't seem to understand what he would want with me. Something about him is slightly offputting, as he looks at me with a familiarity that I do not recognize or understand.
<<s Eric>><<print $name>>! It's so good to see you again!<</s>>
He goes to hug me, and I awkwardly allow him to do so. //Who is that guy?//
Looking at me again, he sees that I do not recognize him, and shuckles awkwardly.
<<s Eric>>Oh my god, this is so awkward. You don't recognize me.<</s>>
Unable to come up with an act, I admit it to him.
<<s Author>>I'm sorry, I don't really recognize you from any of my classes...<</s>>
<<s Eric>>That would make sense, I'm not in any of them.<</s>>
What kind of freak is this? Has he followed me here to school?
<<s Eric>>No don't get me wrong, I know you from way earlier.
Do you remember the weird, nerdy looking guy with odd eyeglasses who used to be obsessed with comics when you were in middle school?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Oh my god, Eric?? Is that you?<</s>>
There is no way that the person in front of me is the same kid that used to sit in the corner of the class, made fun of for being different, and who this one time...
<<s Eric>>Yes, it is! It's so good to see you here, I knew coming back would be good for me.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Back?<</s>>
<<s Eric>>Yeah, my family and I were gone for a few years to Europe for my father's job, and now we're back<</s>> he said nonchallantly, something hiding behind the statement masterfully.
<<s Author>>Wow. I can't believe this! Well you're gonna like it here, don't worry.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>I'm glad to hear that. It's really great seeing you here.<</s>> He takes a small beat before adding:
<<s Eric>>I'm sorry I already said that, didn't I?<</s>>
I shuckle softly, then look up at him.
<<s Author>>It's good to see you too!<</s>>
<<s Eric>>We gotta do something together sometime, what do you say?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Count me in. I'd love it.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>Cool. I'll keep in touch and maybe see you around.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Wait let me get your number first<</s>>
I smile at him as we exchange numbers, before each heading their way.
//What a small world!//
<<link "back" "School">><</link>><<silently>><<repeat 1s>><<updatemeter 'Eric Friendship' `$Eric / $maxeric`>><</repeat>><</silently>><<set $metericday to true>><<if $metEric is false>><<include "Eric First Meeting">><<else>><center><div class="img__wrap"><img class="img__img" src="images/character/eric.jpg" width="220em" position="center"><p class="img__bgeri2"></p><p class="img__description"><center>
''Eric''
<img src='images/icons/cuck.png'> His Acceptance: <<print $cuck>>
<<showmeter 'Eric Friendship' `$Eric / $maxeric`>></center></p></div>
<<if $ericevent is 0>><<set $maxeric to 11>><<elseif $ericevent is 1>><<set $maxeric to 21>><<elseif $ericevent is 2>><<set $maxeric to 31>><<elseif $ericevent is 3>><<set $maxeric to 41>><</if>>My childhood friend <<light Eric>> is eager to meet me.<<if $Eric gte $maxeric>><<set $Eric to $maxeric>><br>My friendship with him has reached its peak, I need to do something special to evolve it now.<</if>>
<div id="talking"><div class="row"><div class="col-6 management">''The Usual Stuff'':
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/energy.png'>Hang Out" "School">><<less "energy" 1>><<addmins 30>><<add "Eric" 1>><</link>>
</div><div class="col-6">''One-Off Scenes'':
<<if $blackonly.has('Statement') and $blackonlyeric.count('Statement') is 0>><<link "Eric seems to have something on his mind.">><<pickup $blackonlyeric 'Statement' 1>><<replace "#talking">><<include "EricBlackOnlyStatement">><</replace>><</link>><<elseif $blackonlyeric.has('Statement')>><<dark "Eric BLM Statement" "Already seen this.">><<else>><<dark "Locked Scene" "Follow the BLM Path in the HRC">><</if>>
<<if $valentine.hasAll('Progress', 'EricTalk1')>><<link "Eric wants to talk about the valentine event" "Eric Valentine Talk">><<addmins 30>><</link>><<elseif $valentine.hasAny('Announced', 'Progress') and visited("Eric Valentine Talk") is 0>><<link "Talk about the Valentine School Event" "Eric Valentine Talk">><<addmins 30>><</link>><<elseif GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Jan">><<dark "Locked Scene" "Wait for February, Valentine Approaches">><<elseif GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Feb">><<dark "Locked Scenes" "Keep roaming around, the scene will reveal itself soon.">><<else>><<dark "Valentine Event Talks" "Already seen those">><</if>>
<<if $Eric gte 10 and $ericevent is 0>><<link "<img src='images/icons/energy.png'>Let's hang out sometime!">><<less "energy" 1>><<replace "#talking">><<s Author>>Hey Eric, how's everything?<</s>>
<<s Eric>>All good!<</s>>
He kept giving furtive glances at me, something was playing around in his mind.
<<s Eric>>Hey <<print $name>>... Feel like hanging around sometime?<</s>> He asked, doe-eyed.
<<s Author>>Sure! Why don't you send me a message when you're free and we'll sort something out?<</s>> I smiled sweetly at him. He smiled back.
<<link "Back to School" "School">><<set $ericmessagepre to 3>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<elseif $ericevent gte 1>><<dark "Second hangout" "Already seen this scene">><<else>><<dark "Let's hang out sometime!" "I need to get closer to him">><</if>></div></div>
<<link "Back to School" "School">><</link>></div></center><</if>><div class="row"><div class="col-4"><<pic Eric>><</pic>></div><div class="col-8 paddedleft"><<light Eric>> is an old middle school friend who recently came back into my life.
He lives alone with his mom, and she's recently been seeing someone new.
I have a feeling, though unconfirmed, that he's into me. I'm still to see where that would lead us...
<<if $club.has("DnD")>>I have decided to join his DnD games with his friends, Fridays between 4 and 6PM.<br><<elseif $club.has("noDnD")>>I have rejected his offer to join his DnD games and meet his friends.<br><<elseif $Eric gte 10 and $ericevent is 0>>I have yet to get to know him more. It seems to me that he doesn't have that many friends...<</if>>
<div id='info'></div></div></div>
<center>''Current Quests with <<light Eric>>:''
ACT -I-
<div class="row"><div class="col-3 management">''Milestones'':
<<if $ericevent gte 1>><<dark "☑" "Friendship Milestone 10 - Achieved">><<elseif $ericevent is 0 and $Eric gte 10>><<link "☐">><<set $ericmessage to 3>><<replace "#info">>He just sent me a message.<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "☐" "Friendship Milestone 10 - Improve the friendship">><</if>><<if $ericevent gte 2>><<dark "☑" "Friendship Milestone 20 - Achieved">><<elseif $ericevent is 1 and $Eric gte 20>><<dark "☐" "Friendship Milestone 20 - Meet him at the library">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Friendship Milestone 20 - Improve the friendship">><</if>><<if $ericevent gte 3>><<dark "☑" "Friendship Milestone 30 - Achieved">><<elseif $ericevent is 2 and $Eric gte 30>><<dark "■" "Friendship Milestone 30 - Not Written Yet">><<else>><<dark "■" "Friendship Milestone 30 - Not Written Yet">><</if>>
<<if $friendsevents.has("Cuck10")>><<dark "☑" "Cucking Milestone 10 - Achieved">><<elseif $cuck gte 10>><<dark "☐" "Cucking Milestone 10 - Meet Samuel at School">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Cucking Milestone 10 - Make more cucking choices">><</if>><<if $friendsevents.has("Cuck20")>><<dark "☑" "Cucking Milestone 20 - Achieved">><<elseif $cuck gte 10>><<dark "☐" "Cucking Milestone 20 - Have some alone fun at home (masturbate)">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Cucking Milestone 20 - Make more cucking choices">><</if>>
</div><div class="col-3 management">''Random Classes'':
<<if $dance.count("SamuelEric") is 0>><<dark "☐" "Dance Class - Unfinished">><<else>><<dark "☑" "Dance Class - Finished">><</if>><<if $class.count("Conflict of Interest") is 0>><<dark "☐" "Soccer Class - Unfinished">><<else>><<dark "☑" "Soccer Class - Finished">><</if>><<if $class.count("Secret Messages") is 0>><<dark "☐" "Secret Messages Class - Unfinished">><<else>><<dark "☑" "Secret Messages Class - Finished">><</if>><<if $group2 is "Eric and Samuel" and $class.count('Expressive Dancing') is 0>><<dark "☐" "Music Video Dancing Class - Unfinished">><<elseif $group2 is "Eric and Samuel" and $class.count('Expressive Dancing') is 1>><<dark "☑" "Music Video Dancing Class - Finished">><<elseif $group2 is "Eva and Leo">><<dark "■" "I chose another team for the Music Video Project">><<elseif GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Jan">><<dark "☐" "Group choice for next month.">><</if>>
</div><div class="col-3 management">''Other Stuff'':
<<if visited("BLM") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "HRC BLM First Event">><<elseif $club.has('hrc')>><<dark "☐" "See the first BLM Event at the HRC">><<elseif $club.has('HRC Denied')>><<dark "■" "I haven't joined the HRC">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Join the HRC">><</if>><<if visited("BLM") gte 2>><<dark "☑" "HRC BLM Second Event">><<elseif $club.has('hrc')>><<dark "☐" "See the second BLM Event at the HRC">><<elseif $club.has('HRC Denied')>><<dark "■" "I haven't joined the HRC">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Join the HRC">><</if>><<if visited("EricBlackOnlyStatement") is 1>><<dark "☑" "Special Black Only Event">><<else>><</if>>
<<if $club.has("DnD")>><<dark "☑" "DnD Content - Unlocked">><<elseif $club.has("no DnD")>><<dark "■" "DnD Content - Locked">><<else>><<dark "☐" "DnD Content - Improve the friendship">><</if>>
</div><div class="col-3 management2">''Projects'':
<<if $group2 is "Eric and Samuel" and visited("Group Project 2") gte 4>><<dark "☑" "Music Video Project - Finished">><<elseif $group2 is "Eric and Samuel">><<dark "☐" "Music Video Project - Unfinished">><<elseif
GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Jan">><<dark "☐" "Music Video Project - Upcoming Month">><<elseif $group2 is "Unknown">><<dark "☐" "Music Video Project - team not chosen">><<else>><<dark "■" "I chose another team">><</if>>
</div></div></center>Approaching me, <<light Eric>> seemed to struggle to find the right way to say what he'd been thinking about.
<<s Author>>You seem burdened, what's up?<</s>> I asked him, interested in hearing what he wanted to say.
<<s Eric>>It's just that... I saw the HRC video...<</s>>
I immediately understood what he meant by it. I had claimed to be black only in that video, and it's been making its rounds around the school it seems.
<<s Author>>Yes, and?<</s>>
I wanted him to vocalize it. Say what had been bothering him clearly.
<<s Eric>>Are you sure that's the best decision you could take? I mean... I don't want to be insensitive but it's kind of weird, isn't it?<</s>>
He was giving me control, and I had the choice on whether or not I wanted to ease his concerns or double down on that odd power I now felt over him.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>I don't mean it">><<add "Eric" 1>><<less "cuck" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>There is nothing you need to worry about, Eric. I know what I am doing.<</s>> I tell him, before moving closer.
<<s Author>>Besides, I don't really mean it.<</s>> I whisper as I breathe deeply into his ear, giving him obvious shivers.
I smile sweetly at him before heading in my own direction.
//Although it felt good to tell him this, I still felt fraudulent going back on my decision the way I did.//
<<link "back" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/cuck.png'><img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Do you want to control what I do with my body?">><<less "Eric" 1>><<add "cuck" 1>><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Seriously, Eric? First of all, that's racist, and second, do you really want to tell me what I can and cannot do with my body?<</s>>
<<s Eric>>No, no! I didn't mean it like that!<</s>> He was quick to backtrack, as I continued my assault.
<<s Author>>What did you mean exactly? What are you looking for here? It's my body. If I want it to be black only...<</s>> I left the statement hanging, willing him to finish it.
<<s Eric>>Then your body is black only.<</s>> He completed.
I tried my best to hide my smirk. I needed to complete my manipulation.
<<s Author>>I'm sorry, it's just that I took a giant leap doing this and you're really judging me for it, it's unfair!<</s>>
He lowers hid head, barely intonating:
<<s Eric>>I'm to blame. I trust you to make the best decisions for your future, and shouldn't stand in your way.<</s>>
//What a good, docile boy!//
<<s Author>>Thank you Eric.<</s>> I'm not really thankful.
<<link "back" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
</div><<if visited(passage()) is 1>><<light Eric>> is a sweet person, I feel. He is very attentive and listens to what I say and genuinely likes hanging out with me.
<<s Author>>Do you hang out with me because you have no friends?<</s>>
Blunt, I know, but I felt like I needed the truth.
<<s Eric>>Who told you I don't have friends? I do.<</s>>
He took a breath.
<<s Eric>>I just like hanging out with you, that's all. I find you interesting.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Interesting? How?<</s>>
<<s Eric>>I don't know, the way you think, the way you're so confident and independent... There's something about you that I simply really like, it puts me at ease.<</s>>
I was genuinely flattered by what he had said. I never thought of myself that way.
<<s Author>>You told me you had friends?<</s>> I inquired, wanting to change the subject as I felt very seen.
<<light Eric>> took the curved ball well:
<<s Eric>>Yes! Well they're not at school since they already graduated, but we hang out like once a week!<</s>>
<<s Author>>Oh really?<</s>> I showed that I didn't quite believe him. Mockingly of course.
<<s Eric>>No really! We play DnD once per week!<</s>> I could see him visibly face-palm as he said that, obviously embarrassed to have shared that aspect of his life.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/smarts.png'>DnD is cool.">><<add "Eric" 1>><<add "smarts" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>DnD is cool. I hear it's a lot of fun.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>Yeah and it helps with storytelling and shit!<</s>> His excitement for the matter was clear.
<<s Author>>Isn't it just for nerds though?<</s>>
<<s Eric>>No nooo! There's jocks that have played the game! Do you know Joe Mangielo?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Who the heck is that?<</s>>
<<s Eric>> I mean Joe Manegelio. No wait that's not it.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Oh my god I don't care you nerd, just change the subject.<</s>> I say while laughing, him joining me shortly thereafter.
<<link "Continue" "EricEvent1">><<addhours 1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Nerdy but cute I guess">><<add "Eric" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>What a nerd.<</s>>
My dig at him leaving him confused, he looks at me. When we sees me smiling, he understands that I don't mean it in a negative way.
<<s Eric>>Hahaha I guess...<</s>>
<<s Author>>Nothing wrong with someone shamelessly being into what they like! Never forget that!<</s>>
<<s Eric>>Thanks, <<print $name>>, that really means a lot.<</s>>
His gratitude is clear, I feel happy to have positively impacted him.
<<link "Continue" "EricEvent1">><<addhours 1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/cuck.png'>Wow, he's a real nerd!">><<add "cuck" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>You really are a nerd.<</s>>
My comment being a bit more real than <<light Eric>> was expecting, I can see that he is slightly hurt by what I said.
<<s Author>>There's nothing wrong with being a nerd, Eric. It just means you're good at certain things, while other men are better in other areas.<</s>>
I don't know why I had to specify "men" to him, but it did seem to have an effect, as he flinched at the notions I was sharing.
//That seems to be something of a touchy subject for him...//
<<link "Continue" "EricEvent1">><<addhours 1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
</div><<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>>We were seated on one of the benches in the park, relaxing after having walked for the past hour while catching up and finding common interests. It seemed like Dungeons and Dragons was something big for <<light Eric>>, as he shared other interests of his.
<<s Eric>>All I'm saying is that the world is changing a lot, and there's a lot of things that don't make sense anymore!<</s>>
<<s Author>>Like what?<</s>>
<<s Eric>>Like the fact that a mafia was created and destroyed in the 3 years since I was gone. What the fuck is up with that?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Woah language! And no it wasn't created and destroyed, it was always there before the recent kerfuffle.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>Kerfuffle?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Conflict, chaos. Kerfuffle!<</s>>
<<light Eric>> laughs at my high pitch saying the word. I playfully slap him on the shoulder. He takes a breath.
<<s Eric>>Okay try that for a size: polyamory and open relationships and all that stuff. Where does that come from?<</s>>
<<s Author>>It's always existed, Eric. We just didn't see it.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>What happened to the sanctity of marriage? One man, one woman, and God?<</s>>
<<s Author>>That's 3. No look nowadays the world is different, things have changed and the norm is not what our parents were taught.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>What do you mean exactly?<</s>>
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'>Let people do what they want">><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>All I'm saying is, why should it matter to us what people do? The world has much bigger issues than who's sleeping with who.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>I mean I know but it's insane how many people are sleeping with each other!<</s>>
<<s Author>>If it makes you feel any better I haven't been with anyone either, so...<</s>>
Not denying the fact that he's a virgin, <<light Eric>> nods.
<<s Eric>>Some things just... You're too good for anyone either way.<</s>>
His opinion of me obvious, I smile at him softly.
We spent the next hour talking to one another, enjoying each other's company, a mutual understanding being reached in many things.
As we're about to each head their own way, <<light Eric>> approaches me with a hesitant question.
<<link "Listen to him" "EricEvent1">><</link>>
<<link "Leave" "Park">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/dom.png'>Monogamy is very repressive">><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>All I'm saying is, monogamy is extremely repressive, and the whole single dating married track is completely flawed. People have divorces every day because of cheating and shitty behavior, the world needs to move beyond monogamy and towards better stuff, you know?<</s>>
<<s Eric>>My parents are divorced, but that doesn't mean that I've given up on love..<</s>>
<<s Author>>Love doesn't have to come in specific shapes or forms! There's so many different kind of loves, and restricting yourself to just one person with all of the kinds is sure to bring you problems!<</s>>
<<light Eric>> was confused, not understanding my point.
<<s Author>>All I'm saying is, maybe your parents weren't entirely compatible with one another, and kept trying to make that compatibility happen, and that's what created these problems for them... And for you! When people try to force love that doesn't exist, damage happens, and sometimes to people who do not deserve it.<</s>>
This seemed to really impact my friend, who was thoughtful for a while after that.
We spent the next hour talking to one another, enjoying each other's company, his understanding of things constantly challenged.
As we're about to each head their own way, <<light Eric>> approaches me with a hesitant question.
<<link "Listen to him" "EricEvent1">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/cuck.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>Convince him polygamy is okay">><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>A whole lot of marriages fail before they even begin, just because the people in them are not capable of loving the other person in all ways.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>You're right... That is what happened with my parents...<</s>>
<<s Author>>What if before said marriages people knew what they wanted? What if he knows for example that he can't satisfy her sexually, and had made his peace with that?<</s>>
<<s Eric>>So what, she sleeps around?<</s>> He didn't get it.
<<s Author>>It's not sleeping around if he knows about it, is it? She has needs, as does he, and they're fulfilling them. Call it polygamy or call it whatever, at the end of the day they're happy and together, which is more than you can say about your parents!<</s>> I laughed as I said that last part, wanting to make it clear that I'm joking.
<<s Eric>>So if someone for example is deeply affectionate, cares a lot about people. And they get in a romantic, emotional relationship with say 3 different people...<</s>>
<<s Author>>So long as everyone is aware of the situation, why not? Who are we to stop them? More people receive love.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>And more people are happy.<</s>>
Finally convinced, he seems more understanding of the case. I was actually impressed that he was open to changing his opinion... He never ceases to impress me honestly...
//And so gullible too!//
We spent the next hour talking to one another, enjoying each other's company, me in control of the conversation.
As we're about to each head their own way, <<light Eric>> approaches me with a hesitant question.
<<link "Listen to him" "EricEvent1">><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Actually I'm just playing devil's advocate, he's right">><<less "open" 1>><<add "Eric" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>I'm just pulling your leg.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>What? Seriously?<</s>>
Obviously confused, <<light Eric>> did not expect this curved ball.
<<s Author>>Nothing beats true love! I've never seen it honestly, but I know deep down that nothing comes close to it.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>That's my point! If you truly love someone, you don't need to look for anything anywhere else! You're together and that's all there is to it!<</s>>
His belief in love was sweet, and I was happy to see that he felt so beautifully about it.
We spent the next hour talking to one another, enjoying each other's company.
As we're about to each head their own way, <<light Eric>> approaches me with a hesitant question.
<<link "Listen to him" "EricEvent1">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 3>><<s Eric>>Hey <<print $name>>, I know you're not that familiar with DnD, but would you maybe be open to give it a try?<</s>>
I was intrigued by his proposition.
<<s Eric>>A few friends of mine were going to gather at my place this upcoming Friday Evening, and I thought maybe you'd wanna give it a try...<</s>> His tentativeness was clear, as he hesitantly added: <<s Eric>>Only if you want to, of course... Who knows, you might like it after all...<</s>>
<<light Eric>> eagerly looked at me, hoping I'd agree with his proposal. I was really tempted to try it out with him, but knew that it was a nerdy thing to do...
//This might impact my chances at Becoming Prom Queen if it comes out...//
<center><<dark "❗Notice❗" "Choosing the second option will lock off all DnD Elements of the game.">></center>
<div id="choices"><<link "I'd love to join you">><<pickup $club "DnD" 1>><<add "Eric" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Intrigued by what DnD might hold and interested in trying it out, I accept his invitation, smiling at him:
<<s Author>>I think I can give it a try, should be interesting.<</s>>
<<light Eric>>'s smile immediately grows tenfold, as he rushes to beam and explain the setting:
<<s Eric>>You're gonna love it! This friday we'll only be having a one-shot which you'll definitely like and you'll be able to discover the game and my friends and... Oh! It's taking place at my house, I'll be sending you the location soon by phone so don't worry about it. You don't need to prepare aything I'll have everything ready for you don't worry really I've got it all under control-<</s>>
<<s Author>>Hey nerd I already said okay, no need to sell it to me even more.<</s>> I laughed, cutting his speech short.
He smiled at me.
<<s Eric>>You'll like it, you'll see.<</s>>
I give hi a hug farewell before starting to head my own way.
<<s Author>>See you Friday!<</s>>
<<s Eric>>See you!<</s>> The excitement is obviosu as he walks away with a spring in his step.
//I wonder what this new adventure will bring...//
<<link "Leave" "Park">><<addmins 10>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "I'd rather not">><<add "cuck" 1>><<pickup $club "no DnD" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Not really willing to put my future plans at jeopardy over the off-chance that this would be a fun thing to try, I choose to shut him down.
<<s Author>>I appreciate the interest, Eric, but I think I'd rather not. Thanks for the offer tough!<</s>>
<<light Eric>> gave me a small smile, before we each headed our own way.
//What a nerd.//
<<link "Leave" "Park">><<addmins 10>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
</div><</if>><<if visited(passage()) is 1>><<s Author>>So yeah basically that's it, that's how the fountain got its name!<</s>>
<<s Eric>>Okay but The Ballerina Thug? Couldn't they have found anything better?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Hey I don't know, the city makes the choices it makes.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>And that mafia is now...<</s>>
<<s Author>>Supposedly disbanned, but you know how rumors are.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>Wow.<</s>>
Walking alongside each other, I was enjoying spending time with <<light Eric>>. He has grown so much, yet still held in him, hidden, that little nerdy boy.
<<s Author>>So what happened with you? What caused the change?<</s>> I asked, curious about his transformation.
<<s Eric>>Well, most of all, puberty.<</s>>
I laughed, yet knew there was more to it.
<<s Eric>>My father was abusive. He took us away for work, and for a long time just was a cheat. In business and in his relationship with my mom... She caught up after a while and kicked him out, and for a long time I had to step into his shoes as man of the house...<</s>> He says, recalling what was obviously tough moments. <<s Eric>>It shapes the person, you know, this kind of thing.
Nowadays it's different though, my mom has a new boyfriend who's really nice to her and that responsibility has fallen off my shoulders. I no longer have to be strong for her, just for myself, and it's become easier.<</s>>
I look at him compassionately. He's been through it...
<<s Eric>>Sorry, I went into a bit of a rant I guess...<</s>>
<<s Author>>No it's okay, I asked.<</s>>
<div id="choices">//Feeling a lull in the conversation, I felt compelled to make a comment about what he just shared, at least give my opinion or what I think he needs to hear.//
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>You're better for it">><<add "Eric" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I continue by saying: <<s Author>>You're better for it actually. It helped shape you into the person - the man - you are today.<</s>>
He smiles at me, the compliment apparently ringing true for him.
<<s Eric>>Thanks, I guess.<</s>>
Looking around, he's slightly confused, not knowing where we have reached. <<s Eric>>Where are we now?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Come on, let's take a seat at the coffee place.<</s>>
<<link "Cream Art" "EricMall">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/dom.png'>That's a nice story">><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I continue by saying: <<s Author>>That's a nice story, actually. I like how you adapted to the circumstances.<</s>>
He smiles at me complacantly. //Was that a bit harsh?//
<<s Eric>>Thanks, I guess.<</s>>
Looking around, he's slightly confused, not knowing where we have reached. <<s Eric>>Where are we now?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Come on, let's take a seat at the coffee place.<</s>>
<<link "Cream Art" "EricMall">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/cuck.png'>No need to be tough anymore.">><<add "Eric" 1>><<add "cuck" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I continue by saying: <<s Author>>No need to be tough anymore though. Life shouldn't be about who's the toughest or strongest. This time has passed.<</s>>
He nods, my well-placed comment ringing true to him, before looking around confused, not knowing where we have reached.
<<s Eric>>Where are we now?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Come on, let's take a seat at the coffee place.<</s>>
<<link "Cream Art" "EricMall">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>><img src="images/locations/creamart.jpg" width="100%">
Walking in, the beautiful smell of coffee immediately hits our nostrils, and I feel myself invigorated. <<if $work.has('creamart')>>Walking up to the counter, I greet my fellow barista and make my order, on the house. <<light Eric>> follows suit and makes his own order. A short while later, we grab our drinks and head to a secluded table.
<<link "continue" "EricMall">><</link>><<else>>Walking up to the counter, I make my order, and before I get to pay, <<light Eric>> budges in, money in hand.
<<s Eric>>Please allow me, my treat.<</s>>
<div id="choices">Should I let him pay?
<<if $cash >= 5>><<link "<img src='images/icons/cash-loss.png'><img src='images/icons/cuck.png'>Pay instead.">><<less "cash" 5>><<add "cuck" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>No, it's fine. I got it.<</s>>
I move his hand away with a firmness that denies him any room for argument and pay myself.
<<s Author>>Thanks for offering though.<</s>>
Grabbing our drinks, we head to a secluded table.
<<link "continue" "EricMall">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Pay instead." "Don't have enough money">><</if>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Thank him for it.">><<add "Eric" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Oh Eric you don't have to!<</s>>
<<s Eric>>It's okay, I want to.<</s>>
Paying for both drinks, I can see that meant a lot to him as his smile is apparent.
Grabbing our drinks, we head to a secluded table.
<<link "continue" "EricMall">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><</if>>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 3>><center><img src='images/events/ericevents/coffeedate.jpg' max-width='60%'></center>
Talking with <<light Eric>> came easy, as he gave me the space to remember middle school and all our friends from back then, most of whom we've lost touch with.
<<s Eric>>I also saw that Eva was still at school.<</s>> He says, pointing out my close friend.
<<s Author>>Yeah, one of the few that remain. Most of the rest went into public schools and whatnot.<</s>>
<<s Eric>>They must be going through hell.<</s>> He was in one until very recently it seems.
<<s Author>>That bad?<</s>>
<<light Eric>> smiles at me.
A while later, we decide to part ways, happy for the hangout and both willing to see each other again soon. As he goes in for the hug, I reciprocate. I could see his eyes gleaming as we separate. //Is he into me?//
As I start walking out of the shop and into the mall, seeing him leave, I think to myself what this meant to me, him, and us.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/cuck.png'>Eric is a good friend">><<add "Eric" 1>><<add "cuck" 1>><<replace "#choices">>//This was a fun hangout.//
Thinking back to the day I just had, I think to myself that what we just had was loads of fun. I'm sure he'll make a great friend.
<<link "go back" "Mall">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/cuck.png'>He's into me, I'm not into him.">><<add "cuck" 1>><<replace "#choices">>//I don't see him in the same way.//
Thinking back to small signs after that last hug, I notice how he was trying to get closer, yet somehow failing. He's definitely into me, but I'm not that into him.
//It's nice to feel wanted though.//
<<link "go back" "Mall">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>He's kinda cute, actually.">><<add "Eric" 1>><<replace "#choices">>//That hug felt nice.//
Thinking back to small signs after that last hug, I can't help but smile a bit myself. He's definitely into me, and I wouldn't mind seeing where that might lead...
//It's nice to feel wanted like that, especially by someone as cute as him.//
<<link "go back" "Mall">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<else>>No events here anymore. You might've encountered a bug.
<<link "go back" "Mall">><</link>><</if>><<if $ericmessage is 0>>There are no messages from <<light Eric>> right now.
<<elseif $ericmessage is 1>><<set $ericmessage to 0>><<set $ericmessagepost to 1>><<messaging Eric>><<them>>Hello<</them>><<me>>Hey <<light Eric>>, how's it going?<</me>><<them>>All good. This <<light Bekham>> guy sure is something, huh?<</them>><<mecon>><<if $Bekham gte 1>>Idk I kinda like him.<<else>>Yeah you're right...<</if>><</mecon>><<me>>So what are you up to?<</me>><<themcon>>Well... Seeing as I am new to town and all, I wanted to see if you're free to hangout this afternoon at the mall?<</themcon>><<them>>Grab a drink and you tell me all about the town and what changed?<</them>><<me>>That sounds like a nice idea... Should I catch you there?<</me>><<them>>Yeah, next to the big stupid fountain in the middle of it.<</them>><<mecon>>Oh that's a whole story that I gotta tell you.<</mecon>><<me>>I'll see you there in like an hour?<</me>><<them>>See you! Can't wait!<</them>><</messaging>><<elseif $ericmessage is 2>><<messaging Eric>><<them>>Hey friend, ready to go?<</them>><<me>>The music video!<</me>><<them>>That's right. We decided we were going to be filming it in the park. Natural lighting and all…<</them>><<me>>Alright cool, I'll be right there in like an hour.<</me>><<them>>See you soon! I'll talk to <<light Samuel>> and tell him to meet us.<</them>><</messaging>><<elseif $ericmessage is 3 and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Fri">><<messaging Eric>><<them>>Hey! feel like hanging out?<</them>><<mecon>>Hey <<light Eric>>!<</mecon>><<me>>Where were you thinking of?<</me>><<them>>I was going to ask you the question myself.<</them>><<me>>The park is a nice place...<</me>><<them>>Sure, that works for me!<</them>><<me>>I'll meet you there!<</me>><</messaging>><<elseif $ericmessage is 3>><<set $ericmessage to 0>><<set $erimessagepre to 3>><<messaging Eric>><<them>>Hey friend! Feel like hanging out soon?<</them>><<me>>Hey <<light Eric>>! Sure! When were you thinking?<</me>><<them>>How about this Friday?<</them>><<me>>That works for me! You'll have to remind me though, I have a fish's memory!<</me>><<them>>Don't worry I've got you.<</them>><<me>>Cool.<</me>><</messaging>><<elseif $ericmessage is 4>><<set $ericmessage to 0>><<set $ericmessagepre to 0>><<messaging Eric>><<mecon>>Hey <<light Eric>>. Are you okay?<</mecon>><<mecon>>Look I'm sorry about what happened, it just really caught me off guard.<</mecon>><<mecon>>Please say something.<</mecon>><<me>>Come on dude, you really went all out on this!<</me>><<them>>Isn't that what you wanted?<</them>><<mecon>>It doesn't have to be public like that.<</mecon>><<me>>I don't like this kind of attention.<</me>><<themcon>>Neither do I. I thought that that's what you liked.<</themcon>><<if $valentine.has('Evadate')>><<them>>Besides, since when do you and <<light Eva>> have a thing? Didn't you say you had no date?<</them>><<me>>That's in the past, <<light Eric>>. Things changed.<</me>><<them>>It was really humiliating you know...<</them>><<else>><<them>>Look I'm sorry about all this.<</them>><<me>>It wasn't pleasant, that's for sure.<</me>><<them>>Can't shake the humiliation...<</them>><</if>><<me>>Had you brought the flowers in private...<</me>><<them>>You mean I have a chance?<</them>><<mecon>>I'm not saying that.<</mecon>><<mecon>>I'm just saying you need to work on your approach.<</mecon>><<me>>I'll see you at the party.<</me>><<them>>I'm not going.<</them>><<me>>Sure you are. We need to work on your approach.<</me>><<themcon>>Okay sure.<</themcon>><<them>>Gtg mom's calling.<</them>><</messaging>><<elseif $ericmessage is 5>><<set _messageseen to true>><<add "cuck" 1>><<set $ericmessage to 0>><<messaging Eric>><<them>>Hey <<print $name>>, are you busy?<</them>><<me>>I kinda am, what's up?<</me>><<them>>I was thinking maybe you'd like to hang out.<</them>><<me>>Honestly you caught me at the worst of times. It was just about to get interesting.<</me>><<them>>What, are you watching a movie?<</them>><<me>>YES. And the hero was going to take the girl.<</me>><<themcon>>What movie is it?<</themcon>><<them>>I love movies.<</them>><<mecon>>(I swear this guy!)<</mecon>><<me>>The black hawk takes the young white maiden.<</me>><<them>>Haven't heard of it. Sounds cool.<</them>><<mecon>>You wouldn't have. Talk to you later, Eric.<</mecon>><<me>>Maybe I'll show it to you someday.<</me>><<them>>I'd love that! Is that a date?<</them>><<me>>No.<</me>><</messaging>><<else>><<set $ericmessage to 0>><<set $ericmessagepre to 0>><<set $ericmessagepost to 0>>There is no content here, a bug must've occured or the scene hasn't been written yet.<</if>>
<div id='sticky'><<link "<img src='images/icons/back-phone.png' width='40px' label='Back'>">><<if $ericmessage is 2>><<set $ericmessagepost to 2>><<set $ericmessage to 0>><<elseif $ericmessage is 3>><<set $ericmessage to 0>><<set $ericmessagepost to 3>><</if>><<script>>
Dialog.setup("", "pho");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Messages").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>></div><center><img src="images/character/eva.jpg" width="220em" position="center"></center>Walking through the school doors on this lovely day, I notice an obvious shift in energy across the whole floor as people seem to be talking about the new email that we've received.
I am approached by <<light Eva>> as she goes up to me, wanting to talk:
<<s Eva>> Hey friend! Did you receive the email from the SA Office? The one about the college admissions?<</s>>
<<s Author>> I did. Can you believe what they're asking for?<</s>>
<<s Eva>> Can't really blame them. I know I haven't done much in these past few months...<</s>>
<<light Eva>> seems worried, something is clearly on her mind...
<<s Author>> Is everything ok? <</s>>
<<s Eva>> I don't know if I should tell you...<</s>>
<div id="choices">
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Trust">><<add "Eva" 1>>
<<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>You can trust me.<</s>>
Eva looks at me, nods, and decides to open up:
<<s Eva>> I think I should get out of my shell, become more of who I am... But I don't know if that's the right way to go.<</s>>
Before I get to talk, <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 8 and $gameDate.getHours() lt 10>>the bell rings, signifying the start of classes.
<<light Eva>>smiles softly before heading to her own class, leaving me alone and thoughtful.
Having talked to her, I decide to go to <<link 'class'>>
<<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Mon">><<goto "Group Project 1">><<elseif GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Fri">><<goto "Bekham Classes">><<elseif $classEvent1.length is 0>><<goto "Random lvl1 Class">><<else>><<goto `$classEvent1.pluck()`>><</if>><<less "energy" 1>><<addhours 4>>
<</link>>
<<else>><<light Eva>>'s phone pings with a notification. She shrugs at me and picks it up, walking away.
Having talked to her, I decide to <<link "go back" "School">><</link>><</if>><</replace>>
<</link>>
<<link "I don't care...">>
<<replace "#choices">>I remain silent, not wanting to continue the conversation.
<<s Eva>>Anyway, I need to leave. See you<<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 8 and $gameDate.getHours() lt 10>> in class!<<else>> later<</if>><</s>>
<<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 8 and $gameDate.getHours() lt 10>>Moments later, the bell rings, signifying the start of <<link 'classes'>>
<<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Mon">><<goto "Group Project 1">><<elseif GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Fri">><<goto "Bekham Classes">><<elseif $classEvent1.length is 0>><<goto "Random lvl1 Class">><<else>><<goto `$classEvent1.pluck()`>><</if>><<less "energy" 1>><<addhours 4>><</link>><<else>>
I watch her leave as I <<link "head out" "School">><</link>> myself.<</if>><</replace>><</link>></div><<add "evaevent" 1>><div id="continue">My nerdy friend's nervousness was clearly apparent as she had mountains of books surrounding her, trying to catch up with her studies and apparently failing to do so.
<<s Author>>Hey Eva, is everything okay?<</s>>
My words shaking her out of her intense studying, I look at my friend as her haze clears, understanding who is talking to her.
<<s Eva>>Oh hi. Sorry I'm like drowning here.<</s>>
<<s Author>>What are you doing? What are all these books?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Well you know how the school's SA Office was all about doing stuff to add to your applications and whatnot?<</s>>
I was also worried about that. <<s Author>>Yeah...<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Well what if I have the highest SAT score in the whole country? That has to account for something, no?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Is your reaction to them telling us that we shouldn't only concentrate on studying, more studying?<</s>>
The logic seemed erroneous, yet my friend was apparently certain this would be the only way for her:
<<s Eva>>Yes! Genius, no?<</s>>
Going back to her books, she quickly turns back towards me:
<<s Eva>>Hey! Would you like to help me with this? Quiz me?<</s>>
While I find it hard to deny her request, I felt like in the state she currently was in, my friend needed a break much more than a language quiz.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/smarts.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Help her study, maybe learn a thing or two">><<add "smarts" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Not wanting to deny her request however, I grab a seat in front of her and grab the notebook she wants me to hold.
The next hour is spent with me helping her memorize the dumbest facts, correcting her whenever she goes wrong. While she's happy with the outcome of our session, I can't help but feel like we could have done more, enjoyed ourselves more.
Nevertheless, <<light Eva>> is happy, and that's what matters.... //I guess//
<<link "Leave" "Library">><<addhours 1>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'>Distract her from her studies">><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>No. Eva you look really bad, you need a break.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Nonesense! I'm doing fine.<</s>>
At that moment, she dropped her pen, and scrambled to pick it up. Trying to get back up, she hits the back of her head on the underside of the desk, a loud knock that hurts me even.
<<s Eva>>Ouch!<</s>>
Rushing to her side, I hold her in my arms.
<<s Author>>Is everything okay?<</s>>
My friend gives me a faint nod, trying to keep her bearings.
<<s Author>>Okay that's it, we're going to take a rest.<</s>>
Not listening to her protests, I start throwing her books and notebooks in her bag, grabbing her to leave the library in a hurry.
<<link "To the Park!">><<replace "#continue">>
<img src='images/events/evaevents/feet-in-grass.jpg' align='left' height='300px'>Birds shirping, cool wind blowing, sun shining... These are the things that <<light Eva>> obviously needs, her relief almost palpable as we both lie down on the grass, enjoying the beautiful scenery.
<<s Eva>>It's just that...So much is dependent on me.<</s>>
<<light Eva>> had decided to start sharing her worries with me, and I lended her a listening ear.
<<s Eva>>After we lost my brother, my parents were... Different.<</s>>
<<s Author>> How do you mean?<</s>> I was curious.
<<s Eva>>They didn't always see eye to eye. Especially about me.<</s>>
<<s Author>>But you always made sure that both were satisfied. You're like the calmest, most studious person I know.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>But apparently I'm not that to them. Always the disappointment.<</s>>
There was something jarring about listening to a friend talk like that. She really was amazing in her own ways, yet struggled to see it.
<<s Author>>You're so accomplished, Eva. And if they can't see that well it's on them!<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I don't know. Eva is accomplished with all her trophies and competitions. My father keeps asking for me to prove myself like that.<</s>>
<<s Author>>You have a beautiful brain!<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I wish I didn't. I wish I was vapid, maybe then I'd go for these easy wins!<</s>>
A true shock. That's what I felt listening to my friend talk about herself in that way. I always thought she was great, yet it seemed to me like she didn't feel the same way.
<<s Eva>>I mean... Other girls seem to be happier than I am, even though I really try to enjoy myself. No?<</s>>
<<light Eva>> was looking at me, hoping for some confirmation or for my opinion. And I didn't quite know what road to take with her.
<div id="choices2"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Maybe being stupid also means being happy">><<less "evasmarts" 2>><<add "Eva" 1>><<replace "#choices2">><<s Author>>You're right.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Really? I am?<</s>>
It became obvious to me that <<light Eva>> was just saying what she was because she thought it was the right thing in life, and not out of true belief. Time to change that.
<<s Author>>Yes, you are. We've always believed that being the top of the class and haing perfect grades would get us anywhere. And then boom, out of nowhere, that stupid school tells us that everything we had been working for is actually useless if we intend on continuing higher education! It's a scam!<</s>>
I was giving it more emotion, which pulled me a laugh from my now relaxed friend.
<img src='images/events/evaevents/lying-in-grass.jpg' align='center' width='700em'>
<<s Author>>Good to see you laughing. But seriously, the world is different now. In the past we had to be book smart to get ahead. Maybe now we need a different tactic?<</s>>
She was nodding along, starting to get convinced with my point of view.
<<s Author>>I know I'd much rather be out here in the park, doing fuckall, than being inside that smelly library studying for an exam that comes in like a whole month.<</s>>
Reassuring her of her stance, of the right choice of changing her ideology, I continue to spend a fun time with my friend.
<<link "Leave her" "Park">><<addhours 1>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>> (Moves Eva away from smartness)
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>You're valid in your feelings, but don't let them change you.">><<less "evasub" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<replace "#choices2">><img src='images/events/evaevents/sad-in-grass.jpg' align='center' max-width='100%' max-height='100%'>
<<s Author>>It's true, Eva, you haven't had the easiest childhood. And your parents haven't had the simplest past, with what happened to your brother.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I know, that's why I'm saying what I am.<</s>>
I could appreciate where she was coming from, not where we was headed.
<<s Author>>That doesn't mean that the right thing to do is to break and follow whatever the world chooses for us. Even if it's our father.<</s>>
She was nodding along, slowly getting more and more convinced.
<<s Author>>If people can't truly appreciate how awesome you are, there will come a time where you will find someone who will. I know I do.<</s>>
She gave a shy smile, but was quick to hide it.
<<s Author>>You know I'm right. You're unique, but don't ever let anyone take that away from you. You're worthy of amazing things, because you are amazing.<</s>>
<img src='images/events/evaevents/lying-in-grass2.jpg' align='right' max-width='100%' max-height='100%'>Her mood now changed, my friend was taking things slow, glad to have had this conversation, as was I.
<<s Author>>And if anyone ever wants to fight you over it, you know where to send them.<</s>>
Showing her my biceps, I flex, immediately gaining a hearty laugh from my friend.
<<link "Leave her" "Park">><<addhours 1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>> (Adds to Eva's confidence and assertiveness)</div><</replace>><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div></div><<if visited(passage()) is 1>><<pichead "events/raining.jpg" "It's raining!">>
Rain falls down in heavy drops from above, soaking everything in its path.
Hidden safely under a slanted roof, I watch this crazy weather as the water starts pouring to the ground.
At the distance, I see a figure rushing towards the school.
Not your usual running type, it struggles to keep its pace as it helplessly tries to bridge the distance towards a safe location, the water attacking it and soaking it.
As it gets closer, I am struck with the realization: it's <<light Eva>>!
<div id='choices'><<link "Call her over">><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Hey Eva! Over here!<</s>> I shout out to my friend, hoping she'll make it out of the rain in time...
But it was already too late. She hears me and rushes to my side, soaking wet and entirely dripping from head to toe.
<<s Eva>>I... There was no forecast!<</s>> She shivers as she speaks, barely able to contain herself.
<<s Author>>Come, come, we need to dry you up!<</s>> I announce, taking my friend away and inside, not quite knowing where to go.
<<link "Inside" "EvaEvent 2">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Rush out to meet her and cover her with the jacket">><<add "Eva" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Eva! Eva over here!<</s>>
I rushed out to meet my friend, not willing to let her suffer like that alone.
Jacket brought up above me like a makeshift umbrella, I join her under the rain, trying to get her underneath it.
It is useless, as she is already dripping wet by the time we reach safety under the roof.
<<s Eva>>I... There was no forecast!<</s>> She shivers with her words, barely able to contain herself. <<s Eva>>You shouldn't have come out, you're wet too now!<</s>>
Indeed, I was, but that didn't matter to me. All that mattered was that we dry ourselves off.
<<s Author>>Come, come, we need to dry you up!<</s>> I announce, taking my friend away and inside, not quite knowing where to go.
<<link "Inside" "EvaEvent 2">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>><<pichead "locations/lockers.jpg" "Locker Room">>
Finding our way to the locker room, we finally settle in what appears to be an empty place, no teams currently training.
<<s Author>>Lucky there isn't anyone here.<</s>>
I had somewhat carried <<light Eva>> over here, as she dealt with the impact of the rainfall on her whole stature.
<<s Eva>>Shit you're wet too!<</s>> She was obviously concerned. I myself wasn't as bothered.
<<s Author>>Hey it's okay don't mention it.<</s>> I announced, before speaking out again: <<s Author>>I'll search for towels to dry us off. You take off these clothes.<</s>>
I got to work fetching something to help us with the task, as I saw her follow my request from the corner of the way.
Thankfully, displayed neatly in a corner of the room, I found a bunch of towels. I brought back two.
By then, <<light Eva>> stood in her underwear, shyly trying to make herself small as to not be seen. Her clothes rested in a pile next to her.
<<s Author>>Are these dry?<</s>> I asked her, pointing at what she was still wearing.
<<s Eva>>Eum... Yes.<</s>>
I didn't want to push the subject, as she shivered and shook right in front of me, obviously cold.
<div id='choices'><<link "Dry her up myself">><<add "evasub" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I needed to help my friend, whatever it took.
<<s Author>>Here, let me help you.<</s>> I announced, getting closer to her as I started usign the towel to dry her off.
<<s Eva>>But..<</s>>
<<s Author>>No buts.<</s>> I interjected. <<s Author>>You're in all sorts of shambles and it's not right for you to take care of yourself alone. Let me help.<</s>>
My hands got to gliding against her body, using the towel to really get all the spots.
Bringing another towel as I made her hold the initial one around herself, I got to work drying her hair, rubbing it around and making sure I got all of it dried.
<<picmid "events/evaevents/drying-towel.jpg">>
<<s Eva>>Thank you.<</s>> She softly said.
<<s Author>>No need to thank me. It's the minimum I could do. You can't do it for yourself.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I can..<</s>>
<<s Author>>No.<</s>>
My voice came out authoritative, without me meaning to. Yet she remained silent, taking it as a sign not to protest anymore.
<<s Eva>>Onto you?<</s>> Eva asked, willing to return the favor.
<div id='choices2'><<link "Sure">><<add "evasub" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>I didn't see anything wrong with her proposal, and so nodded in agreement.
<<s Author>>Sure. Only fair.<</s>>
<<picmid "events/evaevent/towel-drying.jpg">>
I got to work taking off my clothes, standing in my underwear as <<light Eva>>helped me with the towel, drying me off softly.
I wasn't as wet as she was, so there wasn't much there to do, yet it felt good being serviced like that by her. I leaned into the feeling.
<<s Author>>That feels nice.<</s>> I heard myself say.
<<s Eva>>I know.<</s>> She answered, dutily taking care of the task at hand, as I stood tall next to her.
She really knew how to care for others...
<<link "Sit and talk" "EvaEvent 2">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "I can care for myself">><<replace "#choices2">><<s Author>>It's okay, I can do it myself.<</s>> I announced, grabbing the last remaining towel and dabbing my clothes, before deciding to remove them and remain in my underwear as I got to drying myself.
<<light Eva>> stole a few glances at me, having elected to take a seat on one of the benches as she waited for her clothes to dry, perched on a heater.
I took pleasure in giving her a show, one she tried her best to ignore.
It was a fun little game that we both knew would lead nowhere.
<<link "Sit and talk" "EvaEvent 2">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Hand her the towel">><<add "arousal" 10>><<replace "#choices">>Reaching out with a couple of towels, I hand them over to <<light Eva>> for her to dry herself off, as I got to work removing my own clothes.
As I did that, I couldn't help stealing a couple of glances at my friend's body as she got to work drying herself off. My eyes drifted and wandered as I got to drying my own skin, seeing my friend's soft body in movement.
I shook my head as I realized what I was doing, before moving to place our clothes in front of the heater to get them sorted.
<<link "Sit and talk" "EvaEvent 2">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 3>>As our clothes were stationed in front of the heater, looking to dry themselves off, <<light Eva>> and I were left sitting on the bench in active conversation, trying to distract ourselves while waiting.
<<s Author>>How are your parents doing?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Good, I guess.. Why do you ask?<</s>>
<<s Author>>It's that I haven't seen them since... Like a year maybe.<</s>>
I hadn't seen them ever since their son, <<light Eva>>'s brother's funeral. But I wasn't about to say that.
<<s Eva>>Yeah... You used to always come over.<</s>> She said.
<<s Author>>Why don't I anymore?<</s>> I asked, actually curious.
<<s Eva>>My parents don't allow it anymore.<</s>> My friend answered me. <<s Eva>>They think all my friends are a bad influence.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Even me?<</s>> I asked, actually weirded by the revelation.
<<s Eva>>Unfortunately, ever since my brother, their trust has run short.<</s>>
I nodded, understanding her point.
<<s Author>>I get that. I don't think I'd be any different had I been in their place.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Yeah, their daughter is the one to pay for it though.<</s>> She said, obviously hurt.
I looked at my friend, who was obviously getting cold as the drying clothes sucked away the heat of the room.
<<s Author>>Hey, are you good?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>It's okay, just a bit of cold.<</s>> She said, but her mind was obviously also plagued by her family situation, by her repressed feelings...
<div id='choices'><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Warm her with a hug">><<add "Eva" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<picmid "events/evaevents/eva-hug.jpg">>
I moved closer to her.
<<s Eva>>Is everything okay?<</s>>
I wordlessly placed my arms around her, hugging her with her towel.
<<s Author>>To keep you warm.<</s>> I whispered near her ear.
<<s Eva>>Oh.<</s>>
At the realization, she allowed the towel she had wrapped herself with to fall, allowing for more direct physical contact, and more direct heating.
I leaned in closer, our bodies now touching directly, exchanging the heat.
She leaned in as well, taking in as much of the heat as she could.
The exchange was sweet, beautiful.
<<s Author>>How are you feeling?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Better.<</s>>
Her trembling body slowly started to rest, as she leaned into the positive feeling, comforted by the purity of the moment.
<<s Author>>I miss this.<</s>> I said, honest. <<s Author>>We used to have sleepovers, and spend a whole lot of time together.<</s>> I continued.
<<s Eva>>I miss it too. So much.<</s>> Her voice carried strong emotions, a possibility of a better future and a longing for a lost past.
Our bodies against each other was taking me away from the current scene, as I felt her move against me, our heat being exchanged and our soft skin rubbing against each other...
<div id='choices2'><<link "<img src='images/icons/bisex.png'>Lean into her">><<add "bisex" 1>><<replace "#choices">>My body was asking for something, and I had to answer.
In our closeness, I moved in, leaning against my friend's body, allowing our skin to press against each other's.
<<picmid "events/evaevents/eva-hug.jpg">>
<<s Eva>>Someone's cold.<</s>> She moved closer too.
//Cold. Right. That was the reason.//
How could I tell her that I was getting closer because I wanted the attention, because I was starved for her touch? I felt like following my body's desires, but why was my body desiring hers?
<<s Eva>>Are you okay? I only talked about myself.<</s>> She looked at me, her face really close to mine, her lips somehow calling for mine.
<<s Author>>Mmm yeah. I just... I don't know.<</s>>
To say I was confused would be an understatement.
Yes, my friend was attractive, yes, she was sweet. But was I really attracted to her? That must've been my mind playing tricks surely!
I felt my head weighed down by the millions of calculations it made by the second. I felt a heat rise through me... Wasn't it supposed to be cold?
<<s Eva>>Our clothes must've been dry by now.<</s>> My friend broke me out of my reverie, giving me the space I needed to sort myself out.
//I wonder what all that was about...//
<<link "Time to leave" "School">><<set $evamessagepre to 5>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'>Ignore the feeling">><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I didn't know what that unnamed feeling was, and couldn't quite word it. I decided to not let it control me, and keep the pace as it was.
<<s Author>>Maybe we can convince your parents I am trustworthy?<</s>> I asked, wanting the good days to come back.
<<s Eva>>That does sound like a nice idea. But you'll have to be on your best behavior!<</s>> She said, looking at me sternly.
<<s Author>>You'll see, I'll be the best girlfriend you brought to meet your parents.<</s>> I joked, gaining a few shuckles from her.
<<s Eva>>I'm sure you will be.<</s>> She joked back.
<<s Author>>Looks like our clothes are drying off.<</s>> I announced, moving the attention away from us.
As we got to wearing our clothes, I figured to myself next time we hung out I could try to prove to her parents exactly that...
<<link "Time to leave" "School">><<set $evamessagepre to 5>><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Better get dressed and leave">><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Why don't you move closer to the heater. You seem cold.<</s>> I announced, fearing for my friend somewhat.
<<s Eva>>That's not such a bad idea.<</s>> She moved in closer, and started shifting the clothing, distracted by the heat she was feeling.
<<light Eva>> was a good friend, a beautiful character... Too bad she hadn't always been the most confident person out there. And her parents' oppressiveness... Maybe I could help her out somehow? Maybe next time we meet up it won't be soaked in rain but at her place, to show her parents that she can be trusted with her own life?
<<s Eva>>Clothes are drying.<</s>> My friend announced, shaking me out of my reverie.
<<link "Time to leave" "School">><<set $evamessagepre to 5>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>></div>
<</if>><<if visited(passage()) is 1>><<pichead "events/evaevents/evahome-hall.jpg" "Eva's Mansion">>It was Saturday night and it was time for a party!
Or a tame sleepover, it seemed.
As I walked through the doors of <<light Eva>>'s opulent mansion, I was immediately greeted by her parents, eager to welcome me at their place.
<<s stranger>>Hello my dear, how are you doing?<</s>> Her mother approached me, giving me a small hug with a kiss.
Her father followed suit with a handshake. <<s professor>>Nice having you here.<</s>> He sternly said.
<<s Author>>It's nice to be here!<</s>> I beamed, putting on my best smile.
There was a front, a facade of happiness that they were using to hide the pain of their loss.
<<s Author>>Thank you for allowing it, I miss visiting.<</s>> I said, truly grateful.
They were still on edge, yet went along with the conversation.
<<s stranger>>Eva should be here any minute, she's getting dressed from her shower.<</s>> Her mother explained, ushering me further in and closing the door behind me.
<<s stranger>>How's school treating you?<</s>> <<if $club.has("DebateProposal Accepted")>><<s stranger>>Eva told me you joined her in the Debate Club.<</s>><</if>>
<<if $grade gte 80>><<s Author>>I'm doing well, all things considered.<</s>><<else>><<s Author>>I'm doing my best. Senior year's hard.<</s>><</if>> I said honestly.
<<s professor>>Wait till you join college!<</s>> Her father teased jokingly.
<<s Author>>If I do. The whole application process...<</s>>
<<s stranger>>Eva told us. It's nothing to worry about though.<</s>> Her mother shared.
I would disagree. They had the money to buy her way into any college should they want it. I didn't.
I chose not to comment, taking a moment to take in all the opulent scenery surrounding me.
A lull followed in the conversation, a heavy silence.
I felt compelled to speak.
<div id='choices'><<link "Flatter them">><<add "Eva" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Your house looks fantastic! I love the design!<</s>> I flattered them, complimenting their mansion.
<<s Author>>Is that painting new?<</s>> I pointed to a landscape of a forest surrounded by cloudy skies.
<<s professor>>You have a nice eye, <<print $name>>. It is.<</s>> He smiled at me, obviously flattered by my specific compliment.
<<s professor>>Podroff Smirnikoff is the artist. He's growing more famous in recent years.<</s>> He beamed, confident.
<<light Eva>> appeared at the top of the stairs, hair still wet and wearing her pyjama.
<<s Eva>><<print $name>>! Yess!<</s>> She beamed excitedly, rushing down the stairs.
<<s stranger>>Eva, your hair is still wet!<</s>> Her mother commented, obviously worried.
<<s Eva>>It's okay, I'm just going down to save <<print $name>> from you guys! I'll dry it off soon!<</s>> She quipped, turning her attention to me.
<<s Eva>>Come on, <<print $name>>. Let's go to my room.<</s>> My friend called me over, pulling me away from the interrogation I was a subject to.
<<link "Let's go." "EvaEvent 3">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<if $smarts lte 10>><<link "Muse over lost opportunities to visit">><<less "smarts" 1>><<less "Eva" 1>><<replace "#choices">>As I looked at the house, I remembered the fun times we had spent together here in the past, before the tragic passing of <<light Eva>>'s brother, their son.
<<s Author>>I miss this, I miss coming here.<</s>> I said, honestly.
<<s stranger>>We know..<</s>> Her mother showed compassion.
Her father was less hearty about it.
<<s professor>>At least you're here now. Right?<</s>> His voice was stern, almost authoritative.
I didn't dare stand up to him.
<<s Author>>Right.<</s>> I said.
Saved by the bell, <<light Eva>> appeared at the top of the stairs, hair still wet and wearing her pyjama.
<<s Eva>><<print $name>>! Yess!<</s>> She beamed excitedly, rushing down the stairs.
<<s stranger>>Eva, your hair is still wet!<</s>> Her mother commented, obviously worried.
<<s Eva>>It's okay, I'm just going down to save <<print $name>> from you guys! I'll dry it off soon!<</s>> She quipped, turning her attention to me.
<<s Eva>>Come on, <<print $name>>. Let's go to my room.<</s>> My friend called me over, pulling me away from the interrogation I was a subject to.
<<s professor>>You girls behave.<</s>> Her father's commanding tone followed us as we left the hall.
<<link "Let's go." "EvaEvent 3">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Muse over lost opportunities to visit" "I'm smarter than doing that!">><</if>></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>><div id='continue'><<pichead "events/evaevents/evahome-bedroom.jpg" "Eva's Bedroom">>
Hanging out in her bedroom, I sat on the bed while my friend continued drying her hair off with a towel she borrowed from her personal bathroom, watching her move about and tidy things up.
<<s Author>>You knew I was coming, no?<</s>> I trased her about the state of her personal quarters.
<<s Eva>>Yeah yeah I know... I haven't really been myself lately. This social media stuff is really engaging.<</s>> She replied, blaming technology.
<<s Author>>Not the short attention span!<</s>> I dramatically spoke.
She laughed, heading for her laptop on the nearby desk.
<<s Eva>>I figured we'd watch a film together?<</s>> She suggested, grabbing the device and placing it on the bed.
<<s Author>>That's a nice idea.<</s>> I commented, adjusting my seating to allow her space to lie down next to me.
Thankfully, the bed was huge, accomodating the both of us easily.
She placed the laptop between us as we sat to watch.
<<picmid "events/evaevents/bed-laptop.jpg">>
<<link "Let's watch a film">><<replace "#continue">><<pichead "events/evaevents/bed-laptop.jpg" "A boring film">>It took us a while, but we eventually settled on what film we'd be watching, as we sat and started it.
Our choice was bad, with dozens of mistakes riddling the movie and it being an absolute disaster of a film.
<<s Eva>>I've seen tiktoks with more artistic value than that film, what the hell Netflix?<</s>> My friend quipped jokingly.
<<s Author>>Too artistic they distracted you from cleaning your room?<</s>> I joked
She was quick to answer.
<<s Eva>>You're worse than my mom!<</s>> She laughed out, making sure not to raise her voice in protest too much.
<div id='choices'><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Get distracted and talk">><<less "evasmarts" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I was getting bored from the film, as I was sure that <<light Eva>> was. I decided to distract us from the shitshow we were witnessing.
<<s Author>>So do you spend a lot of time on social media?<</s>> I asked her, intrigued by that shift in interest.
<<s Eva>>I don't know, there's something really engaging about them, and I like it... I've been watching stuff lately.<</s>> She replied openly.
My curiosity was peaked. <<s Author>> I remember seeing your comments on a few pictures here and there, but haven't seen much of you.<</s>> I said.
<<s Eva>>Yeah I don't know, I like watching and engaging more than creating.<</s>>
<<s Author>>But you do see what's wrong here, in this film for example. Maybe you can be a creator too?<</s>> I suggested, meaning well.
She thought about it for a moment.
<<s Eva>>I wouldn't even know where to start.<</s>> She admitted.
I nodded along, then suggested:
<<s Author>>You've always received unwanted attention from men for your good looks. Why not put it to good use?<</s>>
She thought about it deeply. She seemed to be convinced.
<<s Eva>>I guess you have a point. I might try it out.<</s>> She admitted, excited.
We heard footsteps approaching her bedroom door, softly, as we both turned to look at it.
*Knock knock* The door slightly slides open, revealing the person behind it.
<<link "Who's there?" "EvaEvent 3">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/smarts.png'>Make fun of the film">><<add "smarts" 1>><<add "evasmarts" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Her acting is as fake as these knockers she's bought herself!<</s>> I called out, my language crass but honest.
<<light Eva>> stiffled a laugh, in shock.
<<s Eva>>How can you say that?<</s>>
<<s Author>>You're right. There's nothing wrong with a huge pair of knockers.<</s>> I said.
My friend gave a shuckle, <<s Eva>>The issue is more than the actress. There is no logic in her actions. The directing is shit.<</s>> She commented, joining me in the roast of the film.
The next hour was spent making fun of every aspect of the film, laughing at the stupidity we were witnessing, up till the very end where the big kiss took place in front of an obvious green screen.
<<s Eva>>I've seen better editing being done in someone's garage!<</s>>
<<s Author>>You're really knowledgable in that stuff. Why don't you try and create something of your own?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I wouldn't even know where to start.<</s>> She admitted.
Footsteps approached her bedroom door, cutting us off, as we turned to look at it.
*Knock knock* The door slightly slides open, revealing the person behind it.
<<link "Who's there?" "EvaEvent 3">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
</div><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 3>><<s stranger>>Hey Eva! Just checking in on you girls to make sure you have everything you need?<</s>> Her mother peeks her head through the door, looking at the both of us seasted on the bed, ignored movie in front of us.
<<s Eva>>It's all great, mom.<</s>> My friend smiles.
Her mother decides to extend her stay.
<<s stranger>>It's so nice seeing you back, <<print $name>>.<</s>> She comments.
<<s Author>>I'm happy to be here, ma'am.<</s>> I admit myself.
<<s stranger>>Food'll be ready in 30 minutes.<</s>> She announces, before continuing, <<s stranger>>I'll see you then!<</s>>
Closing the door once more, she slinks down the hallway as I listen to her.
<<s Eva>>Even with you, they're watchful.<</s>> My friend comments, slightly annoyed.
<<s Author>>At least they still ask about you.<</s>> I replied, closing the laptop in front of us. <<s Author>>What now?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>How about... A game? 20 Questions?<</s>> Eva suggests, hopeful.
<div id='continue'><<link "Let's play it!">><<set _question to 0>><<replace "#continue">><<s Author>>Sure, let's play it!<</s>> I agreed, ready to play.
<<s Eva>>But we'll make it more challenging. It's gotta be someone at school, and we only have 3 questions to guess the person. Hardcore mode!<</s>> She suggests.
I think about it for a moment, before agreeing to her idea.
<<s Eva>>I go first! I already got a name in mind.<</s>> She smiles at me, eager to start the game.
<div id='question1'><<link "Male or female?">><<replace "#question1">><<set _question += 1>><<if _question lte 2>>
<<s Eva>>The person I am thinking of is male.<</s>>
<<else>>//I already asked 3 questions. Time to guess!//<</if>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<div id='question2'><<link "Are they in any of our classes?">><<replace "#question2">><<set _question += 1>><<if _question lte 2>><<s Eva>>Yes they are.<</s>><<else>>//I already asked 3 questions. Time to guess!//<</if>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<div id='question3'><<link "Are they a parent?">><<replace "#question3">><<set _question += 1>><<if _question lte 2>><<s Eva>>I highly doubt that they have children.<</s>><<else>>//I already asked 3 questions. Time to guess!//<</if>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<div id='question4'><<link "Are they hot?">><<replace "#question4">><<set _question += 1>><<if _question lte 2>><<s Eva>>I can see people considering them hot.<</s>><<else>>//I already asked 3 questions. Time to guess!//<</if>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<div id='question5'><<link "How old are they?">><<replace "#question5">><<set _question += 1>><<if _question lte 2>><<s Eva>>Hey you can't ask that! I'll only say they're older than 19.<</s>><<else>>//I already asked 3 questions. Time to guess!//<</if>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<div id='question6'><<link "Black or white?">><<replace "#question6">><<set _question += 1>><<if _question lte 2>><<s Eva>>They're white.<</s>><<else>>//I already asked 3 questions. Time to guess!//<</if>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<if $smarts gte 20>><div id='question7'><<link "Are they a professor?">><<replace "#question7">><<set _question += 1>><<if _question lte 2>><<s Eva>>Yes! They are a professor!<</s>><<else>>//I already asked 3 questions. Time to guess!//<</if>><</replace>><</link>></div><<else>><<dark "Locked Question" "Not smart enough to ask that, oops!">><</if>>
<div id='answer'>//Whenever you feel ready to answer, write it down there. It is case sensitive!//
<<textbox "_answer" "wrong" autofocus>>
<<link "Give my answer">><<replace "#answer">><<if _answer is "Bekham">>There was only one person who could match the answers to the questions I asked.
<<s Author>>It's obvious! The answer is Mr. Bekham!<</s>> I called out.
<<s Eva>>Damn you're good!<</s>> She admitted, smiling.<<else>><<s Author>>I'm not sure of my answer, but is it <<print _answer>>?<</s>> I asked hesitantly.
<<s Eva>>Wrong. That's not it.<</s>> She smiled wide, before revealing her answer.
<<s Eva>>It's Mr. Bekham. Our philosophy teacher.<</s>><</if>>
<<s Author>>Mr. Bekham though? Why did you think of him?<</s>> I asked, genuinely interested.
<<s Eva>>I don't know, I figured you'd never guess him.<</s>>
<<if $class.has("Bekham")>><<s Author>>I'm his Teaching Assistant. How could I not?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I didn't know you guys were that close!<</s>> She commented, before adding, <<s Eva>>No wonder Yara is jealous!<</s>>
<<s Author>>Jealous? Of who?<</s>> This was news to me.
<<s Eva>>Of the man taking away your attention. Plus we're being graded on a curve so that's extra stressful for her.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yeah she can't run away from that problem now!<</s>> I quipped, eliciting a laugh from my friend.
<<elseif $class.has("Tarnipp")>><<s Author>>You seem to be really into the guy, what with the whole Teacher's Assistant deal.<</s>> I commented, teasing her.
<<s Eva>>His vision is unique. His way of seeing things is just really different.<</s>> My friend shared.
<<s Author>>Well hey I'm glad you have this figured out. I'm sure you'll do great where you are.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Couldn't help but feel Yara was mad at my choice.<</s>> She offered.
<<s Author>>Yara is often mad at a lot of things. She also had just received the news that we'll be graded on a curve sooo...<</s>>
<<light Eva>> smiled, understanding where our friend was coming from.<<else>><<s Author>>Well he does have a unique approach to things I'll give you that!<</s>> I said, finding common ground.
<<s Eva>>His vision is unique, that's right.<</s>> She shared herself.
<<s Author>>Good choice. Good choice.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>A bit of an extremist in his views, if you ask me, but engaging nonetheless I can't help but agree.<</s>> She saw it fit to add.<</if>>
<<s Author>>Alright. It's my turn to make you guess.<</s>> I announced, thinking of who to choose.
<div id='choices'><<link "Think of Yara">><<replace "#choices">>I chose <<light Yara>> as my guess. There was no way she'd think of her especially since we just had that talk.
<<s Author>>I have a name.<</s>> I said confidently.
<<s Eva>>Is it a girl?<</s>> She asked first.
<<s Author>>Yes.<</s>> I admitted.
<<s Eva>>Is she in any of our classes?<</s>> She continued.
<<s Author>>Yes.<</s>> She was really good at this.
<<s Eva>>Is she attractive?<</s>> Her third question was ambiguous.
On the one hand, there was no denying she was.
On the other hand, Maybe I could get her confused about who it is if I give an odd answer.
<div id='choices2'><<link "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder">><<add "Eva" 1>><<replace "#choices2">><<s Author>>Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.<</s>>
<<light Eva>> looked at me with a raised eyebrow.
<<s Author>>That's a yes.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Then it's obviously Yara.<</s>> She answered, confidently.
<<s Author>>Damn you're good.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>It was only logical you'd choose her. But indeed, beauty is in the eye of the beholder.<</s>> My friend shared.
I looked at her as she looked back at me.
<<link "Continue" "EvaEvent 3">><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "The prettiest girl in class">><<add "evasub" 1>><<replace "#choices2">><<s Author>>Honestly... She's the prettiest girl in class.<</s>> I admitted, believing what I was saying.
<<light Eva>> bit her lip, before giving her answer.
<<s Eva>>Are you thinking of me?<</s>> She asked, a small twinkle in her eye.
<<s Author>>What? No... It was Yara.<</s>> I said, apologetic.
<<s Eva>>Oh...<</s>> She was not expecting that twist.
<<s Author>>It isn't that you aren't attractive, mind you!<</s>> I said.
<<s Eva>>No you're right. She is the prettiest.<</s>> She admitted, more to herself than anything else.
I looked at her as she looked back at me.
<<link "Continue" "EvaEvent 3">><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>></div>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Think of her, Eva">><<less "evasmarts" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I thought of a nice trick to make her miss her guess.
<<s Author>>Alright I've got it.<</s>> I said, thinking of her, and looking straight into her eyes.
<<s Eva>>Is it a girl?<</s>> She didn't notice me staring at her.
<<s Author>>Yes it is.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Is she in any of our classes?<</s>> She continued, looking at me and maintaining the eye contact.
<<s Author>>Yes.<</s>> I let out a whisper.
<<light Eva>> thought for a moment.
<<s Eva>>Is she attractive?<</s>> She asked, eagerly.
That was an ambiguous question. I could play it coy and make her lose her game, or use that moment to flirt with her, maybe?
<div id='choices2'><<link "The prettiest girl in class.">><<add "Eva" 2>><<replace "#choices">>I maintained the eye contact, looking at my friend straight in the eyes as I thought of how to answer her.
<<s Author>>She... She's the prettiest girl in class.<</s>> I said, giving her a slight smile.
<<s Eva>>Is it you?<</s>> She asked, confident she got the right answer.
<<s Author>>What? No? You thought I'd be that arrogant? I meant you.<</s>> I said, regaining composure and smiling again.
<<light Eva>> was shocked at the revelation.
<<s Eva>>Me?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yes, you.<</s>>
I looked at her as she looked back at me.
<<link "Continue" "EvaEvent 3">><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "She could do better">><<add "evasub" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I decided to tease her.
<<s Author>>Honestly, she could do better. Wear more make-up.<</s>> I admitted.
This made her think for a moment.
I maintained my eyes on her, telepathically sending her the answer.
<<light Eva>>'s eyes lit up.
<<s Eva>>Oh that's a low blow. You meant me!<</s>> She said, frustrated.
<<s Author>>Hey am I wrong?<</s>> I asked teasingly.
<<light Eva>> was quick to admit, <<s Eva>>No, you're right. I could do better.<</s>>
I looked at her as she looked back at me.
<<link "Continue" "EvaEvent 3">><</link>>
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<</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) gte 4>><<pichead "events/evaevents/evahome-bedroom.jpg" "Eva's Bedroom">>
We had finished our dinner and were back in <<light Eva>>'s room. And we knew we had around 30 more minutes of privacy before her parents came knocking again...
<<s Eva>>I need to share something. It's been eating me inside.<</s>> She shared, obviously thougtful.
<<s Eva>>I... I've been having these second thoughts... About everything.<</s>> She admitted, still cryptic.
<<s Author>>How do you mean?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Well you know how I have always hated men's attention?<</s>>
I nodded.
<<s Eva>>Turns out, it's not attention I hated. It was what they meant through that attention. It was what's behind it.<</s>> She shared, <<s Eva>>I don't want to do any of this with any man.<</s>>
<<s Author>>So you might be asexual.<</s>> I concluded, trying to help her sort through her thoughts.
<<s Eva>>I don't think so. I still get sexual urges. Not about strangers.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Who then?<</s>> I asked, intrigued.
<<s Eva>>No forget it. It's nothing.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Hey you're the one with a guilty conscience.<</s>> I pointed out.
<<s Eva>>It's not anyone in particular. It's just that... Women...<</s>>
I understood. And it made sense.
<<s Author>>I don't find that hard to believe. That's normal.<</s>> I admitted.
<<s Eva>>It's not just like that... My parents wouldn't allow anyone anymore if they knew.<</s>> She said, feeling somewhat guilty.
<<s Author>>It's completely natural and normal. And you have every right to feel what you're feeling.<</s>> I said, leaning in to place my hand on hers.
<<s Eva>>There's more to it.<</s>>
I listened.
<<s Eva>>I don't want to ruin my friendships with these feelings. These... urges.<</s>> She admitted.
<<s Author>>Your friends, if they were true friends, would understand.<</s>> I said.
<<s Eva>>I know... I guess I have to take things slow.<</s>>
I nodded, <<s Author>>One step at a time.<</s>>
She smiled at me.
//I wonder who these urges are geared towards...//
I looked at my friend as she slinked away. And somewhere, deep inside me, I had a hope... Could it be me somehow?
Time to <<link "Leave" "Park">><</link>>
<</if>><<if $evamaths is "Study">><<set $evamaths to "Studied">>Meeting <<light Eva>> to study for our upcoming math exam wasn't my preferred way to spend an afternoon, but at least she was there to make it better for me.
<<s Eva>>Honestly these formulas are really getting more ridiculous by the second.<</s>>
<<s Author>>We should've taken him up in his offer.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>You're making less sense than these number, <<print $name>>. We did the right thing.<</s>>
<<s Author>>The right thing is going to cost us our grades, Eva.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Look at least we're doing something about it now okay. Now where's x?<</s>>
We might not have the best chances to pass this exam, but at least we have an opportunity for it now...
//Hopefully the exam won't be too hard...//
<<link "Leave" "Library">><<set $visitedlibrary to true>><<set $researchweek to true>><</link>>
<<elseif $evamaths is "Cheatme">><<set $evamaths to "Cheated">>Meeting <<light Eva>> to study for our upcoming math exam wasn't my preferred way to spend an afternoon, but at least she was there to make it better for me, and we had the exam cheat!
<<s Eva>>Even with the exam cheat, it's difficult to find all the answers ahead of the exam!<</s>>
<<light Eva>> was right, as we were trying to wrap our minds around the notions and information we had in front of us, doing our best to make sense of them.
<<if $smarts gte 25>>Thankfully, I was able to decifer a few of the information that was there, and managed to collect all the answers we needed for tomorrow's exam. (Grade +1)<<add "grade" 1>><<else>>I struggled to understand all the notions we had in front of us, but remained hopeful we'd be able to make use of what we had to our advantage.<</if>>
<<s Eva>>Thank God we got the exam from that weeb! We wouldn't have been able to study well otherwise!<</s>>
<<s Author>>I got that exam from the weeb. It's me who showed my tits.<</s>>
<<light Eva>> smiles at me. <<s Eva>>Yes you did, thanks for that!<</s>>
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/bisex.png'>To be equal, she should show me hers.">><<add "evasub" 1>><<add "arousal" 15>><<add "bisex" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>There's only one way for us to be equal.<</s>>
<<light Eva>> was quick to understand my intentions.
<<s Eva>>Are you serious?<</s>>
<<s Author>>At least you're not showing yours to a complete stranger!<</s>>
<<s Eva>>John is not a stranger?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Even worse, you know his name. Come on, it's just us girls here.<</s>>
I give her a sweet smile, as she thinks about it for a moment, before giving a small nod.
<<s Eva>>It's only fair.<</s>>
Impressed that she bought my logic, I bite my tongue to keep me from breaking the spell as my friend hooks her hands under the shirt and bra she's wearing, rising them to reveal her diminutive orbs here in the middle of the library.
<img src='images/events/evaevents/flashing-in-library.jpg' position='center' max-height='100%'>
Her beautiful mounds have my full attention as I look at them staring back at me, impressed by their soft attractiveness. <<light Eva>> gives a soft smile as she sees me looking at them.
<<s Eva>>Like what you see?<</s>>
<<s Author>>They're not bad at all!<</s>> I tell her with a smile of my own, glad she was able to let go like that.
As she covers them, calling me back to studying, I can't deny the effect her body has had on me, as I feel a soft heat down below.
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Move along, let's keep studying.">><<replace "#choices">>I smile back at her.
<<s Author>>This all won't mean anything without us making use of it and studying all this stuff!<</s>>
She nods along as we both get to working on the material in front of us, hoping we'll be ready in time for the exam.
<<link "Leave" "Library">><<set $visitedlibrary to true>><<set $researchweek to true>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
</div>
<<elseif $evamaths is "Cheat">><<set $evamaths to "Cheated">>Meeting <<light Eva>> to study for our upcoming math exam wasn't my preferred way to spend an afternoon, but at least she was there to make it better for me, and we had the exam cheat!
<<s Eva>>Even with the exam cheat, it's difficult to find all the answers ahead of the exam!<</s>>
<<light Eva>> was right, as we were trying to wrap our minds around the notions and information we had in front of us, doing our best to make sense of them.
<<if $smarts gte 25>>Thankfully, I was able to decipher a little of the information that was there, and managed to collect all the answers we needed for tomorrow's exam. (Grade +1)<<add "grade" 1>><<else>>I struggled to understand all the notions we had in front of us, but remained hopeful we'd be able to make use of what we had to our advantage.<</if>>
<<s Eva>>Thank God we got the exam from that weeb! We wouldn't have been able to study well otherwise!<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yeah thanks for doing that, you really saved us!<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Don't mention it.<</s>> She smiles at me.
<<s Eva>>Seriously don't ever.<</s>> Her smile turns sour as she widens her glare, before breaking into laughter.
<img src='images/events/evaevents/flashing-in-library.jpg' position='center' max-height='100%'>
//As I think back to the beautiful vision that she shared with that stranger in the corridor, I feel lucky to have witnessed such an event.//
<<s Eva>>What are you thinking about?<</s>>
<<s Author>>You told me not to mention it.<</s>> I smile at her, as her blush grows just a tiny bit.
<<s Author>>Come on, let's study and get this over with.<</s>>
<<link "Leave" "Library">><<set $visitedlibrary to true>><<set $researchweek to true>><</link>>
<</if>><<if visited(passage()) is 1>><<s Eva>>Shit shit shit my eye...<</s>>
<<s Author>>Hey language!<</s>>
Her cursing was unusual, and she did seem in pain. I approached her.
<<s Author>>Are you doing okay?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Something is in my eye and it feels really bad. Can you please help me to the infirmiary?<</s>>
She needed my help, and I was going to provide it.
<<s Author>>Let's go.<</s>>
I hooked my hand behind her back and helped her, walking alongside her towards our destination.
<<s Author>>Can you see anything?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>It hurts to much to try, I've got my other eye closed too. I'm totally dependent on you.<</s>>
She was totally dependent on me. The amount of trust that took...
<<s Author>>Thank you for the trust.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I don't have a choice...<</s>>
She had a point.
<<s Author>>But if you did?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I'd definitely put my trust in you, <<print $name>>.<</s>>
I was honored.
<<s Author>>That's a wise choice.<</s>>
I could feel her leaning into me even further. This whole situation had its desired effect, I think.
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>>I heard her in the stall right next to mine, cursing once more.
<<s Eva>>Shit, shit shit.<</s>>
Like last time, I quipped back:
<<s Author>>Language, Eva!<</s>>
<<s Eva>><<print $name>> oh thank God! You gotta help me!<</s>> She called out, recognizing me from my voice.
<<s Author>>What's up?<</s>> I stood next to her stall, listening in.
<<s Eva>>I need you to get me a tampon.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Forgot yours?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Misplaced, forgot, I don't know. I just need your help.<</s>>
<<s Author>>You're lucky I have one in my own bag.<</s>>
<<light Eva>>'s voice showed how releaved she was.
<<s Eva>>Amazing! Hand it over.<</s>>
Her hand appeared from under the stall door.
<<s Author>>It's my last one...<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Please?<</s>> Her voice turned soft.
<<s Author>>Only if you ask nicely.<</s>> I continued the joke as I started looking for the tampon in my bag.
<<s Eva>>Please <<print $name>>, will you be my savior and help me with this? I'll owe you one. Please save me?<</s>>
I may have been joking, but she was too convincing in her submissive act.
I couldn't not help such a lost bird. She was too cute to ignore.
I gave her the item, and she was immediately thankful.
<<s Eva>>Thank you thank you thank you!<</s>> She kept the praise.
//Being submissive must come as second nature to her!//
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 3>>I approached my friend, sitting at the cafeteria with a sandwich in hand, eagerly biting into it.
<<s Author>>Hey friend!<</s>>
<<light Eva>>, mouth half full, tries to speak:
<<s Eva>>Shanks!<</s>> She takes a moment to swallow the food she has in her mouth.
<<s Eva>>Fuck this is good.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Language girl!<</s>> I am quick to quip, this interaction becoming common between us.
<<s Eva>>Sorry, sorry, it's just that this is... My parents really know their shit.<</s>>
I looked at the sandwich she had in hand. It overflowed with cooked vegetables.
<<s Eva>>Try some.<</s>> She puts her hand out, and I take a bite of the sandwich.
I immediately can see why she felt so good about this. It tasted divine.
<<s Eva>>See?<</s>>
My eyes lit up as I nodded my approval.
As we sat and talked, I kept stealing glances at the tasty sandwich. <<light Eva>> caught up to it.
I wasn't obvious or anything, but I would've liked another taste of it.
I could see my friend thinking about it, a mental conversation playing in her head, before she made her decision:
<<s Eva>>I'm full. Can you take the rest of that?<</s>>
I looked at her, incredulous.
<<s Author>>Are you sure?<</s>> I didn't want to overstep.
She looked like she could still eat some more, but she was doing it for me.
She was putting my wants ahead of hers... <<light Eva>> was growing more permissive and helpful by the day...
I'd say more submissive...
I accepted her offer. It was nice seeing that shift in character, her growing more into her shell.
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 4>>I approached my friend, bags full and back hurting from their weight.
<<s Author>>Fucking books, why do we need so many?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Language!<</s>> This time it was her that stopped me from cursing. I smiled at her.
<<s Author>>It's just a lot, you know?<</s>>
She smiled back sympathetically.
<<if $subdom gte 10>>I remembered a past time I hung out with my friend. She was eager to please...
<<s Author>>Hey would you mind helping me with a few of these?<</s>>
<<light Eva>> was odded out by my request, but quick to comply.
<<s Eva>>Of course, I'd love to!<</s>> She announced, rushing to aid with the bag.
<<s Eva>>I'll carry yours and you'll carry mine?<</s>> She announced, taking on the heavier weight and immediately struggling with it.
There was no denying, my friend has become more submissive, more helpful and accepting.
<<s Author>>You are a savior.<</s>> I wanted to promote this kind of behavior.
<<s Eva>>It's the least I could do.<</s>>
I smiled at her.
//Maybe next time I'll get her to do more than that?//
<<else>>As I thought of what to do with my bag, <<light Yara>> approached the two of us.
<<s Yara>>Stupid physics class with their stupid huge books. Hey can any of you help with my bag?<</s>>
Before I could even deny her my aid, <<light Eva>> was quick to offer hers.
<<s Eva>>Sure! We can switch bags.<</s>>
Athletic <<light Yara>> smiled as she gave my submissive friend her heavier bag, donning the lighter one my friend carried. There was no denying that <<light Eva>> has grown more submissive, especially in the face of such dominant people as <<light Yara>>. It would be interesting to see where this newly discovered dynamic would take them...
<<if $subdom lte -20>>//Was I jealous of her subservience?//<</if>><</if>>
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>>
<</if>><<if visited(passage()) is 1>><<pichead "locations/library.jpg">>
<<pic Eva>><</pic>>
As I got closer to my friend, her head went up from behind a book, noticing me.
<<s Eva>>Hey.<</s>> She whispered, making sure not to raise her voice too much.
<<s Author>>Someone's stressed.<</s>> I matched her tone, standing next to her desk.
<<s Eva>>It's the chemistry exam. I've still not studied the latest chapter.<</s>>
<<s Author>>It's only going to be 5 points in the exam.<</s>> I pointed out. <<s Author>>5 points out of 100, that's nothing.<</s>>
She thought about it, then spoke: <<s Eva>>It's 5 more points to help raise the grade.<</s>>
<<s Author>>From 95 to 100<</s>>
<div id='choices'><<link "It's not worth it.">><<less "evasmarts" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I continued: <<s Author>>It's really not worth it. The grade stays the same.<</s>>
She looked at me, the worry on her face still present but somewhat subsiding.
<<s Eva>>Are you sure?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Better 5 less points then your hair falling off, Eva.<</s>>
I smiled reassuringly at her, before taking my leave. I hope she takes my advice under consideration.
<<link "Leave" "Library">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "As you wish.">><<replace "#choices">>I looked at my friend and the books she had in front of her.
<<s Author>>Hey as you wish. It's your hair that's falling off.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Ha ha.<</s>> She gave me a fake laugh before returning to her books.
<<link "Leave" "Library">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
</div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>><<pichead "locations/library.jpg">>
<<pic Eva>><</pic>>
Bored <<light Eva>> immediately saw me approaching her this time at the library, greeting me almost instantly.
<<s Eva>>Hey <<print $name>>!<</s>>
Her louder voice immediately caught the attention of a nearby student, who shushed her.
<<light Eva>> put her tongue out, turning her attention to me.
<<s Eva>>What are you up to here?<</s>> She asked, beeming.
<<s Author>>I could ask you the same. You don't seem to be studying?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Oh yeah, not really in the mood I don't know why. I'll still do well I know it.<</s>>
She was confident of her skills, although the upcoming exam was quite challenging...
<<s Eva>>But I can't go back home.<</s>> She clarified.
<<s Author>>Why?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>I'm supposed to be here studying. My parents would drill me with questions if I wasn't. So I come here and get bored.<</s>>
Her parents had been overbearing for a while now...
<<s Author>>Nothing to kill that boredom?<</s>> I asked.
<<s Eva>>Not enough friends to talk to on that phone.<</s>>
<<s Author>>What about social media? Videos and stuff?<</s>>
She looked at me, intrigued.
<<s Author>>You can surf videos, easiest way to lose time.<</s>> I pointed out to her.
<<s Eva>>I guess I'll give it a try...<</s>>
A while later, as I took a small break from my own thing, I noticed she was too engaged in waht she was watching on her phone.
//That's the solution to her boredom, I guess... And the catalyst to her distracted brain.//
Was I smiling to myself at this development?
<<link "Leave" "Library">><</link>>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 3>><<pichead "locations/park.jpg" "Park">>
<<pic Eva>><</pic>>
My friend was indeed hanging out here at the park, which was an unusual spot to be finding her. I approached.
<<s Eva>>Hey <<print $name>>!<</s>> She greeted me, <<s Eva>>That's a lovely weather we're having here today!<</s>>
She seemed unbothered by the location, the oddity of her presence here, anything related to that.
<<s Author>>Is everything okay?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>What? Oh! I'm not at the library hahaha yeah.<</s>>
She explained:
<<s Eva>>Well I figured my parents don't know where I am at all times, and so I could say I'm at the library and hang out here instead. They're close enough to each other that they won't comment on it.<</s>>
She was now openly breaking her parent's rules. Just because she didn't feel like studying. The <<light Eva>> I knew had started changing...
<<s Author>>So long as you're happy...<</s>> I let the words linger.
<<s Eva>>Happier than ever. Why study if it won't help us get anywhere, right? The debate club has better odds of giving me that future.<</s>>
It was good to know she hadn't entirely given up on education just yet... Although...
<<s Eva>>So yeah I'll be at the park from now on. I like it here.<</s>> She clarified.
<<s Author>>I guess I'll see you around here then!<</s>> I smiled at her.
<<light Eva>> was headed in a particular direction, and I had a hand in that. Did I really want her to go further down that path?
<<link "Leave" "Park">><</link>>
<</if>><<silently>><<repeat 1s>><<updatemeter 'Eva Friendship' `$Eva / $maxeva`>><</repeat>><</silently>><<set $metevaday to true>><<if $metEva is false>><<set $metEva to true>><<include "Eva First Meeting">><<else>><center><div class="img__wrap"><img class="img__img" src="images/character/eva.jpg" width="220em" position="center"><p class="img__bbeva2"></p><p class="img__description"><center>
''Eva''
<img src='images/icons/sub.png'> Submission Level: <<print $evasub>>
<img src='images/icons/smarts.png'> Smarts Level: <<print $evasmarts>>
<<showmeter 'Eva Friendship' `$Eva / $maxeva`>></center></p></div>
<<if $evaevent is 0>><<set $maxeva to 11>><<elseif $evaevent is 1>><<set $maxeva to 21>><<elseif $evaevent is 2>><<set $maxeva to 31>><<elseif $evaevent is 3>><<set $maxeva to 41>><</if>>Nerdy <<light Eva>>, reclusive, is happy to see me approach her.<<if $Eva gte $maxeva>><<set $Eva to $maxeva>><br>My friendship with her has reached its peak, I need to do something special to evolve it now.<</if>>
<div id="talking"><div class="row"><div class="col-6 management">''The Usual Stuff'':
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/energy.png'>Hang Out" "School">><<less "energy" 1>><<addmins 30>><<add "Eva" 1>><</link>>
</div><div class="col-6">''One-Off Scenes'':
<<if $club.has("DebateProposal Discussed")>><<dark "Mention the Debate Club" "Already done that.">><<elseif $club.has("DebateProposal Accepted")>><<link "Mention the Debate Club">><<pickup $club "DebateProposal Discussed" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<replace "#talking">>Seeing <<light Eva>> reminded me of a topic that I've been meaning to discuss.
<<s Author>>Hey friend! How's my fellow debatee doing?<</s>> I smiled at her, and she returned it almost immediately.
<<s Eva>>I am so glad you joined us, you'll make a valuable addition!<</s>>
<<s Author>>And to think it all started because of our argument in Bekham's class.<</s>> I mused.
<<s Eva>>Friendly debate! Although it didn't quite feel like it.<</s>> She laughed, whatever happened now behind us.
<<link "Back to School" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<elseif $club.has("DebateProposal Denied")>><<link "Mention the Debate Club">><<less "Eva" 1>><<pickup $club "DebateProposal Discussed" 1>><<replace "#talking">>Seeing my friend reminded me of a topic I felt needed to be discussed.
<<s Author>>Hey Eva! There's this girl that approached me a short while ago...<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Ria, yes. What about her?<</s>> She was quick to understand.
<<s Author>>She proposed for me to join the debate club.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>And you denied her, yes she told us.<</s>> She acquiessed, and I could see a hint of sadness in her eyes.
<<s Author>>I just wanted to apologize. She demanded an answer at the time and I didn't have time to talk to you about it.<</s>> I explained.
<<s Eva>>What are you saying? Are you changing your mind?<</s>> She looked hopeful.
<<s Author>>Oh no nothing of the sort, I just wanted to make sure we're on the same page. I don't really see myself being a part of that.<</s>>
She nodded, taking the information in.
<<s Eva>>A choice has been made. I respect it.<</s>> She announced, before taking her leave.
//I guess that's that.//
<<link "Back to School" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Locked Option" "Keep attending classes to unlock this.">><</if>>
<<if visited("EvaSub Scenes") is 0 and $evasub gte 5>><<link "Special Hangout" "EvaSub Scenes">><<addmins 30>><<add "evasub" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><</link>>❗<<elseif visited("EvaSub Scenes") is 1 and $evasub gte 10>><<link "Special Hangout" "EvaSub Scenes">><<addmins 30>><<add "evasub" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><</link>>❗<<elseif visited("EvaSub Scenes") is 2 and $evasub gte 15>><<link "Special Hangout" "EvaSub Scenes">><<addmins 30>><<add "evasub" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><</link>>❗<<elseif visited("EvaSub Scenes") is 3 and $evasub gte 20>><<link "Special Hangout" "EvaSub Scenes">><<addmins 30>><<add "evasub" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><</link>>❗<<elseif visited("EvaSub Scenes") is 4>><<dark "Special Hangout" "Seen all events">><<else>><<dark "Special Hangout" "She needs to get more submissive">><</if>>
<<if $Eva gte 20 and $evaevent is 1>><<link "It's raining!" "EvaEvent 2">><<addhours 2>><<less "energy" 2>><<add "evaevent" 1>><</link>>❗<<elseif $evaevent gte 2>><<dark "It's raining!" "Already seen this event.">><<else>><<dark "Locked Event" "Become closer friends.">><</if>>
<<if $Eva gte 30 and $evaevent is 2>><<link "<img src='images/icons/energy.png'>She wants to talk.">><<set $evamessagepre to 6>><<addmins 30>><<less "energy" 1>><<replace "#talking">><<s Eva>>Hey friend!<</s>> She greeted me, before rushing to continue talking. <<s Eva>>I talked to my parents about our special plan... And they seem fine with it, so long as it's you. Feel like having a sleepover?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Wow! I'd love that!<</s>> I was excited to go back to the good old days with my friend.
<<s Eva>> I figure a weekend would be even better for my parents. How about this Saturday?<</s>> She asked eagerly.
Count me in!
<<s Eva>>I'll talk to you then.<</s>>
//I was looking forward to our sleepover. Hopefully it'll help her break her parents' control over her.//
<<link "Back to School" "School">><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>❗<<elseif $evaevent gte 3>><<dark "She wants to talk." "Already seen this event.">><<else>><<dark "Locked Event" "Become closer friends.">><</if>></div></div>
<<link "Back to School" "School">><</link>></div></center><</if>><div class="row"><div class="col-4"><<pic Eva>><</pic>></div><div class="col-8 paddedleft"><<light Eva>> is my nerdy close friend, and the closest copy of who I am at school.
She's had quite the difficult past, with her older brother dying of overdose but 2 years ago when he was only 19.
This alone has had a huge impact on her introverted character, and has made her parents care for her a bit more than she sometimes would've liked.
<<if $evaevent gte 3>><br><<elseif $evaevent gte 2>><br><<elseif $evaevent gte 1>>I met my friend at the library. Seeing as she was stressed out, I decided to join her to ease her mind off things.<br><</if>><<if $club.has("DebateProposal Accepted")>>I have joined the debate club where she is a member, which meets every Monday between 4 and 6PM.<br><<elseif $club.has("DebateProposal Denied")>>I have decided not to join the debate club which she is a member of. I hope this doesn't impact our friendship...<br><</if>><<if $metEva is false>>After having received that letter from the SA Office, I can't help but think of my friend <<light Eva>>. She's in the same situation as I am!<br><</if>><<if $evamessage is 1>><<light Yara>> reached out to me about <<light Eva>>. I need to talk to her and see if she'd be open to dress unconventionally.<</if>></div></div>
<center>''Current Quests with <<light Eva>>:''
ACT -I-
<div class="row"><div class="col-3 management">''Milestones'':
<<if $evaevent gte 1>><<dark "☑" "Friendship Milestone 10 - Achieved">><<elseif $evaevent is 0 and $Eva gte 10>><<dark "☐" "Friendship Milestone 10 - Meet at the library">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Friendship Milestone 10 - Improve the friendship">><</if>><<if $evaevent gte 2>><<dark "☑" "Friendship Milestone 20 - Achieved">><<elseif $evaevent is 1 and $Eva gte 20>><<dark "☐" "Friendship Milestone 20 - Meet her at school">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Friendship Milestone 20 - Become closer friends">><</if>><<if $evaevent gte 3>><<dark "☑" "Friendship Milestone 30 - Achieved">><<elseif $evaevent is 2 and $Eva gte 30>><<dark "☐" "Friendship Milestone 30 - Meet her at school">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Friendship Milestone 30 - Improve the friendship">><</if>>
<<if visited("EvaSub Scenes") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "Submissive Milestone 5 - Achieved">><<elseif $evasub gte 5>><<dark "☐" "Submissive Milestone 5 - Meet her at school">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Submissive Milestone 5 - Make choices that lead her in that direction.">><</if>><<if visited("EvaSub Scenes") gte 2>><<dark "☑" "Submissive Milestone 10 - Achieved">><<elseif $evasub gte 10>><<dark "☐" "Submissive Milestone 10 - Meet her at school">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Submissive Milestone 10 - Make choices that lead her in that direction.">><</if>><<if visited("EvaSub Scenes") gte 3>><<dark "☑" "Submissive Milestone 15 - Achieved">><<elseif $evasub gte 15>><<dark "☐" "Submissive Milestone 15 - Meet her at school">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Submissive Milestone 15 - Make choices that lead her in that direction.">><</if>><<if visited("EvaSub Scenes") gte 4>><<dark "☑" "Submissive Milestone 20 - Achieved">><<elseif $evasub gte 20>><<dark "☐" "Submissive Milestone 20 - Meet her at school">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Submissive Milestone 20 - Make choices that lead her in that direction.">><</if>>
<<if visited("EvaSmarts Scene") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "Bimbo Milestone 5 - Achieved">><<elseif $evasmarts lte 15>><<dark "☐" "Bimbo Milestone 5 - Meet her at the library">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Bimbo Milestone 5 - Make choices that lead her in that direction.">><</if>><<if visited("EvaSmarts Scene") gte 2>><<dark "☑" "Bimbo Milestone 10 - Achieved">><<elseif $evasmarts lte 10>><<dark "☐" "Bimbo Milestone 10 - Meet her at the library">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Bimbo Milestone 10 - Make choices that lead her in that direction.">><</if>><<if visited("EvaSmarts Scene") gte 3>><<dark "☑" "Bimbo Milestone 20 - Achieved">><<elseif $evasmarts lte 0>><<dark "☐" "Bimbo Milestone 20 - Find her in the park">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Bimbo Milestone 20 - Make choices that lead her in that direction.">><</if>>
</div><div class="col-3 management">''Random Classes'':
<<if $dance.count("EvaLeo") is 0>><<dark "☐" "Dance Class - Unfinished">><<else>><<dark "☑" "Dance Class - Finished">><</if>><<if $class.count("Literary Values") is 0>><<dark "☐" "Literature Class - Unfinished">><<else>><<dark "☑" "Literature Class - Finished">><</if>><<if $class.count("Simple Arithmetics") is 0>><<dark "☐" "Simple Arithmetics Class - Unfinished">><<else>><<dark "☑" "Simple Arithmetics Class - Finished">><</if>><<if $class.count("Intro to Philosophy") is 0>><<dark "☐" "Intro to Philosophy Class - Unfinished">><<else>><<dark "☑" "Intro to Philosophy Class - Finished">><</if>><<if $group2 is "Eva and Leo" and $class.count('Expressive Dancing') is 0>><<dark "☐" "Music Video Dancing Class - Unfinished">><<elseif $group2 is "Eva and Leo" and $class.count('Expressive Dancing') is 1>><<dark "☑" "Music Video Dancing Class - Finished">><<elseif $group2 is "Eric and Samuel">><<dark "■" "Chose another team for the Music Video Project">><<elseif GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Jan">><<dark "☐" "Group choice for next month.">><</if>>
</div><div class="col-3 management">''Other Stuff'':
<<if $club.has("DebateProposal Accepted")>><<dark "☑" "Debate Club - Unlocked">><<elseif $club.has("DebateProposal Denied")>><<dark "■" "Debate Club - Locked">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Debate Club - Keep Attending Bekham's Classes">><</if>>
<<if $club.has("DebateProposal Accepted")>><<if visited("Debate Club") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "Debate Club - First Session Finished">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Debate Club - First Session Unfinished">><</if>><<if $club.has("DC Slippery Slope")>><<dark "☑" "Debate Club - Slippery Slope Fallacy Finished">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Debate Club - Slippery Slope Fallacy Unfinished">><</if>><<if $club.has("DC Red Herring")>><<dark "☑" "Debate Club - Red Herring Fallacy Finished">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Debate Club - Red Herring Fallacy Unfinished">><</if>><<if $club.has("DC Bandwagon")>><<dark "☑" "Debate Club - Bandwagon Fallacy Finished">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Debate Club - Bandwagon Fallacy Unfinished">><</if>><</if>>
</div><div class="col-3 management2">''Projects'':
<<if $group1 is "Yara and Eva" and visited("Group Project 1") gte 4>><<dark "☑" "History Project - Finished">><<elseif $group1 is "Yara and Eva">><<dark "☐" "History Project - Unfinished">><<elseif $group1 is "Unknown">><<dark "☐" "History Project - team not chosen">><<else>><<dark "■" "History Project - Chose another team">><</if>>
<<if $group2 is "Eva and Leo" and visited("Group Project 2") gte 4>><<dark "☑" "Music Video Project - Finished">><<elseif $group2 is "Eva and Leo">><<dark "☐" "Music Video Project - Unfinished">><<elseif
GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Jan">><<dark "☐" "Music Video Project - Upcoming Month">><<elseif $group2 is "Unknown">><<dark "☐" "Music Video Project - team not chosen">><<else>><<dark "■" "Music Video Project - Chose another team">><</if>>
</div></div></center><<if visited(passage()) is 1>><<pickup $valentine 'topickup' 1>><div id="continue">Red was the reigning color in the mall, covering every single corner of the place in hearts and silly romantic decorations. <<light Eva>> was simply dressed in jeans and a blue shirt, and yet she looked amazing.
Her being born to wealthy parents did have its perks, as her skin glowed with a natural healthy softness.
<<s Author>>Looking amazing as always, Eva! I'm jealous!<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Oh stop it, it's only because of my skincare routine that I look like that. I only have my parents' overbearing attention to thank.<</s>>
<<s Author>>At least you don't have to constantly wear makeup!<</s>> I point out to her the positive side of things apparent to me.
She smiled and nodded, preferring to change the subject:
<<s Eva>>Well then, we have a whole lot of shops to choose from.<</s>> She announced, starting to walk across said shops.
<<s Author>>I usually go to Pablo Rabonne.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Solid choice actually. But I was thinking since it was a one-time kind of event with the whole school watching that you'd want to go over the top for it?<</s>> She explained, her logic sound.
<<if $cash gte 100>>I was down for it, despite the heavier price tag to be expected.<<else>>I was worried about the price tag being out of my range.<</if>>
<<light Eva>> smiled.
<<s Eva>>Besides, my parents are paying for both our dresses.<</s>> She announced matter-of-factly.
I couldn't accept that offer<<if $cash gte 100>>.<<else>> despite not being to pay for myself.<</if>>
<<s Author>>I could never.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Yeah yeah, you'll argue, I'll argue back, we'll agree to disagree, we'll go there, you'll be trying something, I'll talk to the owner since most know my parents and I'll get what I want eventually. So instead of fighting it, we could simply enjoy ourselves you and I. What do you say?<</s>>
Her displaying all of it so clearly was particularly convincing. There was no use trying.
<<s Author>>Thank you Eva.<</s>> I was really grateful.
<<s Eva>>Don't thank me just yet, we need to find you the perfect clothes!<</s>> She announced, grabbing my hand to bring me along to a shop that I had no prior knowledge of.
<<link "Welcome to S & M">><<replace "#continue">>This new place was completely different from what I was used to, soft classical music playing through the speakers as beautiful dresses stood sovereign on their own platforms. Not clotted, overstuffed shelves. Platforms and pedestals where mannequins stood tall and lithe, wearing the most attractive of dresses and feminine suits, a true display of elegance.
The different materials used in these designers outfits were a revel to bask in, as silk, cotton, leather, faux-leather, faux-cotton (whatever that was) all were used across different articles of clothing, a game of what's what in design and fashion.
Famous names were also thrown about, each stated beneath any given dress, declaring proudly their creators.
They even had the blue and black dress that some see as gold and white! //What is this place?//
I was like a fish out of the water as I didn't understand what I was looking at.
<<s Gerard>>Hello mesdames. How may I be of assistance today?<</s>> A well dressed gentleman approached us, then noticing my friend, corrected:
<<s Gerard>>Oh Mademoiselle Eva. How good it is to see you here today. To what do we owe the occasion? Another gala hosted by your parents? How are Monsieur and Madame Delphine by the way?<</s>>
His heavy french accent had a beautiful flair, completely matching the vibe of the place, as he goaded the information out of my friend.
<<s Eva>>Nice to meet you Gerard. Nothing of the sort, it is a valentine party at my high school.<</s>> Eva pointed out.
At that, the gentleman turned towards me, a huge smile growing on his face.
<<s Gerard>>Oh and the lucky lady here is your date?<</s>> He blatantly asked, one eyebrow raising in obvious evaluation. <<if $looks gte 5>>He liked what he saw as a small smile appeared on his face.<<else>>He didn't seem entirely impressed with what he saw.<</if>>
<<light Eva>> was quick to correct him:
<<s Eva>>No. No. Just a friend also looking for the perfect dress for the evening.<</s>> She clarified as <<light Gerard>>'s attention turned back towards her, slightly disappointed.
<<s Gerard>>Oh that's a shame, she's a catch.<</s>> He was flattering, as he made his way around us and placed his hands on the small of our backs.
<<s Gerard>>Come along now, We've got some work to do.<</s>> He led us further into the establishment with small steps, taking me further in across gorgeous displays to an alternative room.
<<link "Deep inside S & M">><<replace "#continue">>Talking to us to get to know what we might need from the party better, <<light Gerard>> had decided on three different choices for each of us, and had decided to start with dressing me up.
<img src="images/valentine/flowery-dress1.jpg" position="center" height="500em">
The first dress was a flowy, fun little flowery dress that made me look all cute and girly. I liked the way it hugged my curves yet concealed the parts that I wanted to keep for myself. It felt extremely cute and adequately romantic.
<<s Eva>>I like this one, it's so cute and girly, just what you are!<</s>> She mentioned, hoping I'd share her opinion on my self-perception.
<img src="images/valentine/yellow-dress1.jpg" position="center" height="500em">
My second option, just as cute but with a unique style that concealed yet revealed parts of my body, was a statement piece in a beautiful shiny yellow color. It felt girly yet attractive enough to turn heads.
<<s Eva>>This one looks nice, though it is slightly revealing, don't you think?<</s>>
<img src="images/valentine/red-dress1.jpg" position="center" height="500em">
My third option was the most daring of the bunch. As opposed to the first two, this one was a bold choice that didn't shy away from using my curves to its advantage. The striking red material flowed nicely across my body and gave additional attention to my shapely legs, allowing anyone to see whatever they felt like seeing.
<<s Eva>>Woah! This will definitely turn heads!<</s>>
<<light Eva>> had an obvious favorite, despite her being stunned by the last dress and how it made me look.
The choice was mine on which dress to choose and wear to the Valentine Party.
<div id="choices"><<link '<img src="images/valentine/flowery-dress1.jpg" height="300em">'>><<add "Eva" 1>><<pickup $valentine 'flowery dress' 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Eva>>Yess! That's the right choice, you'll look amazing in this dress, I can't wait!<</s>>
<<light Eva>> was really happy with my choice, and I looked forward to wearing that dress to the upcoming party. Now it was her turn to choose what she'll be wearing.
<<link "Continue" "EvaMall">><<addmins 30>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>><<link '<img src="images/valentine/yellow-dress1.jpg" position="center" height="300em">'>><<pickup $valentine 'yellow dress' 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Eva>>That's a good choice, a nice balance between cute and attractive, I like it too!<</s>>
Her support unwavering, <<light Eva>> was happy with my choice, and I looked forward to wearing that dress to the upcoming party.
It was now her turn to choose what she'll be wearing.
<<link "Continue" "EvaMall">><<addmins 30>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>><<link '<img src="images/valentine/red-dress1.jpg" position="center" height="300em">'>><<add "open" 1>><<pickup $valentine 'red dress' 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Eva>>Are you sure of this one?<</s>> Her question betrayed how she felt about this dress, an eyebrow raising in concern.
The dress felt nice and made me feel good about myself, and I said exactly that to my friend.
<<s Author>>It feels really good, and red is the color of love!<</s>> I explained.
<<light Eva>> might not have been too eager on my choice, yet I looked forward to wearing that dress to the upcoming party.
It was now her turn to choose what she'll be wearing.
<<link "Continue" "EvaMall">><<addmins 30>><</link>>
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<</replace>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>><div id='choices'><<light Eva>> had a particular style of clothing that she usually goes for. Despite being studious and a smarty-pants most of the time, in her personal time she really was a weeb, and her clothing was revealing of that fact.
That is why the choices she had envisioned were quite peculiar, each more colorful and typical than the other. Don't ask me where she found that pink wig, she was wearing it when she made it out of the room where she tried her stuff.
The choice was multiple, yet <<light Eva>> felt particularly uncomfortable revealing any more than she should. I was hoping to help her get out of her shell, but then again it all depended on how pliable she had become in recent years.
<<link "<img src='images/valentine/punk-dress1.jpg' height='300em'>">><<pickup $valentine 'punk dress' 1>><<less "evasmarts" 1>><<replace "#choices">><img src='images/valentine/punk-dress1.jpg' height='500em' position='center'>
This was the dress I had chosen for my friend. A simple dress that suited her style and really showed off her eccentric personality. While it was not romantic specifically, I felt like it was exactly the kind of dress that she'd feel comfortable in.
<<s Author>>That's exactly the whole point of us two doing this, isn't it?<</s>> I explained my point of view, her nodding along.
<<s Eva>>You're absolutely right! I'll take it!<</s>> She was beaming with confidence, and organized with <<light Gerard>> for the pickup.
<<s Gerard>>Ah yes. I need to make a few touches based on your measurements to make sure you look your absolute best in your costumes. Could you pass by next week, say Wednesday and after, to take your dresses?<</s>>
Mentally noted, I assured <<light Eva>> that I could receive these clothes for the both of us.
<<link "Leave" "EvaMall">><<addmins 30>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>><<if $evasub gte 1>><<link "<img src='images/valentine/frenchie-dress1.jpg' height='300em'>">><<pickup $valentine 'frenchie dress' 1>><<less "evasmarts" 1>><<replace "#choices">><img src='images/valentine/frenchie-dress1.jpg' height='500em' position='center'>
This was the dress I had chosen for my friend. A beautiful dress that didn't shy away from making a statement while still holding the utmost style and elegance, it suited her figure and really told something unique, a true representation of what my friend is. I pushed for her to accept the choice
<<s Author>>That's exactly the whole point of us two doing this, isn't it? To help you express yourself better?<</s>> I explained my point of view, her nodding along.
<<s Eva>>You're absolutely right! I'll take it!<</s>> She was beaming with confidence, and organized with <<light Gerard>> for the pickup.
<<s Gerard>>Ah yes. I need to make a few touches based on your measurements to make sure you look your absolute best in your costumes. Could you pass by next week, say Wednesday and after, to take your dresses?<</s>>
Mentally noted, I assured <<light Eva>> that I could receive these clothes for the both of us.
<<link "Leave" "EvaMall">><<addmins 30>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "<img src='images/valentine/frenchie-dress1.jpg' height='300em'>" "Eva is not submissive enough">><</if>><<if $evasub gte 3>><<link "<img src='images/valentine/checkered-dress1.jpg' height='300em'>">><<pickup $valentine 'checkered dress' 1>><<less "evasmarts" 1>><<replace "#choices">><img src='images/valentine/checkered-dress1.jpg' height='500em' position='center'>
This was the dress I had chosen for my friend. A striking dress that really showed off her beautiful curves and left little to the imagination, it was sure to turn a few heads at the party. I was certain that <<light Yara>> would appreciate the choice, not that I was doing it for her. I pushed for her to accept the choice
<<s Author>>That's exactly the whole point of us two doing this, isn't it? To help you express yourself better?<</s>> I explained my point of view, her nodding along.
<<s Eva>>You're absolutely right! I'll take it!<</s>> She was beaming with confidence, and organized with <<light Gerard>> for the pickup.
<<s Gerard>>Ah yes. I need to make a few touches based on your measurements to make sure you look your absolute best in your costumes. Could you pass by next week, say Wednesday and after, to take your dresses?<</s>>
Mentally noted, I assured <<light Eva>> that I could receive these clothes for the both of us.
<<link "Leave" "EvaMall">><<addmins 30>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "<img src='images/valentine/checkered-dress1.jpg' height='500em'>" "Eva is not submissive enough">><</if>></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 3>>As we cleared out of S & M, <<light Eva>> was beaming at our clothing choices, excited for what was coming next.
<<s Eva>>Gosh I can't wait for that party, we'll look so good!<</s>>
Her excitement didn't quite match her disposition towards boys.
<<s Author>>Are you sure you want to be hit on by every single weeb in there?<</s>> I clarified.
<<light Eva>>'s mood shifted as she understood the repercussions of this.
<<s Eva>>Now that you mention it, I'm not sure it's going to be that awesome...<</s>> Her reaction made me laugh, as she shyly joined in.
<<s Eva>>But I have a solution.<</s>>
I turned towards her, eager to hear what she had in mind. She seemed to ruminate her solution before continuing.
<<s Eva>>What if we go together, as a couple. That would fend off any of these nerds from trying their chance with me.<</s>> She suggested.
<<s Author>>Are you asking me out, Eva?<</s>> I was interested in seeing my friend go out of her shell like that.
<<s Eva>>Yes. I mean... Only if you want to... Be asked out I mean...<</s>> Her nervousness was quick to return. <<s Eva>>I mean we're both straight and it wouldn't mean anything but I was thinking that maybe you'd be interested in I don't know like keeping any undesirables away and like doing something just for us two and like...<</s>>
She looked cute like that, but I really felt like I had to give her an honest answer to this, help her set her mind straight regardless of what outcome I was thinking of:
<div id="choices"><<if $Eva gte 15>><<link "<img src='images/icons/bisex.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Accept her offer">><<add "bisex" 1>><<add "Eva" 1>><<pickup $valentine 'Evadate' 1>><<replace "#choices">>She was cute, and she was vulnerable, and she needed my help. I couldn't find it in me to deny my friend's request.
<<s Author>>Eva Eva. I'd be honored to be your valentine fake date.<</s>> I replied, a huge smile creeping up on my face, matched by the one slowly growing on hers.
<<s Eva>>Seriously? You would?<</s>> She asked, hopeful.
<<s Author>>Of course! You're a great friend and a very beautiful person, I'd be lucky to be there with you. And after all, it's only to fend off any creep, it's not like we are stuck at the hip!<</s>> I explain, her agreeing.
<<s Eva>>Exactly! It's only for the convenience!<</s>>
We were both happy with the lovely time we spent together, agreeing to meet up again to prepare for the party. I was really looking forward to it!
<<link "Leave" "Mall">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Accept her offer" "I don't feel close enough to her.<br>(Friendship less than 15)">><</if>>
<<link "Say I need to think about it">><<replace "#choices">>Not wanting to take a decision just yet, but flattered to have witnessed her interest, I was ruminating whether or not to accept or deny her request.
And I might have taken too long.
<<s Eva>>I mean it's okay if you need time to think about it, no pressure at all really. It was just a stupid suggestion, forget I said anything really. No need to get over the top with it seriously.<</s>> She blabbered on, putting herself in a panic.
<<s Author>>Eva I'd be lucky to have you as a date to the party, but I really want to keep my options open. Is it okay if I take my time to think about it?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Yeah no for sure, no problemo!<</s>> Her awkwardness was cute, that's for sure. I just needed to know myself better and the party was a long way away!
Shortly thereafter, we said our goodbyes and I reassured her I'd give the invite a serious thought.
<<link "Leave" "Mall">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/close.png'>Deny her">><<less "Eva" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<pickup $valentine 'Evanodate' 1>><<replace "#choices">>Not willing to jeopardize the friendship and rather hoping to minimize the damage early on, I decided to confront and deny my friend's request, eloquently still.
<<s Author>>Honestly Eva I'm flattered, but I really do think you have it in you to fend off the boys alone, without the pretense of being with me.<</s>> I explained. <<s Author>>We'll still be together at the party and I'll still help you with your decisions but I honestly think I'd do better being a free bird.<</s>>
I don't know what really factored into my decision, whether <<light Yara>>'s interest in my friend had anything to do with it or not, or whether I truly valued my freedom, I ultimately denied <<light Eva>>, who showed she was hurt while trying to hide it.
We eventually decided to separate for the day and go our separate ways.
<<link "Leave" "Mall">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
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<<else>>Problem! Let's leave <<link "Leave" "Mall">><</link>><</if>><<if $evamessage is 0>>There are no messages here.<<elseif $evamessage is 1 and $group1 is "Yara and Eva">><<set $evamessage to 0>><<messaging Eva>><<me>>Hey friend!<</me>><<them>>Hello!<</them>><<me>>We were cut off before we were able to take a decision during the project class.<</me>><<them>>Yeah... I'm still not sure about the 60s.<</them>><<me>>Too late to change our minds now.<</me>><<them>>You're right. So what do you think we should do?<</them>><<me>><<light Yara>> reached out with her idea. But I wanna hear from you first.<</me>><<them>>Well I'm not entirely fond of any idea, but if we can get the idea across that this culture's downfall came at the cost of drugs, then maybe I can flip this project on <<light Yara>>'s perception of these times.<</them>><<mecon>>I see your point.<</mecon>><<me>>Are you sure you want to talk about this topic though?<</me>><<them>>Yes. I am certain.<</them>><<me>>Another thing we could do, instead of talking about this heavy topic, especially you doing so, is to do something more feminist.<</me>><<them>>Like what?<</them>><<me>>How would you feel about dressing as a harlot from these times?<</me>><<them>>Wtf?<</them>><<mecon>>We dress you up as a harlot, us as pimps, and we use the freedom of these times to send the message that this kind of freedom where a girl chooses what to do with her own body is the base of modern-day feminism.<</mecon>><<me>>It's a great way to subvert expectations from the project and send a message that will surely leave an impact.<</me>><<them>>I'm not sure that's a great idea.<</them>><<me>>Don't you trust me?<</me>><<them>>I do. That's why I guess the final choice needs to be yours.<</them>><div id='choices'><<me>>I had the power in my hands to choose what our project will turn out like.
<<link "<img src='images/icons/dom.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Dress her up as a harlot">><<add "subdom" 1>><<add "Yara" 1>><<set $costumechoice to 4>><<replace "#choices">><<me>>I say we follow <<light Yara>>'s lead. She's the leader after all, right? :P<</me>><<them>>Alright, whatever you say. So long as we get a good grade.<</them>><<me>>Cool. Thanks. See you at school!<</me>><<them>>Alright see you.<</them>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>We'll all be hippies">><<set $costumechoice to 3>><<add "Eva" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<me>>I believe your idea is better. Let's go for that.<</me>><<them>>Oh thank god!<</them>><<me>>Hahahaha that stressed, huh?<</me>><<them>>You have no idea. I'm glad you're on my side though!<</them>><<me>>Don't stress it. I'll see you at school.<</me>><<them>>See you bestie!<</them>><</replace>><</link>><</me>></div><</messaging>>
<<elseif $evamessage is 1>><<set $evamessage to 0>><<messaging Eva>><<me>>Hey friend! <<light Yara>> reached out about your project.<</me>><<them>>Are you here to convince me with her idea?<</them>><<me>>It depends. What is yours?<</me>><<themcon>>We can send a message against drug use. They used to be addicts back then.<</themcon>><<them>>That would be a good message, no?<</them>><<me>>Are you sure you want to talk about this subject? You know... With everything that happened?<</me>><<them>>Yes. Yes I am.<</them>><<me>>Okay I'm just making sure.<</me>><<them>>What do you think, <<print $name>>? I'm really confused on which way to go...<</them>><<me>>Do you want my honest opinion?<</me>><<themcon>>Yes. Whatever you say, I will go with.<</themcon>><<them>>I trust you.<</them>><div id='choices'><<me>>I had the chance to shape her project. Did I want to influence her on <<light Yara>>'s behalf?
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>Dress her up as a harlot">><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "Yara" 1>><<set $evacostume to true>><<replace "#choices">><<me>>I say you follow <<light Yara>>'s lead. She's the leader after all, right? :P<</me>><<them>>Alright, whatever you say. So long as we get a good grade.<</them>><<me>>Cool. I'm sure you will. See you at school!<</me>><<them>>Alright see you.<</them>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>You know what you want.">><<add "Eva" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<me>>I believe your idea is better. Go for that.<</me>><<them>>Oh thank god!<</them>><<me>>Hahahaha that stressed, huh?<</me>><<them>>You have no idea. I'm glad you're on my side though!<</them>><<me>>Don't stress it. I'll see you at school.<</me>><<them>>See you bestie!<</them>><</replace>><</link>><</me>></div><</messaging>>
<div id="choices"><<say messageauthor>><</say>></div>
<<elseif $evamessage is 2>><<set $evamessagepost to 2>><<set $evamessage to 0>><<messaging Eva>><<them>>Hey friend! Ready to shoot the music video?<</them>><<me>>More than ready! Where are we meeting?<</me>><<them>>I already told <<light Leo>> to come over to my place! Everything is ready!<</them>><<me>>Cool! I'll be over in like 30 minutes!<</me>><</messaging>><<elseif $evamessage is 3>><<messaging Eva>><<them>>Hey friend! Ready for our shopping spree?<</them>><<me>>You betcha! See you soon at the mall!<</me>><<them>>See you friend!<</them>><<me>>I just got a <<link "message">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("", "messenger");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("YaraMessages").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><<set $evamessagepre to 0>><<addmins 30>><</link>> from <<light Yara>>, See you there!<</me>><</messaging>><<elseif $evamessage is 4>><<set $evamessage to 0>><<pickup $valentine 'pickup' 1>><<messaging Eva>><<them>>Hey friend! Don't forget to pickup the valentine dresses at the mall today! They're already paid for!<</them>><<me>>For sure, not fogotten!<</me>><<them>>See you at school!<</them>><<me>>See ya!<</me>><</messaging>><<elseif $evamessage is 5>><<set $evamessage to 0>><<goto "Management">><<messaging Eva>><<them>>Hey friend, thanks for the help today. You saved me.<</them>><<me>>Don't mention it. Least I could do.<</me>><<them>>I'll find a way to pay you back.<</them>><<me>>Are you wishing I'd get soaked in water and you help me?<</me>><<them>>No...<</them>><<me>>Maybe next time can be at your place.<</me>><<themcon>>I'll see if I can convince my parents of that.<</themcon>><<them>>See you at school!<</them>><<me>>See ya!<</me>><</messaging>><<elseif $evamessage is 6>><<set $evamessage to 0>><<set $evamessagepost to 6>><<goto "Management">><<messaging Eva>><<them>>Hey friend! I'm super excited for tonight!<</them>><<mecon>>So am I! I can't wait for the sleepover.<</mecon>><<me>>What time is best for me to come?<</me>><<them>>Anytime after 5PM should be fine.<</them>><<me>>Sweet. I'll see you then!<</me>><</messaging>><<else>>No content, a bug must've happened!<</if>>
<div id='sticky'><<link "<img src='images/icons/back-phone.png' width='40px' label='Back'>">><<if $evamessage is 2>><<set $evamessagepost to 2>><<set $evamessage to 0>><<else>><<set $evamessagepre to 0>><<set $evamessage to 0>><</if>><<script>>
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<</script>><</link>></div><<if visited(passage()) is 1>>At the gym today, I got stood up by <<light Leo>> who was not able to make it due to some personal reasons that he failed to mention.
Saddened to be having my workout alone, I am stunned to be seeing <<light Eva>> at the gym today.
<<s Author>>Hey Eva! What are you doing here?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Oh <<print $name>>! You're here?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Well yeah, I usually come here with Leo but he stood me up.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>That's a shame... I... This is my first time here.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Well join me, come on!<</s>>
We both spend the next hour working on ourselves and improving our physical health. At the end, I was left with a choice.
<div id="choices"><<link "Suggest we work out together from now on.">><<add "Eva" 1>><<set $evaworkout to true>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Hey, Eva? Think you'd wanna join me for workouts from now on?<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Are you sure? What about Leo?<</s>>
<<s Author>>We've improved a lot since we started, I'm not sure he needs me anymore.<</s>>
I think to myself for a while, then continue speaking:
<<s Author>>Well at least, I know he won't mind us seperating, we will always see each other here you know...<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Honestly, I would be honored to have you guide me on what to do. Count me in!<</s>>
Sharing my workout timings with <<light Eva>>, I make sure she takes over from <<light Leo>>'s workouts with me. I'm looking forward to it!
<<link "continue">><<replace "#choices">>Leaving the locker room, I pick up my phone and inform <<light Leo>> of the news. While saddened, he understands my decision and promises me he'll still work out. We're bound to run into each other at the gym some of these days!
<<link "Finish" "Gym">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><</replace>><</link>> (This will replace workouts with <<light Leo>>)
<<link "Thank her for joining me">><<add "Eva" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Thanking my friend for the workout that I thouroughly enjoyed, I can't help but feel like she dragged me back a bit. I decide to stick to my workouts with <<light Leo>>, hoping he'll be here next time we workout.
//He's fun to hangout and workout with, we're at the same level almost.
<<link "Finish" "Gym">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<else>><<light Eva>> and I work out, and it's a lot of fun.
<<link "Finish" "Gym">><</link>><</if>><center><img src="images/character/jasmin.jpg" width="220em" position="center"></center><<set $metJasmin to true>>My friend <<light Jasmin>> has always been loud and charismatic. As I see her approach me in the school coridors, I can't help but smile at her.
<<s Jasmin>>How can you be smiling when things are looking so bad?<</s>> she says as soon as I reach her.
Startled, I speak out: <<s Author>>How do you mean?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>The SA Office's email. What about people who need to work to support their families?<</s>> She says with furrowed brows.
<<s Author>>Do you need to work in order to support your family?<</s>> I'm confused.
<<s Jasmin>>Me? Oh never! My family's rich!<</s>> She says, playing with her expensive Pablo Rabonne bag. <<s Jasmin>>But there are people less fortunate than I am, and they're the ones losing everything.<</s>>
Unconvinced, I answer her. <<s Author>>Not necessarily...<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Don't fight me over this.<</s>> her tone is quick to suggest no argument is to be had.
I shrug.
<<s Author>>Anyway, will you do anything regarding these new requirements for college admissions?<</s>> I ask, eager to change the subject.
<<s Jasmin>>Sure will! I am already planning a few protests for the upcoming year. You're sure to be joining me on those!<</s>>
I can see the sparkles in her eyes as she mentions her plans. <<light Jasmin>> has long been a strong fighter for all social issues, no matter how removed from them she might be.
<<s Jasmin>>I'm thinking of creating a <b>Human Rights Club</b> at school to fight for these kinds of topics. Think you'll be able to join?<</s>> She asks, revealing her newest venture.
I can't help but being curious about this new revelation. <<s Author>>When will you be meeting?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>It will be on Tuesday Afternoons, between 4 and 6PM. Come on! Please tell me you can make it!<</s>>
<center><<dark "❗Notice❗" "Choosing the last option will lock off all HRC Elements of the game.">></center><div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'>Sure I can. Sounds fun.">><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<pickup $club "hrc" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I don't think about it too much.<<s Author>>Sure I can. Sounds fun. Using it for my applications is only a plus.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Wow that's great to hear! Alright I'll see you then!<</s>>
<<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 8 and $gameDate.getHours() lt 10>><<link "Let's go to class!">><<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Mon">><<goto "Group Project 1">><<elseif GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Fri">><<goto "Bekham Classes">><<elseif $classEvent1.length is 0>><<goto "Random lvl1 Class">><<else>><<goto `$classEvent1.pluck()`>><</if>><<less "energy" 1>><<addhours 4>><</link>><<else>><<link "Go back" "School">><</link>><</if>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'>I need it for my applications.">><<pickup $club "hrc" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Thinking of how this could be beneficial for my applications, I can clearly see the beneftis of such a commitment. <<s Author>>Sure. Only cause I need it for my college applications.<</s>> I tell a critical<<light Jasmin>> waiting for an answer.
<<s Jasmin>>Good choice, wrong reason. I'll have time to help you become better. See you on Tuesday!<</s>>
<<if $gameDate.getHours() >= 8 and $gameDate.getHours() lt 10>><<link "Let's go to class!">><<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Mon">><<goto "Group Project 1">><<elseif GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Fri">><<goto "Bekham Classes">><<elseif $classEvent1.length is 0>><<goto "Random lvl1 Class">><<else>><<goto `$classEvent1.pluck()`>><</if>><<less "energy" 1>><<addhours 4>><</link>><<else>><<link "Go back" "School">><</link>><</if>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/close.png'>I'm not interested.">><<less "Jasmin" 3>><<less "open" 1>><<less "bbcworld" 1>><<pickup $club "HRC Denied" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Despite the probable benefits of such a move, I cannot push myself to fake enthusiasm for such an endeavor. <<s Author>>I'm not interested in this kind of thing. It causes more problems than it solves.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Seriously $name !? I can't believe you'd say something like that. I guess I know where you stand now.<</s>>
I see clearly that this has placed a true strain on our friendship. I mentally note that I might need to make it up to her.
<<if $gameDate.getHours() >= 8 and $gameDate.getHours() lt 10>><<link "Let's go to class!">><<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Mon">><<goto "Group Project 1">><<elseif GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Fri">><<goto "Bekham Classes">><<elseif $classEvent1.length is 0>><<goto "Random lvl1 Class">><<else>><<goto `$classEvent1.pluck()`>><</if>><<less "energy" 1>><<addhours 4>><</link>><<else>><<link "Go back" "School">><</link>><</if>><</replace>><</link>>
</div><<if visited(passage()) is 1>><<set $jasminmessagepre to 0>><<add "jasminevent" 1>><center><img src='images/events/jasminevents/house.jpg' width='60%'></center>
<<light Jasmin>> has had a respectable childhood and lived in a protected neighborhood with her father.
<<s Jasmin>>My mother died when I was young, and it's been hard on my father you know... That's why he's so protective.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I understand being protective of you...<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>I don't mean to give him excuses obviously. His decision is stupid. Thank god I can still go to the HRC meetings!<</s>>
<<s Author>>I know, right? What would the club do without its president?<</s>>
We were hanging out in her bedroom, lying on her bed as we talked about school, boys, and what our future might hold.
<<s Jasmin>>Honestly I can't wait to go to college and finally get some space. It's about time I get to be my own person you know? Like my own things and everything?<</s>>
<<s Author>>What about Jerome? Or your father?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>What about them?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Well aren't you and Jerome kind of like a thing?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Oh no. Not at all! I couldn't tie down a man like that!<</s>>
<<s Author>>Why not Jasmin? You're amazing!<</s>>
If <<light Jasmin>> couldn't have <<light Jerome>>, I don't know who possibly could. She's an amazing person...
<<s Jasmin>>I most definitely am. But Jerome... He deserves more.<</s>>
I was confused.
<<s Jasmin>>There's something about him... I just can't quite put the finger on it you know? There's like an unspoken thing.<</s>>
I could see where she was coming from...
<<s Jasmin>>I can't say no to him. Something about the way he takes control and makes me feel safe all at once just resonates with me...<</s>>
<<s Author>>I understand that, I guess... I don't know I've never felt that way about anyone but I guess I see what you mean.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>You could you know.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Who with?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Who other than Jerome?<</s>>
Was she really suggesting that?
<<s Author>>Hold up what?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>He's into you, and wants to see where things might lead between the two of you.<</s>>
<<s Author>>But you're-<</s>>
There was something odd about what she was suggesting, as she cut me off to explain:
<<s Jasmin>>I already told you, he's such a character that I cannot tie him down. Definitely not with the father I have. So if I can't stop him why not channel him towards my best friend?<</s>>
<<s Author>>You're seriously fine with that?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Most definitely. It'd be super hot sharing him with you, and I know you'd make a great addition to what he and I have.<</s>>
I couldn't believe she'd actually offer a throuple with <<light Jerome>>, and that I was maybe even considering it. I mean her and I have been growing closer, and <<light Jerome>> had that undeniable attractiveness to him.
I could already imagine myself in between the two of them, playing their games and floating between their hot bodies...
<center><img src='images/events/jasminevents/hope.jpg' width='60%'></center>
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/bisex.png'>Accept her proposal">><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "Jerome" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "bisex" 1>><<pickup $jeromejasmin "Accepted" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Taken by the amazing potential of such a coupling, I felt my curiosity getting the best of me:
<<s Author>>I can't promise anything..<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Of course you can't. It's not up to us, it's up to him and if he accepts it.<</s>>
//What was I getting myself into?//
<<s Author>>I believe I can give it a try. Wouldn't hurt seeing where things might lead.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Often the bedroom. But sometimes the back of the bleachers and one time the library.<</s>>
I had to cut her off right there.
<<s Author>>You'll tell me all about these another time. Can we talk about something else for now?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Hehehe sure. Soon enough you'll be a willing partner, you'll see. You won't be able to get enough of him. Let me send him a message right now.<</s>>
<<link "continue" "Jasmin House">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'>I'll pass">><<less "open" 1>><<pickup $jeromejasmin "Unaccepted" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Snapping out of my momentary reverie, I decide to share my decision with my friend:
<<s Author>>Sorry, Jasmin... I don't think I can join whatever you have going on.<</s>>
Obviously dejected, <<light Jasmin>>tried to find her words:
<<s Jasmin>>I understand... I guess... Actually I don't but nevertheless I hope you are able to see what you're missing out on.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I am sure you two spend amazing times, but I feel like it is not my place to be joining that.<</s>>
Leaving it at that, we both move on from the topic and start talking about other things, until the time comes for me to leave.
<<link "continue" "Jasmin House">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>>
As I say my good-byes to my friend and step out of her room to leave her house, I meet her father sitting at the dining room table, phone in hand.
<<s Author>>Goodbye Mr. John<</s>>
<<s John>>Hey <<print $name>> do you have a moment for me?<</s>>
<center><img src='images/character/john.jpg' width='50%'></center>
It was odd for <<light Jasmin>>'s father to want to talk to me, but I figured there wasn't anything wrong with that.
<<s John>>It's about Jasmin... I'm worried about her.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Why? What's wrong?<</s>>
<<s John>>I know I might be overbearing and very protective of her, but I just want her to be safe.<</s>>
<<s Author>>But she is safe, sir.<</s>>
There was true sadness in his eyes.
<<s John>>There's just... Ever since I lost her mother it's been hard on me to really make sure that my little girl is safe. And she's been going out with dangerous looking people lately...<</s>>
He was obviously referring to our black friends, and it felt odd listening to his honestly valid rationale.
<<s John>>It's just that I am truly worried for her.
I can't keep her grounded for long but I need to know that she's making smart decisions. Especially regarding her friends.<</s>>
I could understand his worry. But in here lied an opportunity to help out my friend, or make sure that her father's wishes would be fulfilled
<<s John>>I know it might be a lot to ask, but I trust you. Would you keep a watchful eye on her?<</s>>
And there it was, the big ask. Was I willing to play cop on my best friend, or will I use this opportunity to help her find her freedom the way she obviously needs?
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>Fool him">><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<add "johntrust" 2>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>There was a huge opportunity in helping <<light Jasmin>> get out of her shell and truly be herself, and I was not about to miss it.
Putting on the sweetest face and voice I could muster, I spoke up:
<<s Author>>You know, Mr. John... I could never say no to you... Your care over Jasmin is really heartwarming...<</s>>
I allowed myself to channel fake emotions, to show a visage I hadn't before.
<<s John>>Is everything okay?<</s>>
My worried look helped sell the ruse.
<<s Author>>It's just that... I lost my father at a young age and I understand what it means to lose someone you love. I would never put you in such a position.<</s>>
I leant in just a tiny bit, baiting him into hugging me.
And he took the bait, hook, line and sinker.
//I was in.//
Smiling sweetly at him, I excused myself and left the house, selling the ruse that I had to study for upcoming exams.
//I didn't, but he didn't need to know that!//
<<link "Leave" "Management">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>Promise to help">><<add "johntrust" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Understanding his conflict, I decided to offer him a helping hand.
<<s Author>>You can count on me, sir. I think I can help you with that.<</s>>
Giving him a tough face, I needed to show him I could be trusted. He needed the help, and so did <<light Jasmin>>, whether she knew it or not.
<<s John>>That's great to hear. Thank you for this, <<print $name>><</s>>
<<s Author>>Don't mention it.<</s>>
Excusing myself, I left their house, not before thinking that this decision might be the most responsible one I have ever undertaken, especially with what my friend just offered moments ago...
<<link "Leave" "Management">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/close.png'>I don't want this responsibility">><<less "Jasmin" 1>><<less "bbcworld" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I couldn't take on such a responsibility, it was too much.
//If he wants his daughter safe, maybe the best thing he can do is keep her home.//
But I wasn't about to tell him that...
<<s Author>>I don't know, sir. It feels weird stalking my friend like that and like controling what she does and...<</s>>
I was allowing my stress to show, to really push the responisbility away.
<<s John>>It's nothing of the sort, but worry not.<</s>>
He tried reassuring me. I felt instantly relieved.
<<s John>>Just keep this between us. I really care for her safety but cannot suffocate her much longer.<</s>>
Nodding, I agreed.
<<s Author>>Of course, sir. I'm sorry I have to go.<</s>>
Excusing myself, I made my way out of the house and into the street. This decision might've made things more difficult on <<light Jasmin>> but I really couldn't handle that added responsibility.
<<link "Leave" "Management">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif $jasminmessagepost is 3>><<set $jasminmessagepost to 0>><div id='continue'>I was back again at <<light Jasmin>>'s house, eager to be spending time with my friend as she greeted me warmly.
<<light John>>, her father, was putting the finishing touches on the tie he wore as he greeted me as well.
<<s John>>You girls have a nice evening, a calm one!<</s>> He turned towards his daughter with that addition. <<s John>>I've left you some money on the counter to order some pizza or whatever else you might want.<</s>>
He was a good father, well-meaning.
<<s John>>Enjoy.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>You too, dad!<</s>> My friend hugged her father warmly, a bit out of character for her but sweet nonetheless.
<<light John>> left the house, leaving us alone.
<<s Author>>So, what to do?<</s>>
<<light Jasmin>>'s face immediately shifted, turning sour.
<<s Jasmin>>Jerome's busy tonight. My plans are ruined.<</s>>
<<s Author>>What about girls' night?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Well that's the new plan, isn't it?<</s>> She faked a smile.
She was obviously disheartened that her guy couldn't make it. Whether she'd admit it or not, it was obvious that <<light Jerome>> meant a lot to her.
<<s Jasmin>>Let's start by ordering pizza.<</s>>
<<link "Continue">><<replace "#continue">>Our order put through, we set out to wait for it to arrive.
Then <<light Jasmin>> suddenly lit up as she realized something.
<<s Jasmin>>That pizza place has the sexiest delivery drivers!<</s>>
<<s Author>>Okay, and?<</s>> I didn't quite understand where she was headed with it.
<<s Jasmin>>And it's time to play a game. I've set out to help you out of your shell, <<print $name>>, and that's what I'm doing.<</s>>
I looked at her skeptically.
<<s Jasmin>>You're gonna greet them in some naughty clothes, try to get a rise out of them.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Seriously?<</s>> I was weirded out by her comment, but she kept at it:
<<s Jasmin>>Yes, seriously. Imagine the look on their face when you open the door in like the skimpiest skirt and the tightest top. You'll make their evening!<</s>>
I was intrigued.
<<s Author>>But why?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Honestly girl... It's a Saturday night, we're home alone, no boys are coming, and I am bored as fuck. I'll even join you in wearing the naughty clothes, what do you say?<</s>>
All of these were valid reasons. I wanted to let go and join her in that naughty game, but had my doubts.
Did I have what it takes to play this naughty game?
<div id='choices'><<if $subdom lte -20 or $open gte 40>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>Let's do this">><<add "arousal" 25>><<add "open" 1>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<replace "#choices">>She wanted to push my limits, and my limits needed to be pushed. I figured the best way to do that is engage in her game, and see who'd chicken out between us. I knew I had what it took to take her up to the challenge.
<<light Jasmin>> was quick to take me to her room and have me see the options that she had in her wardrobe. I looked at them, and noticed that she had given me the choice between two different sets mainly.
<<s Author>>What about bras?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>What about them?<</s>> She asked, not quite understanding what my question was.
<<s Author>>There is no bra to match with those?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Of course not! Free the nipples!<</s>> She commented, eager as she waited for me to make my choice between the two options.
<<link "<img src='images/clothes/teddy-blue.jpg' width='100px'>" "Jasmin House">><<pickup $wardrobe "teddy-blue" 1>><<merge $outfit $wardrobe>><<dropall $outfit>><<transfer $wardrobe $outfit "teddy-blue" 1>><<merge $wardrobe $bra>><<dropall $bra>><<pickup $bra "nothing" 1>><<run setPageElement("story-caption", "StoryCaption")>><<pickup $pablorabonne "teddy-white" 1 "teddy-black" 1 "teddy-pink" 1 "teddy-purple" 1>><</link>> <<link "<img src='images/clothes/teddy-purple.jpg' width='100px'>" "Jasmin House">><<pickup $wardrobe "teddy-purple" 1>><<merge $outfit $wardrobe>><<dropall $outfit>><<transfer $wardrobe $outfit "teddy-purple" 1>><<merge $wardrobe $bra>><<dropall $bra>><<pickup $bra "nothing" 1>><<run setPageElement("story-caption", "StoryCaption")>><<pickup $pablorabonne "teddy-white" 1 "teddy-black" 1 "teddy-pink" 1 "teddy-blue" 1>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Let's do this" "I am neither submissive nor open enough for this.">><</if>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'>I'm not comfortable with that.">><<less "Jasmin" 5>><<replace "#choices">>I wasn't ready for such a move, and felt an odd pressure at this recent development.
<<s Author>>I'm sorry Jasmin, I don't quite think that's something I'd be comfortable doing...<</s>>
Her face dropped, and she moped about even more.
The rest of our hangout was almost meaningless, and I could feel her frustrated at how things turned out for us.
Maybe I'm not the kind of person that can be friends with <<light Jasmin>>...
<<link "Leave" "Park">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif $bra.has("nothing")>><<dropall $bra>>Now that I was wearing the naughty garments I chose to myself, <<light Jasmin>> the other option, I decided to head towards the living room, waiting in anticipation of the person that was to deliver our food for us.
I felt naughty, on display, as I thought about the kind of character that would arrive with our food. How old would he be, how confident would he act? Knowing <<light Jasmin>>'s tastes, he was definitely going to be black. I felt excited about what was to happen, and could feel the heat rising through me in anticipation.
<<s Jasmin>>You feel it, don't you? The excitement, the vulnerability...<</s>> She enticed me, and I felt myself nodding to her, agreeing with her statements.
<<s Jasmin>>That's how we should always feel, it's thrilling isn't it?<</s>>
I could help but agree. It was very exciting to be living such a thing, to be feeling such emotions.
The guy would come, ring the bell, and I would strut over in my tight clothing, showing off my assets as his eyes...
*Ring Ring*
There was the doorbell, the call of fate. I had to go through with this. I had come so far, not to back down now.
I approached slowly, steadily, scaredly and excitedly.
*Ring Ring*
<<picmid "events/jasminevents/door-flashing.jpg">>
The doorbell rang once more, and I placed my hand on the handle, turned it...
//What if it was <<light Jasmin>>'s father that came back to get something he forgot?//
I opened the door, revealing the young handsome black guy behind it in a delivery-guy's hat. He nonchalantly greeted me while looking at the bill.
<<s stranger>>Hello Pizzazo delivery.<</s>>
He looked up, and noticed what was standing behind the door. The two girls in skimpy clothing that welcomed him, attractive and submissive-looking.
I gulped.
<<s Author>>Um yeah. That's for us.<</s>> I put my hands out to receive his package.
//I meant the package!//
<<s stranger>>There you go. Total's 30$.<</s>> He announced, still trying to catch his jaw from dropping to the floor.
<<s Author>>Oh I don't have money. Jasmin can you help?<</s>>
My friend approached, looking him up and down. He was attractive, a handsome black guy with striking features.
<<s Jasmin>>Let me get that.<</s>> She took the box from my hands. <<s Jasmin>>I think there's money on the floor there next to the couch.<</s>>
She pointed me further in the house, and indeed the money her father left us was there, on the floor. I walked over, facing away from the delivery guy.
This whole situation was straight out of a porn movie. I think I needed to keep at it.
I bent over, allowing my skirt to hike up revealing the curve of my ass, as I took my time is fetching the money for the guy.
Turning back around, I noticed him looking at me. And he was staring intently.
I smiled to myself. I guess I am attractive enough in the right clothing!
I went towards him, money in hand. Handed it over, pushing my breasts out seductively. He ate it all up.
<<s Jasmin>>You'll find it all there. Ciao!<</s>>
My friend closed the door next to her. The heat rose through me as I looked back at her.
<<s Jasmin>>You looked so hot bent over.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I don't know what came over me.<</s>>
She looked at me intently.
<<s Jasmin>>He was so ready to take you right there, he was devouring you with his eyes.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Speaking of devouring...<</s>> I pointed to the pizza box
<<s Jasmin>>Forget that, I'm too horny for this. Come, let's deal with this first.<</s>> She placed the box on the table, before heading to her room.
<div id='choices2'><<if $open gte 50 or $arousal gte 90 or $subdom lte -30 or $bisex gte 15>><<link "I want to play with her">><<add "open" 1>><<add "arousal" 20>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "bisex" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>I don't know if it was because I was horny, because I was too submissive to say no to her, or because I was actually interested in her, or a combination of the three. All I know is I listened to her invitation and joined her into her room, where the naughty <<light Jasmin>> had kneeled to reach a suitcase under her bed.
Her shapely ass was completely revealed, the g-string she wore on display as she swung it from side to side, fetching the small suitcase, the skirt she wore doing nothing to cover her ass.
//Is this how I looked when the delivery guy came over? No wonder I had that effect on him. No wonder this is the effect I am feeling myself!//
She got the black suitcase out, and opened it.
Inside, a collection of sex toys was on display. A vibrator, a few buttplugs, and... Two big black dildos.
I was not surprised, rather quite excited for what awaited us.
<<s Jasmin>>I need to be filled.<</s>> She announced, grabbing the smaller of the two and handing it to me.
The other, bigger black cock in hand, she headed for the bed and laid down on it.
I joined her, as we laid side by side, our legs opened and skirts immediately hiking up to our midriff.
<<picmid "events/jasminevents/mutual-masturbation.jpg">>
<<s Jasmin>>This is so hot.<</s>>
<<s Author>>It is...<</s>>
I rubbed the black cock against my pussy, teasing my entrance as I closed my eyes, imagining someone between my legs, rubbing their cock on me.
<<s Jasmin>>Mmm... Jerome...<</s>>
Imagining <<light Jerome>> between my legs.
<<s Author>>Is it always Jerome?<</s>> I asked her, turning towards her.
<<s Jasmin>>He's the greatest guy I've ever seen.<</s>> Her eyes lit up as she thought of her regular partner.
<<s Author>>He doesn't stike me as too special...<</s>> I announced, still looking at her as the dildo drifted against my lips, my breath starting to catch.
<<s Jasmin>>He is. He's mysterious, for sure, but he has such a dominant aura... His body...<</s>>
I allowed myself to imagine what my friend did. His hard, strong body against mine...
<<s Jasmin>>But sometimes, in rare moments, he opens up and shares more.<</s>> She elaborated, her thoughts carried with her insertion. She was fucking herself, officially, panties to the side and dildo burried in.
<<picmid "events/jasminevents/toys-masturbation.jpg">>
<<s Author>>Like when?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>When he's deep inside. When he had me under his control. When I'm good and obediant. He opens up.<</s>>
<<light Jasmin>>'s words had a weird effect on me. The more I imained <<light Jerome>>, the more I wanted his cock inside me. And I pushed the one I had in hand inside. And I opened up to welcome <<light Jerome>>'s member.
<<s Author>>Mmm yeah?<</s>> I needed to hear more, and I hoped that my few words would entice her to share so.
<<s Jasmin>>That's the thing with someone as dominant as him, submissiveness is rewarded. He likes it when I'm a good girl. I...<</s>>
<<picmid "events/jasminevents/mutual-masturbation2.jpg">>
She caught her breath, hitting a particularly pleasureful spot. Then she continued.
<<s Jasmin>>I like being a good girl for him. Helping him grow into the true character he can grow into. He wasn't always that good, you know...<</s>>
She was reliving moments, reliving fantasies.
<<s Jasmin>>I didn't see him like that before, but he recently... Changed... Revealed himself to me...<</s>> She moaned, <<s Jasmin>>It was at a party, one that I went to without my father's knowledge. I was lost, alone. He got closer.<</s>>
I allowed my mind to drift, listen to the tale.
<<s Jasmin>>He introduced himself as my savior. He used to be much more arrogant.<</s>> She recalled. <<s Jasmin>>Then he hooked his hand around me, and led me to dance. And we danced, his hands immediately drifting over my body. His strong body on mine.<</s>>
<<picmid "events/jasminevents/mutual-masturbation3.jpg">>
The cock inside me reached further in, then out, then even deeper inside, then out... And I carried a beautiful rhythm as I listened to the tale.
<<s Jasmin>>When my father called, he saw the name on the phone. My father's name on my phone is "Father". He saw it. He... He changed.<</s>> The memories she shared were vivid. She was lost in that moment, fucking herself on the cock in a slow, steady rhythm. <<s Jasmin>>He told me to take it. I didn't want to explain myself to my father. I hung up.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Then Jerome looked at me, weirded out by what I had done.<</s>> She continued, <<s Jasmin>>He scolded me for not answering. I told him I was having too much fun to be pestered by my father. He told me he'd kill to have a father to check up on him. I told him I'd do anything to have a father that is not such a loser. He asked me "anything?"<</s>>
She talked quickly, her rhythm racing faster, as mine was. We were engaged, and I wanted to hear the rest of it. She moaned. I moaned too.
<<s Author>>What did you say?<</s>> I asked, eager to know how they began, imagining myself in her place.
<<s Jasmin>>I nodded. I told him yes. He grabbed me by the neck. Said "I'm your daddy tonight". I was his. He took me to the bedroom and fucked the living out of me. I was his since. I haven't felt anything like him. I never will.<</s>> Her voice rose with every thrust. She was growing closer and closer to her release.
*Ring Ring*
Startling the both of us as we reached higher and higher and closer and closer to an orgasm, her phone started ringing. It was on the bedside table next to me. I looked at it. It read "Father".
It's like he's the constant cockblock... But I knew it would be wrong not to answer him, and even worse to answer him in the state we currently were in, two black cocks deep in our pussies.
<<s Author>>It's your dad.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Let him go. We're having too much fun with Jerome.<</s>> She was still in her fantasy.
What should I do?
<div id='choices3'><<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Answer the phone">><<add "johntrust" 1>><<add "open" 2>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<replace "#choices3">>The naughty thought formed in my mind. I felt like being naughty.
I grabbed the phone, answered, and put it on loudspeaker, dropping it between the two of us.
<<s John>>Hey Jasmin how's it going?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Hello sir!<</s>> I pushed the cock in and out of me as I talked to my friend's father. My friend whose bigger dildo was still deep inside of.
<<s John>>Where's Jasmin?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Right here, dad. Don't say anything bad, you're on loud-speaker!<</s>> She called out as she continued her motion, stiffling a moan.
<<s John>>I would never. You girls are okay?<</s>> He asked, checking in.
We were fucking ourselves with his daughter's dildos, getting close to a release. We were doing better than ok.
<<s Jasmin>>We're doing great. Feeling quite... Full!<</s>> She lodged the cock deep inside as she said that, a shudder coursing through her body.
Enticed, I did the same, unable to control the soft moan that escaped my lips.
<<s John>>Oh what did you order? Is everything okay?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Mmm yeah, my belly just hurts a bit.<</s>> I called out.
<<s Jasmin>>Here let me help.<</s>> She moved my hand aside and grabbed a hold of my dildo, controlling the cock's motions.
<<picmid "events/jasminevents/dildo-insertion.jpg">>
<<s Jasmin>>That's what you get for playing this naughty game.<</s>> She whispered in my other ear, her body now pressed on mine.
<<s John>>It's nice of you to help your friend, Jasmin.<</s>> He was so stupid.
<<s Author>>Mmm yeah, she's so helpful. Jasmin is amazing.<</s>> I moaned out, turned on by the whole situation, approaching orgasm. My hand drifted to her own pussy, playing with her clit in return.
<<s Jasmin>>She's helping me too.<</s>>
<<s John>>Helping you? How?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Mmm...<</s>> She moaned. <<s Jasmin>>Let's just say I'm not bored anymore.<</s>> She cryptically explained in between moans. We were both really close.
<<s Jasmin>>I'll call you back dad. I'm about to finish.<</s>>
She was about to hang up.
<<s Author>>The movie!!<</s>> I moaned out right before she did, my lips attacking hers immediately after as I tried to silence the intense orgasm I was having, my fingers lodged deep inside her and rubbing strongly agaisnt her clit.
I moaned and moaned into her lips, kissing her with abandon, feeling intense pleasure.
And she moaned back, not quite there yet, but close enough.
She smiled down at me as I started relaxing.
<<s Jasmin>>You'll make such a good sister slut.<</s>> She announced, before moving towards the suitcase to grab her vibrator.
<<s Jasmin>>Just gotta finish myself off. I can't wait for you to try some of the real deal.<</s>>
//I couldn't wait to try it either.//
She had her fun, bringing herself to an orgasm as I helped her by fucking her with the bigger dildo. I was just as entranced by her open climaxng mouth as I was by the big dildo that brought her that pleasure. I couldn't wait to see that face again, next time with a real cock involved.
<<link "Call it a night" "Park">><<set $arousal to 0>><</link>> <</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Ignore it, I'm having too much fun!">><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<less "smarts" 1>><<less "johntrust" 1>><<replace "#choices3">>I ignored the phone for a bit, still playing with myself.
It kept ringing.
*Ring ring*
I turned to it and shut it off.
<<s Author>>Oh shut up!<</s>> I exclaimed, still fucking myself roughly with the fake cock, wishing it was <<light Jerome>>'s.
<<s Jasmin>>Good girl.<</s>>
//Good girl. Just what he told her.//
I shuddered, the words having a huge effect on me, making me more pliable, more accepting. Our opened legs were entertwined, hooked on top of each other's.
I moaned louder and louder, my voice matched by my friend's. We were getting close.
<<picmid "events/jasminevents/mutual-masturbation2.jpg">>
*Ring ring*
<<s Author>>Shut up!<</s>> I turned the phone off once more.
<<light Jasmin>> chuckled.
<<s Jasmin>>You're just like me. A bitch.<</s>> She pointed out.
I moaned out loud as the orgasm washed over me out of nowhere, not quite expecting this sudden turn of events.
She moaned and joined me, our legs pushing against each other as our mutual masturbation came to its glorious climax. We moaned out in relief, pleasured and happy.
I felt my breath catch, still thinking of the naughty daddy <<light Jerome>> standing over us, cock still inside me.
<<s Jasmin>>Can't wait for you to try some of the real deal.<</s>>
//Can't wait to try it either.//
<<link "Call it a night" "Park">><<set $arousal to 0>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "I want to play with her" "Not submissive, open, or horny enough for this.">><</if>>
<<link "Better not engage">><<replace "#choices2">>Feeling that I need to put a limit of sorts to what was going on, I chose not to engage with her newest escalation, preferring to substract myself from this naughty activity she'd started engaging in. It was hot, just not for me.
<<s Author>>I think I'll pass on that.<</s>> I announced, taking my seat next to the pizza box.
She dejectedly shrugged before heading into her room, leaving me to my own thing as she searched for some pleasure of her own.
<<light Jasmin>> was a naughty person alright, but I felt like joining in would take things too far... At least just yet...
I let her do her thing as I started watching the Television and raising the volume to numb out the noise. Eventually, I preferred calling it a night and left her to her own devises when I noticed she didn't come out of her room.
I guess she's had a good Saturday evening after all!
<<link "Leave" "Park">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
</div>
<<else>>This is <<light Jasmin>>'s house. Time to hang out!
<<link "back" "Management">><</link>><</if>><<silently>><<repeat 1s>><<updatemeter 'Jasmin Friendship' `$Jasmin / $maxjasmin`>><</repeat>><</silently>><<set $metjasminday to true>><<if $metJasmin is false>><<include "Jasmin First Meeting">><<else>><center><div class="img__wrap"><img class="img__img" src="images/character/jasmin.jpg" width="220em" position="center"><p class="img__bgjas2"></p><p class="img__description"><center>
''Jasmin''
<img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'> BBC World: <<print $bbcworld>>
<<showmeter 'Jasmin Friendship' `$Jasmin / $maxjasmin`>></center></p></div>
<<if $jasminevent is 0>><<set $maxjasmin to 11>><<elseif $jasminevent is 1>><<set $maxjasmin to 21>><<elseif $jasminevent is 2>><<set $maxjasmin to 31>><<elseif $jasminevent is 3>><<set $maxjasmin to 41>><</if>>My friend <<light Jasmin>>, ever the confident, sultry character, greets me.<<if $Jasmin gte $maxjasmin>><<set $Jasmin to $maxjasmin>><br>My friendship with her has reached its peak, I need to do something special to evolve it now.<</if>>
<div id="talking"><div class="row"><div class="col-6 management">''The Usual Stuff'':
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/energy.png'>Hang Out" "School">><<less "energy" 1>><<addmins 30>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><</link>>
</div><div class="col-6">''One-Off Scenes'':
<<if $liked14 is true and $liked10 is false>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/energy.png'>Talk to Jasmin about the posts she shared">><<less "energy" 1>><<addmins 30>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<replace "#talking">><center><img src='images/events/jasminevents/bnwo-sharing.jpg' width='70%'></center>
<<s Author>>Hey Jasmin I don't quite understand why you shared this picture with me... What's the meaning of this exactly?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Look it'll take you a while to understand so please promise me you'lll simply ride the wave and see where it takes you? I promise it'll be worth it.<</s>>
<<s Author>>But what does it have to do with what we were seeing in history class?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>History is doomed to repeat itself, unless we learn from it. These posts show you of current trends. You'll understand in time, <<print $name>>, trust me.<</s>>
//Maybe she has a point... I guess I'll just keep seeing what she has shared with me for now...//
<<link "Back to School" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<elseif $AfricaInsta is 11>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/energy.png'>Talk to Jasmin about the BNWO">><<add "AfricaInsta" 1>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<less "energy" 1>><<addmins 30>><<replace "#talking">><center><img src='images/social-media/bnwo.jpg' height='500em'></center>
<<s Author>>This movement you were talking about is quite huge... You're right, the world is doing better by these marginalized communities<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>But...<</s>>
<<s Author>>But it could do more.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>I'm glad you finally see things my way.<</s>>
We smile at each other, two white sisters knowing of injustice in the world and knowing we had to fix it.
<<s Jasmin>>Question is... What are you going to do about it?<</s>>
//She's right... What can I do about it? I need to help raise awareness...//
<<link "Back to School" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<elseif $AfricaInsta gt 0>><<dark "Talk about the BNWO" "I better check more of the stuff she shared first.">><<elseif $AfricaInsta is 12>><<dark "Talk about the BNWO" "Already done that.">><<else>><<dark "Unknown scene" "I need to see a class scene first.">><</if>>
<<if $Jasmin gte 10 and $jasminevent is 0>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/energy.png'><img src='images/icons/energy.png'><img src='images/icons/energy.png'>Suggest we spend time at the park" "Jasmin Event 1">><<less "energy" 3>><<addhours 3>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "jasminevent" 1>><</link>><<elseif $jasminevent is 0>><<dark "Let's go to the park" "Friendship less than 10">><<else>><<dark "Let's go to the park" "Already done that.">><</if>>
<<if $Jasmin gte 30 and $jasminevent is 2 and $jasminmessagepre is 0>><<link "<img src='images/icons/energy.png'>She wants to talk">><<less "energy" 1>><<addmins 30>><<set $jasminmessagepre to 3>><<replace "#talking">><<s Jasmin>>I have something weird to ask, but you're the only person who can help.<</s>>
I looked at my friend, who immediately opened the subject that seemed to worry her.
<<s Author>>What is it?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>My father has an event on Saturday evening and he doesn't trust me to be home alone, he wanted me to ask one of my friends to join me.<</s>> She explained. <<if $johntrust gte 1>><<s Author>>And I don't know why, he trusts you.<</s>><</if>>
My friend was in need. I couldn't deny her the help.
<<s Author>>Count me in. Sleepover Saturday!<</s>> I was excited for the chance to hang out with my friend.
<<s Jasmin>>I may have a surprise or two prepared.<</s>> Her naughty smile told me she indeed had something planned for the evening. If it was anything like what she mentioned last time, it was going to be an interresting evening for sure!
<<link "Back to School" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<elseif $jasminevent lte 2>><<dark "Locked Event" "Friendship less than 30">><<elseif $jasminmessagepre is 3>><<dark "She wants to talk" "Already seen that">><<else>><<dark "She wants to talk" "Already done that.">><</if>></div></div>
<<link "Back to School" "School">><</link>></div></center><</if>><div class="row"><div class="col-4"><div class="img__wrap"><img class="img__img" src="images/character/jasmin.jpg" width="220em" position="center"><p class="img__bgjas2"></p><p class="img__description">
<center>''Jasmin''
<img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'> BBC World: <<print $bbcworld>>
<<showmeter 'Jasmin Friendship' `$Jasmin / $maxjasmin`>></center></p></div></div><div class="col-8 paddedleft"><<light Jasmin>> is a close friend that has always been vocal about Human Rights and Equality.
Her father is quite demanding, having lost his wife a long time ago.
She's involved with <<light Jerome>>, though I am not sure whether they are dating or it's something else.
<<if $jasminevent gte 2>>While she was grounded, I visited her at home and spent time with her; where she proposed that I join her relationship and what she has with <<light Jerome>>. I met her father there, who asked me to keep an eye on her.<br><<elseif $jasminevent gte 1>>I recently hung out with her after school at a park, where we talked about her activism. She portrays confidence, but needs reassuring herself.<br><</if>><<if visited("BLM") is 1>>I understand <<light Jasmin>>'s relation with <<light Jerome>> a bit better, but am stunned that they'd involve me the way they did.<br><<elseif visited("BLM") is 2>>We have created a video to promote the BLM movement as part of the HRC's activism.<br><<elseif $club.has('hrc')>>I have joined her Human Rights Club, where we organize and participate in events that promote justice and equality.<br><</if>><<if $metJasmin is false>>It's been a while since I saw <<light Jasmin>>. I should check up on her at school.<</if>>
<div id='info'></div></div></div>
<center>''Current Quests with <<light Jasmin>>:''
ACT -I-
<div class="row"><div class="col-3 management">''Milestones'':
<<if $jasminevent gte 1>><<dark "☑" "Friendship Milestone 10 - Achieved">><<elseif $jasminevent is 0 and $Jasmin gte 10>><<dark "☐" "Friendship Milestone 10 - Meet her at school.">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Friendship Milestone 10 - Unachieved">><</if>><<if $jasminevent gte 2>><<dark "☑" "Friendship Milestone 20 - Achieved">><<elseif $jasminmessagepre is 2>><<dark "☐" "Friendship Milestone 20 - Visit her home through the park">><<elseif $jasminevent is 1 and $Jasmin gte 20>><<link "☐">><<set $jasminmessage to 2>><<replace "#info">><<light Jasmin>> has been looking a bit down lately... Maybe I can send her a message?<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "☐" "Friendship Milestone 20 - Improve the friendship">><</if>><<if $jasminevent gte 3>><<dark "☑" "Friendship Milestone 30 - Achieved">><<elseif $jasminmessagepost is 3>><<dark "☐" "Friendship Milestone 30 - Visit Jasmin's house in the evening">><<elseif $jasminmessagepre is 3>><<dark "☐" "Friendship Milestone 30 - Wait till Saturday">><<elseif $jasminevent is 2 and $Jasmin gte 30>><<dark "☐" "Friendship Milestone 30 - Meet Jasmin at school (make sure sub is more than 30 or open is higher than 50 for the best outcomes)">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Friendship Milestone 30 - Improve the friendship">><</if>>
</div><div class="col-3 management">''Random Classes'':
<<if $dance.count("JeromeJasmin") is 0>><<dark "☐" "Dance Class - Unfinished">><<else>><<dark "☑" "Dance Class - Finished">><</if>><<if $class.count("History of Africa") is 0>><<dark "☐" "History of Africa Class - Unfinished">><<else>><<dark "☑" "History of Africa Class - Finished">><</if>><<if $class.count("Literary Influences") is 0>><<dark "☐" "Literary Influences Class - Unfinished">><<else>><<dark "☑" "Literary Influences Class - Finished">><</if>>
</div><div class="col-3 management">''Other Stuff'':
<<if $AfricaInsta gte 12>><<dark "☑" "BNWO Insta - All Content Seen">><<elseif $AfricaInsta gte 11>><<dark "☐" "Talk to her about it at school">><<elseif $AfricaInsta gte 1>><<dark "☐" "Keep seeing stuff she sends on Instagram">><<elseif visited("History of Africa") is 0>><<dark "☐" "Keep going to class.">><<elseif $AfricaInsta is 0>><<dark "■" "I have denied her Insta BNWO Content">><</if>>
<<if $club.has('hrc')>><<dark "☑" "HRC Content - Unlocked">><<if visited("HRCMall") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "HRC Mall Event - Finished">><<else>><<dark "☐" "HRC Mall Event - Unfinished">><</if>><<if visited("HRC") gte 4>><<dark "☑" "HRC Introductory Sessions - Finished">><<else>><<dark "☐" "HRC Introductory Sessions - Unfinished">><</if>><<if visited("BLM") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "HRC BLM Event 1 - Finished">><<else>><<dark "☐" "HRC BLM Event 1 - Unfinished">><</if>><<if visited("BLM") gte 2>><<dark "☑" "HRC BLM Event 2 - Finished">><<else>><<dark "☐" "HRC BLM Event 2 - Unfinished">><</if>><<if visited("HRC BLM Jail") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "HRC BLM Event 3 - Finished">><<elseif visited("BLM") gte 3>><<dark "☐" "HRC BLM Event 3 - Jasmin will pick me up at home on Sunday">><<else>><<dark "☐" "HRC BLM Event 3 - Unfinished">><</if>><<if visited("LGBT") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "HRC LGBT Event 1 - Finished">><<else>><<dark "☐" "HRC LGBT Event 1 - Unfinished">><</if>><<if visited("LGBT") gte 2>><<dark "☑" "HRC LGBT Event 2 - Finished">><<else>><<dark "☐" "HRC LGBT Event 2 - Unfinished">><</if>><<if visited("LGBT") gte 3>><<dark "☑" "HRC LGBT Event 3 - Finished">><<else>><<dark "■" "HRC LGBT Event 3 - Not Written Yet">><</if>><<elseif $club.has('HRC Denied')>><<dark "■" "HRC Content - Locked">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Join the HRC">><</if>>
</div><div class="col-3 management2">''Projects'':
<<if $group1 is "Jasmin and Jerome" and visited("Group Project 1") gte 4>><<dark "☑" "History Project - Finished">><<elseif $group1 is "Jasmin and Jerome">><<dark "☐" "History Project - still unfinished">><<elseif $group1 is "Unknown">><<dark "☐" "History Project - Team not chosen">><<else>><<dark "■" "History Project - Chose another team">><</if>>
</div></div></center><center><img src="images/events/jasminevents/lyingdown.avif" width="80%"></center>
It didn't take much to convince <<light Jasmin>> to join me in hanging out at the park, as she seemed overjoyed to be spending time with me.
<<s Jasmin>>Honestly, <<print $name>>, I didn't expect you to ask for this hangout.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Why not? You're my friend!<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>That's really sweet... But yeah it's not about us.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I don't understand, what is it about?<</s>>
She seemed sad, like something was weighing on her mind, a vision I hadn't seen in her before...
<<s Jasmin>>It's nothing big... I just always feel like an outsider you know...<</s>>
<<s Author>>But you're the life of the party! Everyone looks to you for guidance, you're president of the HRC... Is there anything that you can't do?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>That's sweet of you to say, but it's nothing related to those...<</s>>
I wanted to get to the bottom of this, but didn't want to press too much. I stayed silent, allowing her the room to share her thoughts.
<<s Jasmin>>It's just... I feel like I'm compensating, you know... Like things haven't really been true and authentic...<</s>>
<<s Author>>You're real, Jasmin. A bit too real sometimes, but convicted and honest. You don't back down from telling the truth.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>I don't know what the truth is anymore, honestly. Am I doing this just to get back at my father or...<</s>>
What sis her father have to do with this?
<<s Jasmin>>Sorry, I'm ranting. You don't care.<</s>>
<<s Author>>No, Jasmin. I do care.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>><<print $name>>what do you think? Am I going down the wrong path? Is what I am doing right?<</s>>
<<s Author>>You're always fighting for human rights, of course what you're doing is right.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>There are others that could do that instead of me... I feel like I am doing it for the wrong reasons...<</s>>
I had the opportunity to help my friend. channel her progression into something better or worse. It's not like life is in black and white, though, right?
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>Your actions are positive, fuck their cause">><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Honestly, Jasmin, it doesn't matter whether or not you're doing this for them, for yourself, or against your father or whatever. You're changing the world in a certain direction and your actions have weight! That's all that matters!<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>I guess you're right..<</s>>
<<s Author>>Your fight for the LGBT movement, your help to Jerome to overcome his own obstacles... It doesn't matter one bit what their cause is, it's the effect that matters.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Thanks, <<print $name>>. You're right. I am changing the world to be a better place, and it doesn't matter what reparations I have to pay or make my father pay. I will not tolerate a racist society.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Atta girl! Now can we lie down in silence, I wanna hear the birds for a bit<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>Rude.<</s>>
We smile at each other, enjoying the beautiful scenery for a while still before parting ways.
<<link "Finish" "Park">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>You're doing it, and it's good. That's all that matters.">><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>You're doing good things, it's haing a positive impact, and that's all that matters.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>What if the basis of it is wrong?<</s>>
<<s Author>>It might be, it might not be, but at the end of the day, you're doing something about it, and that's what matters.<</s>>
Nodding, <<light Jasmin>> maintains her silence, and we both spend the rest of our afternoon together enjoying our time, all the time up till her father calls her asking for her to head back home.
<<link "Finish" "Park">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'>Maybe you should look into that more...">><<less "open" 1>><<less "bbcworld" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>There's a reason behind your rebellious streak... Maybe you should look into it and solve the actual problem, and not react to it mindlessly...<</s>>
It was a harsh take, but I felt like <<light Jasmin>> needed to hear that and take it in.
<<s Jasmin>>I don't feel comfortable talking to my father about this honestly.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I know things haven't been easy with your father, especially growing up with him alone and all, but his protectiveness shouldn't be met with such strong reactions, you know><</s>>
She nods, somewhat convinced but unable to accept my wisdom just yet.
<<s Author>>Have you ever tried talking to him about it?<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>I have tried, but he's not the most talkative person out there.
I guess I can attempt a different angle...<</s>>
<<s Author>>Whatever it is, I am sure there is a logical explanation that will help you find closure, and stop that dangerous advocacy.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>But people need the help.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Not if there is noone to fight for them. I suggest you take things easy, Jasmin.<</s>>
<<s Jasmin>>As usual, you're right.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I'm too smart not to be.<</s>>
We spend the next couple of hours enjoying the good weather and talking about other, less important matters. Her father calls her near the end, asking her to head home and not to be late. We share a hug before parting ways.
<<link "Finish" "Park">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><<link "go back" "Mall">><</link>><<if $jasminmessage is 0>>There are no messages from<<light Jasmin>>right now.
<<link "go back" "Messages">><</link>><<elseif $jasminmessage is 1>><<set $jasminmessagepost to 1>><<set $jasminmessage to 0>>
<<say messagejasmin>>Beautiful Sunday! Are you excited for today?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Today? What's today?<</say>>
<<say messagejasmin>>The HRC rally, duh! Don't tell me you forgot!! We gotta be at the mall in time come on <<print $name>>!<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>I'm joking, I'm joking! I'll see you there!<</say>>
<<elseif $jasminmessage is 2>><<set $jasminmessage to 0>><<say messageauthor>>Hey <<light Jasmin>> hope all is well?<</say>>
<<say messagejasmin>>It's fine.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Is everything okay? You seem off...<</say>>
<<say messagejasmin>>I'm grounded.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Shoot! Here I was hoping we'd get to spend some time together.<</say>>
<<say messagejasmin>>That's sweet. I wish I could but my father isn't allowing me to leave the house.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Oh that's unfortunate...<</say>>
<<say messagejasmin>>How about you come?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Is that allowed?<</say>>
<<say messagejasmin>>What is he going to do? Kick you out?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Idk abt that...<</say>>
<<say messagejasmin>>Come on! Please?? I'm in desperate need of fun times!<</say>>
<div id="choices"><<say messageauthor>><<link "Go over">><<set $jasminmessagepre to 2>><<replace "#choices">><<say messageauthor>>Alright, count me in!<</say>>
<<say messagejasmin>>Yayyy!! That'll teach him!<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Oh boy what am I getting myself into?<</say>>
<<say messagejasmin>>Don't worry, it'll be fine!<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Yeah right!<</say>>
<<say messagejasmin>>You can reach me through the park. See you soon!<</say>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Maybe another time">><<set $jasminmessagepre to 2>><<replace "#choices">><<say messageauthor>>I'm not sure now is a good time...<</say>>
<<say messagejasmin>>I understand. Worth the shot.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>But I promise I'll visit another time!<</say>>
<<say messagejasmin>>What, are you hoping I stay grounded? :P<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Hah! Yeah sure.<</say>>
<<say messagejasmin>>Rude!<br>Come over anytime. You can reach me through the park.<</say>>
<</replace>><</link>><</say>></div>
<<elseif $jasminmessage is 3>><<set $jasminmessage to 0>><<set $jasminmessagepre to 0>><<set $jasminmessagepost to 3>><<say messagejasmin>>Hey friend! Still in for tonight right?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Sure, what time can I come over?<</say>>
<<say messagejasmin>>Anytime after 5PM.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>I'll see you then!<</say>>
<<say messagejasmin>>See you!<</say>>
<<elseif $jasminmessage is 4>><<set $jasminmessage to 0>><<messaging Jasmin>><<themcon>>Her friend.<</themcon>><<them>>My father told me about the project meeting I had with Mr. Oliver... Thanks for having my back.<</them>><<me>>Don't mention it babe. I hope you had a good time.<</me>><<them>>Always do around him!<</them>><<me>>I'm sure you do!<</me>><<them>>I should be doing more to thank you...<</them>><<me>>Like what?<</me>><<them>>How about this? <<HELLO picture>><</them>><<me>>Jasmin!<</me>><<them>>You're welcome.<</them>><</messaging>><<elseif $jasminmessage is 5>><<set $jasminmessage to 0>><<messaging Jasmin>><<them>>How dare you???<</them>><<me>>Sorry?<</me>><<themcon>>My father told me he knows about Jerome.<</themcon>><<themcon>>Told me you told him.<</themcon>><<themcon>>I trusted you.<</themcon>><<themcon>>Seriously, that was really fucking stupid of you.<</themcon>><<them>>I thought we were better friends than that.<</them>>//Jasmin left the convo//<</messaging>>
<<else>>No content! A bug must've happened.
<</if>>
<div id='sticky'><<link "<img src='images/icons/back-phone.png' width='40px' label='Back'>">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("", "pho");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Messages").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>></div><center><img src="images/character/leo.jpg" width="220em" position="center"><<set $metLeo to true>></center><<light Leo>> is a good friend. Different from the rest, he is a social butterfly that floats across social situations and seems to fit everywhere.
Spending time with him is easy, simple. However this new year's morning, there was a certain energy to him that was quite different.
<<s Leo>>This winter break was everything I needed to change things and start anew.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Start anew? What are you talking about?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>There's something oddly alluring about the new year, you know...
New year, new me.<</s>>
<<s Author>>What's wrong with the old you? I don't understand...<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Oh nothing's wrong! I've always told you everyone is who they are because that's how they were created. Nothing wrong with that at all.<</s>>
I waited for him to get to his point. He had sparkles in his eyes, there was a happiness to him that I hadn't seen before.
<<s Leo>>But every butterfly needs to enter its cocoon and change, become more of itself.<</s>>
<<s Author>>That's worms, Leo. Are you telling me you're finally having your puberty?<</s>>
His stunned reaction makes me laugh for a bit.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/masc.png'>Maybe he could change, become more manly.">><<add "alphabeta" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Look there's no denying that you are not the manliest man out there. If this new year's resolution helps you become more of that and find yourself better then by all means, go for it. Who knows, maybe then you'll get your pick of the ladies or dudes.<</s>>
His sly smile tells me something about where his head is at. Butterfly <<light Leo>> doesn't want to stand on the sidelines anymore, he wants to get his hands dirty. It would be interesting to see where this journey would take him...
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/nb.png'>The way he is right now is perfect.">><<add "Leo" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>There's nothing wrong with how you are right now, Leo. I know I would kill to be able to fit into any social situation the way you do! It's an asset, not a failure. You're already a butterfly.<</s>>
Although my argument is contrary to his new year's realizations, they seem to influence something in him. I can see in his eyes the spark of understanding.
<<light Leo>> is perfect the way he is.
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'>Maybe finally embracing his feminine side is the way to go.">><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<replace "#choices">>//There was always something oddly alluring about my friend. Yet he never really embraced one side of himself, always on the ledge. And if he was at a point where he could be swayed, why not help him get there?//
<<s Author>>There's nothing wrong with being more feminine you know.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>What?<</s>>
<<s Author>>It's just that it's a strength for you, you know? Even if you don't see it in yourself, this kindness you have comes from not following the path society expects of you. Embrace that difference.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>So you're telling me not to change.<</s>>
Time to hit the nail on its head.
<<s Author>>I'm telling you to change, but not in the way you think is best, but in the way that fits you best. Embrace your uniqueness.<</s>>
He nods, somewhat understanding my point of view. I smile to myself.
//It will be interesting to see where this path will take my friend...//
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
</div><<set $metleoday to true>><<silently>><<repeat 1s>><<updatemeter 'Leo Friendship' `$Leo / $maxleo`>><<set $alphabetameter to $alphabeta + 50>><<updatemeter 'LeoFem' `$alphabetameter / $maxfem`>><</repeat>><</silently>><<if $metLeo is false>><<include "Leo First Meeting">><<else>><center><<pic Leo>><</pic>>
<<if $leoevent is 0>><<set $maxleo to 11>><<elseif $leoevent is 1>><<set $maxleo to 21>><<elseif $leoevent is 2>><<set $maxleo to 31>><<elseif $leoevent is 3>><<set $maxleo to 41>><</if>><<if $Leo gte 20 and $leoevent is 1>>I see <<light Leo>> rushing into the girls' toilets, obviously sad and defeated. Let's <<link "see what's up<img src='images/icons/energy.png'><img src='images/icons/energy.png'>" "LeoEvent2">><<addhours 2>><<add "leoevent" 1>><<less "energy" 2>><</link>><<else>>Friendly social butterfly <<light Leo>> greets me warmly.<<if $Leo gte $maxleo>><<set $Leo to $maxleo>><<if $Leo gte 10 and $leoevent is 0>>I feel like doing something more with him...<</if>><</if>>
<div id="talking"><div class="row"><div class="col-6 management">''The Usual Stuff'':
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/energy.png'>Hang Out" "School">><<less "energy" 1>><<addmins 30>><<add "Leo" 1>><</link>>
</div><div class="col-6">''One-Off Scenes'':
<<if $leoworkout is 0>><<link "<img src='images/icons/energy.png'><img src='images/icons/energy.png'>Suggest Working Out with Leo" "Leoworkout">><<addhours 2>><<less "energy" 2>><<set $visitedgym to true>><<set $workoutweek to true>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Suggest Working Out with Leo" "We already do that every Wednesday and Sunday">><</if>>
<<if $Leo gte 10 and $leoevent is 0>><<link "<img src='images/icons/energy.png'><img src='images/icons/energy.png'>Let's do something more" "LeoEvent1">><<addhours 2>><<less "energy" 2>><<add "leoevent" 1>><</link>><<elseif $Leo lt 10>><<dark "Let's do something more" "Not close enough">><<elseif $Leo gte 10>><<dark "Let's do something more" "Already done that.">><</if>>
<<if $friendsevents.has("leofem1open") and visited("LeoFem1") is 0>><<link "He wants to talk" "LeoFem1">><<addmins 30>><</link>><<elseif visited("LeoFem1") gte 1>><<dark "He wants to talk" "Already done that.">><<elseif $alphabeta lte 0>><<dark "Locked option" "Keep feminizing him">><</if>>
<<if $friendsevents.has("leofem2open") and visited("LeoFem2") is 0>><<link "He's wearing something different..." "LeoFem2">><<addmins 30>><</link>><<elseif visited("LeoFem2") gte 1>><<dark "He's wearing something different..." "Already done that.">><<elseif $alphabeta lte 0>><<dark "Locked option" "Keep feminizing him">><</if>>
<<if $valentine.has('Leo Talk 1') and $valentine.count('Leo Talk 2') is 0>><<link "<img src='images/icons/energy.png'>Talk to Leo about the valentine party" "Leo Valentine Talk">><<pickup $valentine 'Leo Talk 2' 1>><<drop $valentine 'Leo Talk 1' 1>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>><<elseif GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Jan">><<dark "Locked Scene" "Wait for February, Valentine is coming.">><<elseif $valentine.has("Leo Talk 2")>><<dark "Talk to Leo about the valentine party" "Already done that.">><<elseif GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Feb">><<dark "Valentine Event" "I need to reach out by message first.">><</if>></div></div>
<<link "Back to School" "School">><</link>></div><</if>></center><</if>><div class="row"><div class="col-4"><div class="img__wrap"><img class="img__img" src="images/character/leo.jpg" width="220em" position="center"><p class="img__bgleo2"></p><p class="img__description"><center>
''Leo''
<<showmeter 'LeoFem' `$alphabetameter / $maxfem`>>
<<showmeter 'Leo Friendship' `$Leo / $maxleo`>></center></p></div></div><div class="col-8 paddedleft"><<light Leo>> is a close friend whose a social butterfly, friendly with everyone yet close to noone.
<<if $alphabeta gt 20>><<light Leo>>'s body is shaping up quite well recently. He's been growing more masculine with each passing day.<br><<elseif $alphabeta gt 10>><<light Leo>> had a wardrobe malfunction at gym recently. His free-balling caught a few wandering eyes.<br><<elseif $alphabeta lt -20>><<light Leo>>'s body has been shaping up quite well recently. He's been growing more feminine by the day.<br><<elseif $alphabeta lt -10>><<light Leo>> had a small wardrobe problem at our gym workout. I helped him with a pair of my own panties.<br><<else>>His journey of self-discovery has just begun, and he has a long road ahead, but I think I can guide him towards a better way.<br><</if>><<if $leoevent gte 2>><<light Leo>> had some issues at school with a bunch of bullies. I was there to console him.<br><<elseif $leoevent gte 1>><<light Leo>> hasn't been himself lately. His parents seem to be having some difficulties, but I am not sure what the problem really is...<br><</if>><<if $leoworkout gte 1 and $leoworkout lte 14>><<light Leo>> and I workout at the gym together every Wednesday and Sunday.<br><</if>><<if $metLeo is false>><<light Leo>>, just like me, doesn't do much at school. Maybe talking to him will help us both?<br><</if>><<if $leomessage is 2>><<light Julio>> reached out to me about <<light Leo>>. I need to talk to him and see if he'd be open to dress unconventionally.<</if>>
<div id='info'></div></div></div>
<center>''Current Quests with <<light Leo>>:''
ACT -I-
<div class="row"><div class="col-3 management">''Milestones'':
<<if $leoevent gte 1>><<dark "☑" "Friendship Milestone 10 - Achieved">><<elseif $leoevent is 0 and $Leo gte 10>><<dark "☐" "Friendship Milestone 10 - Meet him at school">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Friendship Milestone 10 - Improve the friendship">><</if>><<if $leoevent gte 2>><<dark "☑" "Friendship Milestone 20 - Achieved">><<elseif $leoevent is 1 and $Leo gte 20>><<dark "☐" "Friendship Milestone 20 - Meet at school">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Friendship Milestone 20 - Improve the Friendship">><</if>><<if $leoevent gte 3>><<dark "☑" "Friendship Milestone 30 - Achieved">><<elseif $leoevent is 2 and $Leo gte 30>><<if $alphabeta gte 25 or $alphabeta lte -25>><<link "☐">><<set $leomessage to 7>><<replace "#info">>Let's reach out to <<light Leo>> with a message on my phone.<</replace>><</link>><<elseif $alphabeta gt -25 and $alphabeta lt 25>><<dark "☐" "Friendship Milestone 30 - His character needs more definition (masc or fem).">><</if>><<else>><<dark "☐" "Friendship Milestone 30 - Improve the friendship">><</if>>
<<if visited("LW Lockers") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "Masc/Fem Milestone 10 - Achieved">><<elseif $alphabeta lte -10 or $alphabeta gte 10>><<dark "☐" "Masc/Fem Milestone 10 - Workout at the Gym with him">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Masc/Fem Milestone 10 - Keep the gender pressure">><</if>><<if visited("LeoFem1") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "Fem Milestone 15 - Achieved">><<elseif $friendsevents.has("leofem1open")>><<dark "☐" "Fem Milestone 15 - Meet him at school">><<elseif $alphabeta lte 0>><<dark "☐" "Fem Milestone 15 - Keep the gender pressure">><<else>><<dark "■" "Fem Milestone 15 - Not on the right track">><</if>><<if visited("LW Gluting") gte 4>><<dark "☑" "Masc/Fem Milestone 20 - Achieved">><<elseif $alphabeta lte -20 or $alphabeta gte 20>><<dark "☐" "Masc/Fem Milestone 20 - Workout at the Gym with him">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Masc/Fem Milestone 20 - Keep the gender pressure">><</if>><<if visited("LeoFem2") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "Fem Milestone 25 - Achieved">><<elseif $friendsevents.has("leofem2open")>><<dark "☐" "Fem Milestone 25 - Meet him at school">><<elseif $alphabeta lte 0>><<dark "☐" "Fem Milestone 25 - Keep the gender pressure">><</if>><<if visited("LeoMall") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "Masc/Fem Milestone 30 - Achieved">><<elseif $Leo lt 30>><<dark "☐" "Masc/Fem Milestone 30 - Become closer friends.">><<elseif $alphabeta gte 30 or $alphabeta lte -30>><<dark "☐" "Masc/Fem Milestone 30 - Check friendship events.">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Fem Milestone 25 - Keep the gender pressure">><</if>><<if $friendsevents.has("leogen3")>><<dark "☑" "Masc/Fem Milestone 35 - Achieved">><<elseif $alphabeta gte 35 or $alphabeta lte -35>><<link "☐">><<set $leomessage to 6>><<replace "#info">><<light Leo>> sent us a message! Let's check it out.<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "☐" "Masc/Fem Milestone 35 - Keep the gender pressure">><</if>>
</div><div class="col-3 management">''Random Classes'':
<<if $dance.count("EvaLeo") is 0>><<dark "☐" "Dance Class - Unfinished">><<else>><<dark "☑" "Dance Class - Finished">><</if>><<if $class.count("Ancient Theater") is 0>><<dark "☐" "Ancient Theater Class - Unfinished">><<else>><<dark "☑" "Ancient Theater Class - Finished">><</if>><<if $class.count("Biology and Bodies") lt 2>><<dark "☐" "Biology and Bodies Class - Unfinished">><<else>><<dark "☑" "Biology and Bodies Class - Finished">><</if>><<if $class.count("Genitalia and Differences") is 0>><<dark "☐" "Genitalia and Differences Class - Unfinished">><<else>><<dark "☑" "Genitalia and Differences Class - Finished">><</if>><<if $group2 is "Eva and Leo" and $class.count('Expressive Dancing') is 0>><<dark "☐" "Music Video Dancing Class - Unfinished">><<elseif $group2 is "Eva and Leo" and $class.count('Expressive Dancing') is 1>><<dark "☑" "Music Video Dancing Class - Finished">><<elseif $group2 is "Eric and Samuel">><<dark "■" "Chose another team for the Music Video Project">><<elseif GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Jan">><<dark "☐" "Group choice for next month.">><</if>>
</div><div class="col-3 management">''Other Stuff'':
<<if $leoworkout gte 1>><<dark "☑" "Leo Workout - Unlocked">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Leo Workout - Suggest it at school">><</if>>
<<if $leoworkout gte 1>><<if visited("LW Into Him") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "LW Into Him - First Session Finished">><<else>><<dark "☐" "LW Into Him - First Session Unfinished">><</if>><<if visited("LW Into Him") gte 2>><<dark "☑" "LW Into Him - Second Session Finished">><<else>><<dark "☐" "LW Into Him - Second Session Unfinished">><</if>><<if visited("LW Into Him") gte 3>><<dark "☑" "LW Into Him - Third Session Finished">><<elseif visited("LW Into Him") gte 2 and visited("LW Lockers") is 0>><<dark "☐" "LW Into Him - Achieve Masc/Fem Milestone 10 First">><<else>><<dark "☐" "LW Into Him - Third Session Unfinished">><</if>><<if visited("LW Gluting") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "LW Gluting - First Session Finished">><<else>><<dark "☐" "LW Gluting - First Session Unfinished">><</if>><<if visited("LW Gluting") gte 2>><<dark "☑" "LW Gluting - Second Session Finished">><<else>><<dark "☐" "LW Gluting - Second Session Unfinished">><</if>><<if visited("LW Gluting") gte 3>><<dark "☑" "LW Gluting - Third Session Finished">><<elseif visited("LW Gluting") gte 2 and $leoevent lt 2>><<dark "☐" "LW Gluting - Achieve Friendship Milestone 20 First">><<else>><<dark "☐" "LW Gluting - Third Session Unfinished">><</if>>
<</if>>
</div><div class="col-3 management2">''Projects'':
<<if $group1 is "Julio and Leo" and visited("Group Project 1") gte 4>><<dark "☑" "History Project - Finished">><<elseif $group1 is "Julio and Leo">><<dark "☐" "History Project - Unfinished">><<elseif $group1 is "Unknown">><<dark "☐" "History Project - Team not chosen">><<else>><<dark "■" "History Project - Chose another team">><</if>>
<<if $group2 is "Eva and Leo" and visited("Group Project 2") gte 4>><<dark "☑" "Music Video Project - Finished">><<elseif $group2 is "Eva and Leo">><<dark "☐" "Music Video Project - Unfinished">><<elseif
GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Jan">><<dark "☐" "Music Video Project - Upcoming Month">><<elseif $group2 is "Unknown">><<dark "☐" "Music Video Project - team not chosen">><<else>><<dark "■" "Music Video Project - Chose another team">><</if>>
</div></div></center><<if visited(passage()) is 1>><div id="continue"><<s Author>>Hey friend! How's it going?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Hey <<print $name>>! All is well. I guess...<</s>>
<<s Author>>Are you sure?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Yeah yeah... I mean I don't have anything going for me but it's going okay I guess.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Okay we definitely need to hang out now. Come on, let's go.<</s>>
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<<s Author>>So what's up with you?<</s>>
We were walking along the streets of our town in tandem, conversing as we moved along the beautiful architectural scenery, taking in the little amount of sun that we could in this season.
<<s Leo>>I'm not entirely sure... Everything is a blur, and I honestly don't have much to count on.<</s>>
<<s Author>>You know you can trust me. Talk to me<</s>>
He seemed honestly confused, something weighing heavy on his mind as he struggled to make sense of the things that were happening to him it seemed.
<<s Leo>>I'm not sure where I'm headed in life. Everyone else is almost certain of what universities they're applying for and where life is taking them, and I am stuck here with a cheating mom, unable to get anything going for me that would help me with my future.<</s>>
Something rang differently to me in his whole speech.
<<s Author>>What do you mean, cheating mom?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>That's all you care for in what I said?<</s>>
<<s Author>>No it isn't, I'm sorry.<</s>>
//How can I make him feel better about himself?//
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'>You're unique, and you should follow that path. That's what will help you most.">><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Honestly, Leo, universities also care about your story. About who you are. And who you are is someone unique, capable of amazing things with a deeper meaning that you or anyone else give you credit for.<</s>>
His emotions evident, I can see a smile start to form on his face.
<<s Leo>>You really mean that?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yes I do. Despite what anyone else tries to say about you, I know that you're on a beautiful path and I am excited to see the direction in which you're headed. That's why I really believe in you and your potential. You are great and I am sure you will achieve great things in your life.<</s>>
I don't know why I felt compelled to keep talking, to give him the confidence boost he definitely needed. Something about the way he portrays himself tells me he shouldn't care about what people think, and seeing him in that state of mind just felt wrong.
<<s Author>>You're growing into such a beautiful thing, and it's a joy to see. Just keep going in that direction!<</s>>
Supporting him through that, I keep walking alongside my friend across the beautiful winding streets, another topic burning in my mind.
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/nb.png'>I'm in the same boat as you are.">><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Look I really understand where you're coming from. I'm in the same boat as you are.<</s>> I tell him, bearing my emotions to him as he has with me.
<<s Author>>I really don't know what tomorrow might hold, and every day something new happens. I sometimes feel as if even in my conversations with people I am making the wrong choices you know! It's difficult to really know right from wrong, so I totally get your confusion, and the more thigns evolve the more complicated they're going to be.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Exactly. It's like whatever you do you're doing something wrong, and doom is right around the corner.<</s>>
<<s Author>>But we shouldn't let our fear of striking out keep us from playing the game you know...<</s>> I look at him, him looking back at me. There is some sort of understanding.
<<s Leo>>You also shouldn't let your forgetting about the game keep you from playing... The Game.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Oh screw you!<</s>>
I give him a playful slap on the shoulder, walking alongside my friend across the beautiful winding streets, another topic burning in my mind.
<<link "Continue" "LeoEvent1">><<addmins 10>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/masc.png'>It's never too late to redefine yourself.">><<add "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Hey at least you know something is wrong and can work towards fixing it!<</s>>
<<s Leo>>What do you mean?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I mean it's never too late to redefine yourself and find what makes you tick, what really makes you the best version of yourself despite the challenges you might face...<</s>>
<<s Leo>>You know what, you're right!<</s>>
<<s Author>>Hell yeah I am! Your worth is not defined by whatever people think or feel about you, you're the one who chooses what your life will look like and works towards it. Eventually, with enough work, you'll find what you need and people will naturally gravitate towards you!<</s>>
He smiles, taking my words as divine teaching, eager to accept them as truth.
Supporting him through that, I keep walking alongside my friend across the beautiful winding streets, another topic burning in my mind.
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<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>>Continuing our way down the breathtaking scenery, I feel the nagging of the question on the back of my mind demanding an answer to it, asking to be satisfied:
<<s Author>>I know it might be a challenging topic to broach, but I do feel like it would help you to talk about it... You mentioned something about cheating?<</s>>
I was trying to be calm about it, reaching out to a friend in need.
<<s Leo>>Yeah... It's fresh still, but I found out like a few days ago and don't know how to deal with the whole thing.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Do you wanna talk about it?<</s>>
<<s Leo>> I'm not sure I know everything there is about it.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Hey as you wish, but know I am here for you.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I just don't understand why she would do something like this? I know my dad isn't around that often and like not the strongest man out there but like... Why would she ask for these pics you know?<</s>>
There seemed to be a lot on his mind. Obviously it wasn't enough that he was going through all these things at school and for his future, but even at home things weren't that calm it seemed.
<<s Leo>>It's unimportant for now. I'm sure she'll come to her senses and stop it soon.<</s>>
Even if he was saying it, his tone suggested he wasn't as hopeful as he'd have liked to be.
Unable to further aid him at the moment, we eventually each go our separate way, deciding to call it a day.
//Poor guy... I hope things will look up for him...//
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<</if>><div id="continue"><<s Author>>Leo? Is everything okay?<</s>>
I had followed him into the toilets, who were thankfully empty. Their cries were heard across the stalls and their whole mood seemed downtrodden, uncontrolled.
They didn't seem to have heard me. I decided to repeat myself:
<<s Author>>Leo?? Are you okay?<</s>>
His cries slowing just a bit, he called out:
<<s Leo>><<print name>>? Eum yeah yeah all is - ok.<</s>> Yet he continued his sniffles, attempting - and somehow failing - to control themselves.
I gave him a small moment, before talking again.
<<s Author>>There's no shame about sharing with friends. I'm here for you Leo.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>No seriously, I'm fine.<</s>>
His sniffles told another story.
<<s Author>>I understand.<</s>> I took a breath. <<s Author>>Take your time in there, I'll make sure noone bothers you.<</s>>
I started heading out of the place, intending to stand guard in front of it for my friend to finish his thing. He called out just before I reached the door.
<<s Leo>>Can you- <<print $name>> can you pass me some tissue papers? There are none in this stall.<</s>>
His voice, soft, was pleading. I helped my friend.
<<link "Continue">><<replace "#continue">>I was seated on the adjacent stall's toilet seat, having passed the tissue paper to my friend from under the stall. The silence was broken in short intervals as <<light Leo>> was sniffing, trying to control his tears.
I sat there, listening, calm.
<<s Leo>>You're still here?<</s>> He asked, his voice betraying deep emotions.
<<s Author>>You're my friend, Leo. Where else would I be?<</s>>
I replied with a compassionate tone, not before switching tacts:
<<s Author>>You do know that you're in the women's bathroom, right?<</s>>
A small silence finds place, before my friend speaks out again: <<s Leo>>The stalls are much cleaner...<</s>>
I give a small shuckle, imitated by my next-stall friend.
<<s Author>>I can only imagine what you look like.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>You don't want to see!<</s>> He quips.
For a moment, all one could hear is our laughter softly filling the deserted bathroom.
<<s Author>>So what's got you like this?<</s>>
I kept silent, waiting for his answer.
<<s Leo>>They were making fun of the new guy. I stood up to them.<</s>>
<<light Leo>> was never the kind to stand up to people or to put himself in danger. The social butterfly doesn't want to stand aside anymore it seems...
<<s Author>>Seriously?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I know you're expecting something bigger, but I just... I couldn't stay calm and they were really inconsiderate.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Leo that's amazing, you're amazing. What happened after?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Well, once you get in their face they become even more aggressive I guess. <<if $leoworkout gte 5>>They tried to shove me back, but I stood my ground. I couldn't let them get to the guy... So they called me names, resorted to tricks and kicked me... There...<<else>>I tried to stand my ground but they just pushed me down. Called me names. I don't know why they just kept going... One of them kicked me in the nuts.<</if>><</s>>
Hearing my friend recall this encounter, I felt really bad for him.
<<s Author>>Leo I'm so sorry... You did the right thing.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>It doesn't feel like the right thing.<</s>>
<<s Author>>There's easy and there's right.<</s>>
Silence.
<<s Author>>Will you come out so I can see you, help you get better?<</s>>
Another silence. A sigh. He's standing and opening his door. I leave my own stall.
Walking out from his stall, I can see his red eyes, tears dried but some still hanging on his face. He looks like a wreck honestly.
<<s Author>>You look great.<</s>> I joke, eliciting a laugh from my friend.
<<s Author>>Come on, let's get you sorted.<</s>>
His sweet smile carries as I help him fix himself in front of the mirrors, aiding him in his plight.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/fem.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>Isn't this fun?">><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Commenting on the whole fixing ourselves thing, I point out:
<<s Author>>Isn't this fun?<</s>>
He looks at me, smiles sweetly.
<<s Leo>>Yeah it is. Your mirrors are different.<</s>> He comments.
<<s Author>>Different?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Yeah, bigger, cleaner.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Well yeah they're essential for us to fix ourselves.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Especially after boys make you cry.<</s>>
I look at him. Smile.
<<s Author>>Yeah. Exactly. Fuck men.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Amen, sister!<</s>> He laughs.
A short while later, I head out, and seeing the coast is clear, call him out as well. We separate.
//Poor guy. I better make sure he's okay once I'm back home.//
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<<link "No big comment">><<replace "#choices">>Not wanting to make things any more awkward than they might feel to him, I kept my cool and bit my tongue.
Time passed slowly as I aided him and fixed his clothing, showing him confidence in my eyes.
<<s Leo>>Thanks, <<print $name>>.<</s>>
<<s Author>>It's gonna be okay.<</s>>
Shortly thereafter, I head out, and seeing that the coast is clear, call him out as well. We each go our separate way.
//Poor guy. I better make sure he's okay once I'm back home.//
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/masc.png'>You did the manly thing.">><<add "alphabeta" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>You did the right choice, Leo. The manly thing.<</s>> I tell him, looking to instill him with confidence.
He doesn't seen as certain of it as I am.
<<s Leo>>Doesn't feel like it, here I am tail between the legs in the women's bathroom.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Who cares? I certainly don't!<</s>> I am quick to reply, wanting to nip it in the bud.
<<s Author>>You did something even the manliest men would be scared to do. It wasn't about being outnumbered or being stronger, it was about the right thing. And that's what you did, regardless of the consequence.<</s>>
I was certain of my statement, and needed him to be so too.
He looked at me with clear calculations taking place in his eyes, before giving a smile and nod. I smiled back, confident my mission had been accomplished.
<<s Author>>Come on, let's get you out of here, man.<</s>> I laugh at him, heading out to make sure the coast is clear.
Seeing no one outside, I called him out. We share a warm embrace then each head our own way.
//Poor guy. I better make sure he's okay once I'm back home.//
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<</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>></div><<light Leo>> seemed nervous as he approached me in the school's hallways, wanting to talk.
I smiled at him as I greeted him.
<<s Leo>>Hey about last time at the gym...<</s>>
<<s Author>>Don't mention it, anything for a friend.<</s>>
He smiled sweetly.
<<s Leo>>I cleaned the... garment. It's in my bag.<</s>>
<<light Leo>> was blushing, I couldn't help but smile at him.
<<s Author>>No it's okay you can keep it. You never know when's the next time you might need it because yours are missing.<</s>>
I teased, and he turned a new shade of deeper red.
<<s Leo>>I... I won't need to... But I guess...<</s>>
<<s Author>>Hey Leo. It's weird for me to wear it again after it touched your balls. It's yours.<</s>>
He gave a shuckle, then nodded.
<<s Leo>>Okay... okay deal that makes sense.<</s>>
Leaving it at that, we each headed in our own direction. I was smiling to myself at this recent advancement with his naughty little secret.
<<link "Leave" "School">><<add "Leo" 1>><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<addmins 30>><</link>>As I made my way across the corridors, I noticed <<light Leo>> placing his books in his locker, facing away from me. My eyes drifted over his improved figure, as they landed on the underwear line behind his pants. He was unmistakably wearing tight clothes with a clear pantyline. I had to check.
<<s Author>>Hey friend, how's it going?<</s>>
I approached him, he had a small jolt as he didn't expect my approach.
<<s Leo>>Why do you always like sneaking up on me?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Someone's on edge!<</s>> I smiled, <<s Author>>Can I ask you a question?<</s>> I looked around to check no one was listening to us.
<<s Leo>>Of course, what is it?<</s>> He had closed the locker door and turned to face me.
<<s Author>>How do they feel?<</s>>
I saw recognition in his eyes for but a moment, before he switched to a denying face:
<<s Leo>>How does what feel?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Snug, comfortable. Right?<</s>> I asked, urging him to agree.
He looked at me in the eyes, took a breather, then spoke.
<<s Leo>>Yes. They feel good.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I'm glad you like them. Maybe some day I can help you pick up some of your own, new ones.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I... I'd like that.<</s>> He admitted, blushing slightly but also grateful in the tone of his voice.
I nodded at him, then took my leave. I couldn't wait to help him out of his shell like that!
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<<include "LM Random">><<if visited("LM lisaespana") gte 1>><<dark "Lisa Espana's Underwear" "Already went here">><<else>><<link "Lisa Espana's Underwear" "LM lisaespana">><<addhours 1>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>><</if>> | <<if visited("LM pablorabonne") gte 1>><<dark "Pablo Rabonne Clothing" "Already went here">><<else>><<link "Pablo Rabonne Clothing" "LM pablorabonne">><<addhours 1>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>><</if>> | <<if visited("LM creamart") gte 1>><<dark "Cream Art Coffee" "Already went here">><<else>><<link "Cream Art Coffee" "LM creamart">><<addmins 30>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>><</if>> | <<if visited("LM bloomnrose") gte 1>><<dark "Bloom & Rose" "Already went here">><<else>><<link "Bloom & Rose" "LM bloomnrose">><<addhours 1>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>><</if>>
<<if visited("LM rest") gte 1>><<dark "Rest for a bit" "Already did that">><<elseif visited("LM pablorabonne") gte 1>><<link "Rest for a bit" "LM rest">><<addmins 30>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Rest for a bit" "We're not tired yet">><</if>>
<<link "Done for the day">><<replace "#LeoMall">>I have had enough fun with my friend <<light Leo>>, ready to move on with my day.
<<s Author>>Hey Leo, hope you enjoyed yourself.<</s>> I hugged him as we were getting ready to separate.
<<s Leo>>It was more than I could hope for. Thank you.<</s>> He announced, hugging me back, tightly.
<<s Author>>I can't wait to see you in your new clothes!<</s>> I announced, eager to see how he'd turn out.
<<s Leo>>Me neither.<</s>> He smiled, before we each headed our own way.
<<if visited("LM creamart") gte 1>><<s Author>>And don't forget to give that guy a call!<</s>> I shouted as I moved away, seeing him blush at the reminder.<</if>>
//Today was a good day.//
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</div><<if visited("LeoMall") is 1>><<RE "character/leo.jpg">><<s Leo>>Hey friend! What's on the plan for today?<</s>> Leo greeted me with a smile.
<<s Author>>There's a lot to choose from. Don't worry, you'll be a changed person by the end of this.<</s>><</RE>>
<<elseif visited("LeoMall") is 3>><<RE "character/leo.jpg">>Our time together is bringing us closer, and I feel myself warming up to my friend.<<add "Leo" 1>><</RE>>
<<elseif visited("LM creamart") gte 1 and $friendsevents.count("leoreacttoca") is 0>><<pickup $friendsevents "leoreacttoca" 1>><<RE "character/leo.jpg">><<light Leo>> is beeming with confidence after the latest encounter at Creamart Coffee.<</RE>>
<<elseif visited("LM pablorabonne") gte 1 and $friendsevents.count("leodapper") is 0>><<pickup $friendsevents "leodapper" 1>><<if $alphabeta gte 30>><<RE "character/leo.jpg">><<light Leo>> looks amazing in his new clothing, a handsome sight indeed!<</RE>><<else>><<RE "character/leo.jpg">><<light Leo>> looks amazing in his new clothing, an attractive sight indeed!<</RE>><</if>>
<<else>><<RE "character/leo.jpg">>Spending time with my friend, we try to see what our next stop would be...<</RE>><</if>><<pichead "locations/creamart.jpg">>
Arriving at Cream Art, <<if $work.has("creamart")>>my place of employment, <</if>>we grab ourselves a seat a bit deeper in the place after ordering our drinks.
<<s Author>>So how are things with the parents?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Same old. It's nice that you asked me out, I was definitely going to see them argue over nothing had I stayed.<</s>> He commented, nursing his drink slowly.
<<s Author>>That bad, huh?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Sometimes I wish they were divorced, things would've been a lot easier if they were.<</s>>
He spoke honestly, and I could feel pain in his tone.
<<s Leo>>Alas, I'm one of the lucky few with parents still together, a perfect household!<</s>> He joked.
<<light Leo>> seemed to always find humor in the situations he found himself in. We had that in common.
Spending the next few moments drinking and enjoying the vibes, we let time pass for a while.
I looked behind him, and noticed someone eyeing him up. The dude was a twink, just like my friend, and seemed to have taken an interest in him. He noticed me looking. I smiled at him.
<<s Leo>>What are you smiling at?<</s>> My friend asked, intrigued.
<<s Author>>Don't turn just yet, but someone has taken a liking to you.<</s>>
<<light Leo>>'s eyebrow raised. He was intrigued. Slowly, he adjusted his seating to have a look.
<<s Leo>>Who?<</s>> He was curious.
<<s Author>>The twink in the red shirt.<</s>> I answered, just as the stranger noticed the two of us looking at him.
<<light Leo>> worriedly averted his eyes.
The twink approached.
<<s stranger>>Hey I'm sorry for this approach but you're... Really pretty. I figured I'd give you my number. I don't usually do that but like... You're hot.<</s>> He explained.
<<light Leo>> turned a few shades of red, almost as striking as the shirt the stranger wore.
I smiled at the whole story developping in front of us.
As the guy left and <<light Leo>> looked at the number he received from him, I interjected:
<<s Author>>Are you going to give him a call?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I don't know...<</s>>
<<link "Leave" "LeoMall">><</link>><<s Leo>>You know, I've never been on a date...<</s>>
<<light Leo>> and I were seated on a bench, watching people pass us by as we took a breather from our shopping.
<<s Author>>That's not the end of the world. Besides, with your new clothes it won't be long before you do.<</s>> I smiled at him, confident about his improved appearance.
<<s Leo>>Yeah I know, but I figured it'd happen by now...<</s>> He took a moment, before asking, <<s Leo>>Waht about you?<</s>>
<<s Author>>What about me?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Anyone in particular looking at you or that you're interested in?<</s>>
<div id='choices'><<if $Eric gte 20>><<link "Eric has been trying to get close.">><<add "Eric" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Well honestly, Eric has been trying to get close to me.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>What's his story by the way? He appeared sort of out of nowhere...<</s>> My friend commented.
<<s Author>>We used to go to the same middle school. He used to be a nerd sort of. Bullied, to the sides.<</s>> I made a trip down memory lane, remembering those moments.
<<s Author>>He left with his mother elsewhere when his parents separated, and apparently had to do a lot to help her live.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>You seem to be fond of him too.<</s>>
I noticed that my gaze was distant as I recalled what he'd told me.
<<s Author>>Well there's something about him, I don't know really.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Wouldn't be bad to try it out, don't you think? It should be interesting.<</s>> My friend recommended, smiling at me.
<<s Author>>Only if you're open to finding partners of your own!<</s>> I challenged him back.
<<s Leo>>I am, I am!<</s>> He shot back almost immediately.
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<<if $Bekham gte 7>><<link "There's this professor...">><<add "Bekham" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>This might sound weird, but there's... I don't know how to say this.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>You know I'd be the last oen to judge.<</s>>
I looked at him. <<s Author>>There's something about Mr. Bekham, the way he speaks and portrays himself...<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Mr. Bekham? The philosopy professor?<</s>>
I averted my gaze. <<s Author>>I don't know what it is, but his ideas, the way he speaks, his character... There's something enigmatic and charismatic there.<</s>>
He looked at me, and I could feel his eyes bore through me.
<<s Leo>>No judgement. It does make sense though.<</s>>
I frowned at him.
<<s Leo>>He's a strong authoritative figure who likes to be in control. What is there not to like?<</s>> He explained.
There was obviously more to it and he was obviously thinking of more, but decided not to share it.
<<s Leo>>Though I doubt anything will come out of it.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I know... But a girl can hope right?<</s>> I smiled softly, imagining him holding me in his arms.
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<<if $bisex gte 8>><<link "My eyes are wandering...">><<add "bisex" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Honestly, there's so much beauty in the world I am finding a hard time keeping my eyes to myself.<</s>> I shared, feeling vulnerable.
<<s Leo>>I get that. There's so many pretty people.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Right? Why does both girls and guys have to be so hot?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Are you saying you're bi?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I honestly don't know anymore. I mean have you seen my friends?<</s>>
He smiled at me.
<<s Leo>>I totally get you. Women are pretty.<</s>>
I smiled back at him. It was a bit of a relief to be sharing this side of me with someone. Was I really bi?
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<<link "I'm feeling independent lately.">><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Actually no. I've been feeling quite independent lately.<</s>> I honestly shared with my friend, who raised an eyebrow.
<<s Leo>>What no one?<</s>>
<<s Author>>For all I know, no one's interested in me. So I'm not one to blame.<</s>> I shared, <<s Author>>But then again, we could be on a date right now and I wouldn't be aware of it.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Neither would I be.<</s>> He took a moment before realizing: <<s Leo>>Are we on a date?<</s>>
He looked at me stunned. I looked back.
We started laughing.
<<s Author>>It doesn't matter, so long as it's fun, right?<</s>>
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I took <<light Leo>> to Lisa Espana, and his reaction was almost immediate.
<<s Leo>>Wait what? Why are we here?<</s>> He worriedly asked, looking around at the huge collection of underwear that the place displayed.
<<s Author>>Relax. No one will see us if we're quick, so let's make it quick. <<if $alphabeta gte 20>>Besides, we're not here for panties or other stuff. We're here to get you into high quality male underwear.<</if>><</s>>
Convinced, <<light Leo>> rushed in with me to the interior of the shop, allowing his eyes to gaze over the different items on display.
<<s Author>>Like what you see?<</s>> I teased him.
<<s Leo>>Eum... Yeah I'm imagining a girl in any of these, she'd look hot.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Sure you are.<</s>> I teased him as we made our way to the display I had in mind for him.
<<if $alphabeta gte 20>>Men often didn't know that there was a huge variety of options for them to be well dressed and also feel comfortable. I showed <<light Leo>> the item I had picked up for him.
The soft material of the underwear contrasted with its striking appearance, a powerful statement for anyone that saw it. <<light Leo>> was immediately impressed by the way it looked.
<<s Leo>>There's stuff like that for men?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Looking good isn't something reserved for women, you know. Feel the material.<</s>>
<<light Leo>> put his hand out and touched the fabric, immediately lighting up as he realized how good it felt.
<<s Leo>>Woah.<</s>>
<<if visited("LW Lockers")>><<s Author>>And who knows, maybe next time you won't forget it while we work out.<</s>> I joked, alluding to our recent mishap at the gym.<</if>>
<<s Author>>What's more,<</s>> I continued, <<s Author>>Is that this fabric is completely sweat absorbant and shaffing-free. It will keep you safe in any physically straining activity you might be in.<</s>>
He was immediately sold on the idea, and figured he had to give it a try.
Buying the material, <<light Leo>> rushed me back outside, not wanting to be seen by people there.
//What a scaredy cat!//
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<<elseif $alphabeta lte -20>>I stood him in front of the beautiful display of panties, ushering him towards them.
<<s Author>>It's time we get you out of your shell.<</s>>
He looked at me, incredulous.
<<s Leo>>Isn't this taking it a bit too far?<</s>> He asked.
<<s Author>>Leo, we both know that you're more feminine than most and that you would looks great in any of these.<</s>> I started, before elaborating, <<s Author>>Your journey needs a push, and I am willing to be the one to push you in that direction. I know it's scary, but this is who you were meant to be.<</s>>
He looked at me, and I could see fear in his eyes. He wasn't sure that this was the right option for him, understandibly.
<<s Author>>It wouldn't hurt to try, but I bet you the material will feel much better than anything you currently wear.<</s>> I encouraged him further.
<<s Leo>>You think so?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I know so, Leo. This stuff is so comfortable you will only want to wear it from now on. And let's be hoenst, you'd look amazing in them.<</s>> I pushed him even further.
He thought about it for a moment, before accepting the offer.
<<s Leo>>Let's see what there is here then.<</s>>
I smiled to myself as he started looking at the material.
Eventually, he settled on a tame, black number that would entirely cover him, almost normal in appearance.
I had the choice to chip in and buy him another one, one I'd want to see him try.
<div id='choices'><<if $money gte 25>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/fem.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/cash-loss.png'>Buy him the thong">><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<picmid "events/leoevents/mall-dressup.jpg">>I chose to push him further. What was the point of this shopping trip if he didn't really challenge himself?
<<s Author>>I'm buying you this one. I know you've been eyeing it up.<</s>> I announced.
Not daring to argue, he simply blushed, an admittance of his wandering eyes and eager soul.
I pay the amount and give him the piece of fabric.
<<s Author>>You better rock this one soon. You'll see, thongs are the best.<</s>> I tease him, heading outside and to our next destination.
Looking back, I see him walk out of the palce confidently, a shy smile on his face, appreciative of my gesture.
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<<link "At least he got something already">><<replace "#choices">>Choosing to ignore the urge to push him further, and still glad he made this choice himself and accepted buying such clothing, I pass up on the option and bring him outside, to our next destination.
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We entered the store I frequently visited, ready to get our shopping on, as <<light Leo>> hesitantly looked at the items on display.
<<s Leo>>This place seems to be a bit too... Hip for my taste.<</s>>
I looked at him, before choosing to confront him about that.
<<s Author>>There's nothing wrong with experimenting and trying to find your style. This place will have exactly what you need to make it work.<</s>> I said, grabbing his hand and taking him to the space I knew he'd fit in most.
<<if $alphabeta gte 20>><<s Leo>>Crop-tops? Seriously?<</s>> He didn't quite agree with my choice, understandibly so.
<<s Author>>There's options here that can fit you, but also show off your new toned body.<</s>> I explained, <<s Author>>Being afraid of fashion is what separates men, and knowing how to use fashion to your advantage will make a handsome man out of you.<</s>>
I took him to the options that suited him most:
<<s Author>>Look, here. Don't tell me this is feminine.<</s>>
Indeed, the article of clothing, although a crop-top, was all but feminine. He looked at it with a skeptical eye, trying to find somethign to argue about.
<<s Author>>If there's one thing that you should know by now, it's that there is not one way to be masculine. I'm sure you've figured out that you can't quite follow the lead of whatever these dumbos at school think is right. You need to define your own self.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Through crop-tops?<</s>> He asked.
<<s Author>>Yes, even through crop-tops.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Why don't you try to define your own self, then?<</s>> He asked, turning the tables on me.
<<s Author>>What do you mean?<</s>> I asked, curious.
<<s Leo>>I mean you dress in a very conservative, feminine way. If you're willing to try something different, I'll wear that crop-top for you.<</s>>
He had me there.
I gave it a thought.
<div id='choices'><<if $open gte 30 and $money gte 30>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/masc.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/cash-loss.png'>I accept">><<add "open" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "alphabeta" 1>><<add "Leo" 1>><<less "money" 30>><<replace "#choices">>It wouldn't be so bad to try out something new. And it's not like I wouldn't be getting what I want out of it, right?
<<s Author>>You've got yourself a deal.<</s>> I announced.
Choosing the clothing for one another, we each headed into a locker room to put on the article of clothing the other person chose for us.
<<s Author>>This looks weird!<</s>> I shouted from inside my room.
<<s Leo>>You're the one talking! I look ridiculous.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Let's just get out and see.<</s>>
I headed out. His door was still closed. Moments later, he calmly made it out.
We looked at one another, each pretty uncomfortable in our clothing, yet noticing the other person's appreciation of what we wore we slowly grew more comfortable in our clothing.
<<s Leo>>I'm not gonna lie...<</s>>
<<s Author>>You look good in this.<</s>>
We completed each other's sentences as we looked at one another.
I turned towards the nearby mirror, followed by him doing the same. We looked at the two of us rocking our new clothing.
<<s Author>>We might actually make this work!<</s>>
Trying on a few other iterations of the outfit, we eventually settled on a particular one we liked.
We paid for our clothing before heading outside, ready to face what came next.
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<<if $subdom gte 20>><<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'>Convince him otherwise">><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I wasn't about to let him manipulate me like that. I went on the psychological offensive.
<<s Author>>What, are you worried you'd not be good enough in any of those clothes? That you'd look weird, unmasculine?<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Well yeah, kinda?<</s>>
<<s Author>>That in itself is a weak approach, Leo. So afraid of femininity you're almost being feminine.<</s>>
I was triggered by his arrogance, and needed to put him in his place. He was at a loss for words.
<<s Author>>Seriously, I thought you had outgrown this phase, but it seems you're just the same.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>I'm not.<</s>>
I put out the article of clothing I had chosen to him.
<<s Author>>Prove it.<</s>>
He grabbed it and went in to change and re-dress. I waited patiently as he went through it.
<<s Leo>>I look ridiculous.<</s>> He called out from behind the curtain.
<<s Author>>I'll be the judge of that. Why don't you come out?<</s>> I called back to him.
A few pregnant moments later, he moved the curtain aside and walked out, showing me what he looked like.
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He wasn't the most masculine (there was still a lot to be hoped for, physically), but there was no denying that he was a man in this clothing.
<<s Author>>It's not that bad, Leo. It might not be the perfect style for you, but you do make it work.<</s>> I announced, appreciating the way he looked.
<<s Leo>>You really think so?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Look at yourself in the mirror, take it in. You are a man who knows how to appreciate alternative fashion. If anything, Julio would be proud of what he'd see.<</s>> I encouraged him, seeing his smile.
<<s Leo>>You have a point there.<</s>> He commented.
Eventually, <<light Leo>> was convinced to buy the article of clothing. I smiled as I ushered him on to the next step of our adventure.
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<<link "Let's just move on.">><<replace "#choices">>Choosing not to engage with this newfound challenge, I ignore his taunting and simply decide to move on.
<<s Author>>Well if you're not willing to try this, it's your loss. Let's just move on.<</s>> I announced, starting to head out.
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<<elseif $alphabeta lte -20>>We reached the space where pants were placed, skin-tight, hight waisted pants.
<<s Leo>>What's the meaning of this? Pants?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Not just any pants. The kind that will help you enhance your figure and really show off the effort you've been putting into looking good recently.<</s>> I explained, starting to look at options.
<<s Author>>Hey what's your waist size?<</s>> I asked him, trying to find the perfect match for him.
<<s Leo>>Waist size?<</s>> He asked, not understanding the implications. <<s Leo>>Why would I know?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Any fashionable individual needs to know their measurements, Leo!<</s>>
I approached him, hooking my hand in his pants, turning them over to see their size.
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What I revealed was the panties I had lended him. He looked at me shyly.
<<s Leo>>They feel good.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I'm proud of you trying things out, Leo.<</s>> I said reassuringly, before going back to look at the waist of his pants.
<<s Author>>Okay, this one has a high waist and I think will be able to fit you even when you grow a bit more muscular.<</s>>
I handed him the article of clothing, before ushering him into the changing room.
<<s Author>>Put it on and come out so we can see how good you look!<</s>>
I patiently waited for a while, before he opened the curtain to show me what he looked like.
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His new pants fit him so well, revealing slightly the pantyline underneath.
<<s Leo>>Are you sure this is the right size? It feels a bit tight.<</s>>
<<s Author>>It's supposed to feel like that. Doesn't it feel nice to feel hugged by your clothes like that?<</s>> I commented, turning him around to check his ass.
It looked amazing in his tight pants. I'd have been jealous if I didn't pack a nice one of my own.
<<s Author>>You look amazing, you'll definitely turn a couple of eyes as you walk out of here.<</s>> I announced.
<<s Leo>>What do you mean?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I mean you're wearing this out, Leo. It looks amazing on you!<</s>> I gave him a slap on the ass, and he jumped with a yelp.
<<s Leo>>Ouch!<</s>>
I smiled at him.
<<s Author>>I couldn't stop myself, you look so good in this.<</s>>
He blushed.
<<s Leo>>I really do... I'd do me.<</s>> He looked at his ass in the mirror. I smiled wide at his admission.
<<s Author>>I'd do you too.<</s>> I quipped back.
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<<light Leo>> walks with me into Bloom & Rose, the local beauty parlor. Weirdly, he doesn't argue the visit of this pretty feminine location.
<<s Author>>What, no arguments this time?<</s>> I tease him.
<<s Leo>>I often visit this place with my mom whenever she feels like a makeover, so doesn't really deter me...<</s>>
A clerk approaches us. <<s stranger>>Hey Leo.<</s>>, immediately recognizing my friend.
<<s Leo>>Hey Natasha.<</s>>
I immediately interjected.
<<s Author>>My friend here would like a makeover.<</s>>
<<light Leo>> looked at me confused.
<<s Leo>>I thought we were here for you?<</s>>
I addressed the clerk.
<<s Author>>I think Leo here needs a change, a new hairstyle or character maybe. Something more in tune with who he is.<</s>> I announced.
She smiled at me. <<s stranger>>Of course! Come along now.<</s>> She ushered <<light Leo>> over to one of the seats, having him take it.
<<s stranger>>So... Let's see what we can do here...<</s>> She looked him up.
I had the opportunity to offer my insight on the matter.<img src='images/events/leoevents/feminine-leo.jpg' width='50%'><img src='images/events/leoevents/masculine-leo.jpg' width='50%'>
<div id='choices'><<if $alphabeta lte -20>><<link "Feminine option">><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">>The lady got to work on my friend's hair, applying the color and giving it the shape and curles it needed.
Throughout, <<light Leo>> saw his slow transformation into a more attractive version of himself.
<<s Author>>Like what you see?<</s>> I asked him teasingly. He smiled.
<<s Leo>>I look.. Nice.<</s>>
<<s stranger>>Girl you look hot! I don't do nice!<</s>> The worker commented, eliciting a laugh from us.
<<s Leo>>I look hot.<</s>> He admitted to himself.
//He's been growing into himself quite well lately.//
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<<link "Neutral Option">><<replace "#choices">>Making a soft choice that would enhance his features without taking him too much into a specific direction, I helped my friend into his makeover, his long hair still his main feature while it got remoddled into a cleaner version.
By the end of it, he looked quite striking.
<<s Author>>You always had that natural beauty.<</s>> I commented.
<<s stranger>>And now it shows.<</s>>
<<s Leo>>Thanks!<</s>> He was appreciative of the work that took place.
//He's been growing into himself quite well lately.//
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<<if $alphabeta gte 20>><<link "Masculine option">><<add "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Our guy, for once, took the scisors to his hair and accepted that they be cut shorter than they were, his new style creating a striking appearance that made him look immediately more masculine.
<<s Author>>You look really good!<</s>> I complimented him.
<<s Leo>>I feel good! I like this!<</s>> He commented, appreciating his new hot looks.
I smiled at my friend as we headed out of the place, eager to see where our adventure would take us next.
//He's been growing into himself quite well lately.//
<<link "Leave" "LeoMall">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "masculine option" "Not masculine <img src='images/icons/masc.png'> enough">><</if>></div><<if $leomessage is 0>>There are no messages from<<light Leo>>right now.
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<<say messageauthor>>Hey friend! How are you doing?<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>I'm doing fine, and you?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>All good. I've been meaning to ask you something...<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Sure go ahead.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>><<light Julio>> reached out to me, and asked if we could reconsider the costumes we were choosing for the presentation.<</say>>
<<say messageleo>><<if $costumechoice is 5>>But we worked so hard to get to this point... Imagine <<light Yara>>'s positive reaction.<<elseif $costumechoice is 6>>But you and I are really interested in being these philosophers. Imagine Mr. <<light Bekham>>'s positive reaction.<</if>><</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>We didn't make that choice to please people that wouldn't add to the grade!<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Yes but still, it would be nice to make a statement like that...<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>It means a lot to <<light Julio>> though...<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>You have a point there...<</say>>
<div id="choices"><<say messageauthor>>Do I convince Leo of changing the costume idea?
<<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'>Hit the nail">><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<set $choicechange1 to 2>><<set $costumechoice to 7>><<set $leomessage to 0>><<replace "#choices">><<say messageauthor>>Come on <<light Leo>>! It would mean the world to him!<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Okay okay, you're right. Let's do this.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>I knew you'd accept. Thanks friend!<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Yeah yeah, whatever. See you at school!<</say>>
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/masc.png'>Let the moment pass">><<add "alphabeta" 1>><<set $choicechange1 to 0>><<set $leomessage to 0>><<replace "#choices">><<say messageauthor>>As you wish, <<light Leo>>, the choice is yours.<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>I'm not comfortable doing this, sorry<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>I understand. At least I tried.<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Sorry. See you at school.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>See you.<</say>>
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<<elseif $leomessage is 2>><<say messageauthor>>Hey friend! How's it going?<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Hey <<print $name>>. All is well.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>So I've been thinking...<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>What is it?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>><<light Julio>> reached out about the costumes, and he had a great idea.<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Oh?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>What do you think about dressing up as the second class citizen?<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>What? What do you mean?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>I mean switching roles, doing something out of the box.<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>I can't believe he actually convinced you to talk to me about this.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Yes, it's unusual, I know.<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Unusual is putting it mildly.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>But imagine the impact it would have on the whole class! I'm sure the grade will also reflect that!<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>I don't know...<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Weren't you the one that talked a while ago about not having the opportunity to redefine yourself? Here it is! <<if $alphabeta lt 0>><br>Besides, you do have the body for it.<</if>><</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Are you sure that it would be the right move?<</say>>
<div id="choices"><<say messageauthor>>Do we convince Leo of dressing up as the second class citizen and switch things up?
<<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'>Hit the nail">><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<set $choicechange1 to 1>><<set $leomessage to 0>><<if $costumechoice is 7>><<set $costumechoice to 8>><<else>><<set $leocostume to true>><</if>><<replace "#choices">><<say messageauthor>>Come on, you know you at least want to try it out!<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>You're right...<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Then what are you waiting for? Don't let time pass you by! Go for it!<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Alright yes okay. I'll tell him I agree.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>You're gonna look so cool!<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Hahaha thanks. I hope so...<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>See you later!<</say>>
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/masc.png'>Let the moment pass">><<add "alphabeta" 1>><<set $choicechange1 to 0>><<set $leomessage to 0>><<replace "#choices">><<say messageauthor>>Look, at the end of the day, it's up to you.<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>I'm not sure this is the way to go for me, $name . Sorry.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>I understand. <<light Julio>> was just really excited about this.<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>It's okay, he'll get over it.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>I see. Got to go.<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Goodbye $name .<</say>>
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<<say messageauthor>>Hey friend!<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Hey <<print $name>>! How are you doing?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>><img src="images/social-media/bnwo5.jpg" width="100%"><br>What do you think?<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Eum... What am I supposed to think? She's pretty.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Yes, she really is. Inspirational, no?<</say>>
<<if $alphabeta lt 0>><<say messageleo>>Sure...<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Sure what?<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>They seem happy with each other.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>She's trans actually. And with a hot black dude.<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Yeah I can see that...<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Hot, isn't she?<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Yeah...<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>You can be too. If you put your mind to it.<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Eum thanks...<</say>>
<div id="choices"><<say messageauthor>><<link "<img src='images/icons/masc.png'>Antagonize him">><<add "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<say messageauthor>>Don't you want to be with a hung black man like that?<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Not really... It doesn't have to be sexual you know...<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>You're right, but seeing you in her place would be hot...<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>To you maybe...<br>I gotta go.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Ok bye.<</say>>
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'>Motivate him">><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<say messageauthor>>I'm serious, you've been glowing lately and really coming to terms with your truth. It's great to see!<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>... I really appreciate that...<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>I can imagine you in a bikini. It would be amazing!<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Seriously?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Omg <<light Leo>> yes! You'd look glorious!<</say>>
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<<else>><<say messageleo>>Sure is! I can nail someone like that!<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>You mean the boy?<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>No I mean the girl.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>She's trans <<light Leo>><</say>>
<<say messageleo>>So what? Doesn't change the fact that she's hot.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Fair... Nice to see you're open to that.<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Why, are you thinking of linking me to a trans girl? :P<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Hahaha maybe... Talk to you later!<</say>><</if>>
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<<say messageauthor>>Hey friend, how are you feeling now?<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Hey! Better.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>That's good to hear.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Have you thought about telling the school about what happened?<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>You know they wouldn't do anything about it.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Wouldn't hurt to try...<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>And get attacked outside of school?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>You make a valid point.<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>I know, I'm smart.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>LOL.
Either way, be safe.<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Next time, I'll be smarter.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>attaboy!<</say>>
<<say messageleo>> :) <</say>>
<<elseif $leomessage is 5>><<set $leomessage to 0>><<pickup $valentine 'Leo Talk 1' 1>><<say messageauthor>>Hey friend, ready for school?<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Hey! Yeah.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>You've been feeling off lately, all good?<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Yeah it's fine... It's just this whole valentine month is too much to bear.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>It's the season of love!<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>That's what everyone says. It's just all stupid.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Why do you say that?<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Forget it. Gotta go, dad's calling.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Bye Leo.
Take care<</say>>
<<elseif $leomessage is 6>><<pickup $friendsevents "leogen3" 1>><<set $leomessage to 0>><<say messageleo>>Hey <<print $name>>. Need your opinion on something.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Hey <<light Leo>>. What's up?<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>I feel like sharing something here, but I don't know if that's okay.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Of course it is. Would you rather it be live?<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>I don't think I am capable of taking this live. I'd rather it be here.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>I understand <<light Leo>>. What is it?<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>I've been trying stuff, experimenting.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>That's great, and?<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>And I want your opinion on something I've tried...<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Show!<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>No judgement though. I want your honest opinion.<</say>>
<<if $alphabeta gte 25>><<say messageleo>><</say>>
<<say messageauthor>><<light Leo>> you look so cool in this.<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Really?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Yes, really. You look really handsome.<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>So it's a go?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Of course it is. It suits you well.<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Thank you <<print $name>><</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Hey don't mention it. It's nice to finally see you grow into your true self!<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>I'm so thankful. You've helped me a lot in growing into this person you see here.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>It was amazing to see you grow like that. I'm proud.<</say>>
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<<say messageauthor>><<light Leo>>! You look so cute!<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Really?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Yes, really! You look super adorable in these clothes!<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>I don't look weird, or fake?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>These clothes would've suited you years ago. They suit you even more now. You look sublime.<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>I don't know what to say...<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>You don't need to say anything. I hope to see you in those in public soon!<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>I think I'll stick to panties for now.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Only panties?<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Yeah...<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>For now.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>We'll see in a week.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>You'll be the prettiest girl out there!<</say>><</if>>
<<elseif $leomessage is 7 and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Sat">><<set $leomessage to 0>><<set $leomessagepost to 7>><<say messageauthor>>What are you doing right now?<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Nothing important, why?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>We're going shopping. You and I.<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Seriously?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Of course! It was about time we got you new clothes, with everything that's been happening with you.<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>You're right... See you at the mall?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>See you, sexy!<</say>>
<<elseif $leomessage is 7>><<set $leomessage to 0>><<set $leomessagepre to 7>><<say messageauthor>>What are you doing this upcoming Saturday afternoon?<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>I don't think I have plans, why?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>We're going shopping. You and I.<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>Seriously?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Of course! It was about time we got you new clothes, with everything that's been happening with you.<</say>>
<<say messageleo>>You're right... I'll see you saturday then.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>See you, sexy!<</say>>
<<else>>There are no messages from <<light Leo>> right now.<</if>>
<div id='sticky'><<link "<img src='images/icons/back-phone.png' width='40px' label='Back'>">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("", "pho");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Messages").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>></div><center><img src="images/character/yara.jpg" width="220em" position="center"></center><<set $metYara to true>><<set $yaramessagepre to 1>>As I approach my friend <<light Yara>>, I notice her talking to a cheerleader that I do not recognize. This other girl is smiling widely as she has my friend's attention.
<<s Yara>>Honestly you don't need to do much, just show up.<</s>>
The stranger nods at her before she turns to walk away.<<light Yara>>looks at me and smiles wide.
<<s Yara>> <<print "$name">>! It is so good to see you!<</s>>
<<s Author>>It's good to see you too, Yara<</s>> I smile back.
She looks at me, and seems to read me easily. <<s Yara>>Something tells me you haven't been feeling yourself... Is everything alright?<</s>>
I look at her. <<light Yara>> has always been active, productive, athletic, and wouldn't have any issue getting what she needs for her college applications...
<<s Author>>You wouldn't understand...<</s>> I tell her, saddened that I cannot share what I feel with her.
<<s Yara>>Let me guess, is it about the email from the SA Office?<</s>> She surprises me with her connection.
I crack and speak up. <<s Author>>You're lucky you have all your hobbies, Yara. Unfortunately for me, I am stuck with no life.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Then get one.<</s>>
I look at her sideways as we start walking towards class.
<<s Yara>>No seriously, I mean it. You can always change what you know and who you are. I've recently discovered a lot about myself, you can do it too!<</s>>
<<s Author>>I don't know, Yara...<</s>> I'm still unconvinced.
<<s Yara>>Tell you what, let's go to the mall this Saturday. It would be a good opportunity for you to get out of your shell, and who knows, maybe get to do some fun shopping. What do you say?<</s>>
<div id="choices">
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>That actually sounds like a good idea!">><<add "Yara" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I consider it for just a short time.
<<s Author>>That actually sounds like a good idea, Yara. I might take you up on it.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>That's great to hear, sexy girl. Come on, let's go <<link "out" "School">><</link>><</s>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>I don't know if I should...">><<add "Yara" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>I don't know if I should... Malls are not really my thing...<</s>>
<<s Yara>>We agreed that you need to get out of your shell, didn't we? I want you to join me. Come on now, you wouldn't want to be late.<</s>>
<<link "Leave her alone." "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "I can't Yara, sorry.">><<replace "#choices">>My social anxiety flares up. I'm too hesitant to join. <<s Author>>I can't Yara, I'm sorry. I have... plans.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>What plans? You just said you have no life! Come on now you big nerd, you wouldn't want to be late <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 8 and $gameDate.getHours() lte 9>><<link ' to class!'>><<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Mon">><<goto "Group Project 1">><<elseif GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Fri">><<goto "Bekham Classes">><<elseif $classEvent1.length is 0>><<goto "Random lvl1 Class">><<else>><<goto `$classEvent1.pluck()`>><</if>><<less "energy" 1>><<addhours 4>><</link>><<else>><<link "to leave!" "School">><</link>><</if>><</s>><</replace>><</link>>
</div><<silently>><<repeat 1s>><<updatemeter 'Yara Friendship' `$Yara / $maxyara`>><</repeat>><</silently>><<set $metyaraday to true>><<if $metYara is false>><<include "Yara First Meeting">><<else>><center><div class="img__wrap"><img class="img__img" src="images/character/yara.jpg" width="220em" position="center"><p class="img__bgyar2"></p><p class="img__description"><center>
''Yara''
<img src='images/icons/sub.png'> Submission Level: <<print $subdom>>
<<showmeter 'Yara Friendship' `$Yara / $maxyara`>></center></p></div>
<<if $yaraevent is 0>><<set $maxyara to 11>><<elseif $yaraevent is 1>><<set $maxyara to 21>><<elseif $yaraevent is 2>><<set $maxyara to 31>><<elseif $yaraevent is 3>><<set $maxyara to 41>><</if>>The athletic <<light Yara>> turns with a spin to meet me.<<if $Yara gte $maxyara>><<set $Yara to $maxyara>><br>My friendship with her has reached its peak, I need to do something special to evolve it now.<</if>>
<div id="talking"><div class="row"><div class="col-6 management">''The Usual Stuff'':
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/energy.png'>Hang Out" "School">><<less "energy" 1>><<addmins 30>><<add "Yara" 1>><</link>>
</div><div class="col-6">''One-Off Scenes'':
<<if $workoutoption is false>><<link "Choose to join her on her workouts">><<add "Yara" 1>><<set $workoutoption to true>><<replace "#talking">>Thinking back on the offer she made me a while ago at the park after she got me my gym clothes, I speak out to <<light Yara>>:
<<s Author>>Hey about that offer to join you on your workouts...<</s>>
<<s Yara>>You finally changed your mind great! I'll see you on Thursdays at track meet and on Saturday mornings at the park!<</s>>
She smiles widely as she gives me the information, before being called away by another firend of hers.
I was hesitant yet hopeful for these workouts.
<<link "back" "School">><<less "energy" 1>><<addmins 30>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Workout Together" "On Saturdays at the park">><</if>>
<<if $valentine.has('Announced') and $valentine.count('ValentineYaraTalk') is 0>><<link "Talk about the Valentine Flyers" "ValentineYaraTalk">><<addmins 30>><<pickup $valentine 'ValentineYaraTalk' 1>><</link>><<elseif GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Jan">><<dark "Locked Scene" "Wait for February, Valentine is coming.">><<elseif GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Feb">><<dark "Valentine Event" "I need to see the flyers and go to class first.">><<elseif $valentine.has("ValentineYaraTalk")>><<dark "Talk about the Valentine Flyers" "Already did that.">><</if>></div></div>
<<link "Back to School" "School">><</link>></div></center><</if>><div class="row"><div class="col-4"><div class="img__wrap"><img class="img__img" src="images/character/yara.jpg" width="220em" position="center"><p class="img__bgyar2"></p><p class="img__description"><center>
''Yara''
<img src='images/icons/sub.png'> Submission Level: <<print $subdom>>
<<showmeter 'Yara Friendship' `$Yara / $maxyara`>></center></p></div></div><div class="col-8 paddedleft"><<light Yara>> is my athletic close friend that I have long admired and liked spending time with.
She is part of the school's track team and keeps beating the competition at every turn.
She likes to be in charge and has a very confident attitude, one that has sparked a few queer rumors about her...
<<if $yaraevent is 2>>I have recently seen her compete in one of the track meets and helped her in the lockers.<br><<elseif $yaraevent is 1>>When I went to the mall to meet her, she tried on lingerie for me to choose from. She's so confident in her own skin!<br><</if>><<if $workoutoption is true>>I join her for her track meets and jog with her at the park every Saturday.<br><</if>><<if $metYara is false>>I might want to meet my friend <<light Yara>> at school to talk about that SA Office letter...<<elseif $yaramessagepre is 1>>Now that I've talked to <<light Yara>> and she invited me to go to the mall, I'll see her there Saturday!<<elseif $yaramessage is 2>><<light Yara>> is reaching out to me. Let's see what she wants.<</if>>
<div id='info'></div></div></div>
<center>''Current Quests with <<light Yara>>:''
ACT -I-
<div class="row"><div class="col-3 management">''Milestones'':
<<if $yaraevent gte 1>><<dark "☑" "Friendship Milestone 10 - Achieved">><<elseif $yaraevent is 0 and $Yara gte 10>><<link "☐">><<set $yaramessage to 4>><<replace "#info">>I have received a message from her on my phone.<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "☐" "Friendship Milestone 10 - Unachieved">><</if>><<if $yaraevent gte 2>><<dark "☑" "Friendship Milestone 20 - Achieved">><<elseif $yaraevent is 1 and $Yara gte 20>><<link "☐">><<set $yaramessage to 5>><<replace "#info">>I feel like sending her a message.<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "☐" "Friendship Milestone 20 - Improve the Friendship">><</if>><<if $yaraevent gte 3>><<dark "☑" "Friendship Milestone 30 - Achieved">><<elseif $yaraevent is 2 and $Yara gte 30>><<dark "☐" "Friendship Milestone 30 - Go jogging with her on Saturday">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Friendship Milestone 30 - Improve the friendship">><</if>>
<<if visited("TM Subdom 1") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "Submissive Milestone 10 - Achieved">><<elseif $cheertryouts is true>><<dark "■" "Missed the chance to see these scenes - Track Meet Passed">><<elseif $subdom lte -10>><<dark "☐" "Submissive Milestone 10 - Go to track meets">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Submissive Milestone 10 - Grow more submissive">><</if>><<if visited("TM Subdom 2") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "Submissive Milestone 20 - Achieved">><<elseif $cheertryouts is true>><<dark "■" "Missed the chance to see these scenes - Track Meet Passed">><<elseif $subdom lte -20>><<dark "☐" "Submissive Milestone 20 - Go to track meets">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Submissive Milestone 20 - Grow more submissive">><</if>>
</div><div class="col-3 management">''Random Classes'':
<<if $class.count("Literary Values") is 0>><<dark "☐" "Literature Class - Unfinished">><<else>><<dark "☑" "Literature Class - Finished">><</if>><<if $class.count("Conflict of Interest") is 0>><<dark "☐" "Soccer Class - Unfinished">><<else>><<dark "☑" "Soccer Class - Finished">><</if>><<if $class.count("Intro to Gymnastics") is 0>><<dark "☐" "Intro to Gymnastics Class - Unfinished">><<else>><<dark "☑" "Intro to Gymnastics Class - Finished">><</if>><<if $class.count("Literary Influences") is 0>><<dark "☐" "Literary Influences Class - Unfinished">><<else>><<dark "☑" "Literary Influences Class - Finished">><</if>><<if $class.count("A New Light") is 0>><<dark "☐" "A New Light Class - Keep attending Bekham's classes till after his proposal">><<else>><<dark "☑" "A New Light Class - Finished">><</if>>
</div><div class="col-3 management">''Other Stuff'':
<<if $workoutoption is true>><<dark "☑" "Workout with Yara - Unlocked">><<elseif $workoutoption is false>><<dark "■" "Workout with Yara - Locked">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Workout with Yara - Meet her at the Mall on Saturday">><</if>>
<<if $workoutoption is true>><<dark "■" "Workout with Yara - Not Written Yet">><</if>>
</div><div class="col-3 management2">''Projects'':
<<if $group1 is "Yara and Eva" and visited("Group Project 1") gte 4>><<dark "☑" "History Project - Finished">><<elseif $group1 is "Yara and Eva">><<dark "☐" "History Project - Unfinished">><<elseif $group1 is "Unknown">><<dark "☐" "History Project - team not chosen">><<else>><<dark "■" "History Project - Chose another team">><</if>>
</div></div></center><<if visited(passage()) is 1>>There were colors, lights, excitement, and very few people at the track meet. Honestly it was a shame because <<light Yara>> was looking like a greek hero as she readied herself to make her run, eager to get going and take on the challenge that presented itself to her.
She had invited me, I had made it, and there was a secret pleasure in being here for my friend. I was excited to see what she's going to bring to the table today!
Smiling as she saw me in the stands, <<light Yara>> waved at me, and I waved back.
If she won today, <<light Yara>> would qualify for the regionals. It was a truly monumental time for her, and I was there to support her through it.
<img src="images/events/yaraevents/race-start.jpg" max-width="100%" position="center">
Pop! The race started as I cheered my friend along, watching her doing her best to well... Run!
Muscles tensing and releasing as all these awesome athletes made their way across the field, I was watching them push their physical limits trying to catch up to my friend and her main rival, one who was keeping pace with her.
It was a 1Km race, granted, but the tension was high as <<light Yara>> tried to keep her composure through it.
First lap complete. I cheered my friend on, her determination unwavering as she allowed herself a small smile to the stands before continuing her run. //Such a showgirl!//
Only three laps to go, and one of the oddest things ever happened to my friend. Some sort of misstep took place, and she wavered a bit, slowing down. Her shoe slipped somehow, and she had to fix it while still on the run. This whole thing caused her some important moments seconds that her rival made good use of, creating a decent distance between the two of them.
<<light Yara>> pushed through, willing herself to go beyond her limits as she made her way across the field.
Second lap now, <<light Yara>> is no longer showing off. Her concentration is on the race, wanting to come out victorious. Not a look was given in the direction of the crowd, her eyes staring down the lane she's running across.
<<s stranger>>Hello there stranger. Care for a drink?<</s>>
I looked at the person who approached me. The blonde guy was handsome. A chiseled chin and arrogant appearance that was complimented by a muscular body, he spoke again.
<<s stranger>>I couldn't help but notice you are alone, and I thought I'd offer you company.<</s>> He explained his approach, lips curled in a smile.
I didn't really know if I wanted his attention or company, his tone suggesting he's doing me a favor by joining me here. //But that body though...//
I looked him up and down, sizing him up. He might be towering over me but I wasn't gonna show any fear.
<<s stranger>>Like what you see?<</s>> His question demanded a response.
I looked to the field, <<light Yara>> was catching up to her rival, making progress.
I looked back at him.
<div id="choices"><<if $open gte 20>><<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/foe.png'>Smile at him, show interest">><<add "open" 1>><<less "Yara" 1>><<replace "#choices">>//The guy was really attractive...//
I put my hand out to greet him.
<<s Author>>My name's <<print $name>>. What's yours.<</s>>
<<s stranger>>Robert. But you can call me Rob.<</s>> He shook my hand.
<<s Author>>Who are you here with, Rob?<</s>>
He smiled at my interest, thinking he has me hooked.
I'm just playing with him, right? Nothing serious.
<<s stranger>>My sister. First place.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Not for long.<</s>> I stated while looking at <<light Yara>> catching up to her.
<<s stranger>>Wanna bet?<</s>>
A bet? That stranger suggestion got me thinking, imagining stuff, as he cheered his sister on. I missed <<light Yara>> who just passed us by. No cheer this turn I guess.
<<s stranger>>Who are you with?<</s>> He asked as he finished his cheering.
<<s Author>>Yara. The runner up.<</s>>
<<s stranger>>Oh the lesbo. Yeah she's good.<</s>>
That comment startled me. The lesbo?
<<s Author>>The lesbo? What do you mean?<</s>>
<<s stranger>>She's known for that.<</s>> His matter of fact statement was completely unexpected.
<<s stranger>>Enough about her, what about you? <<if $athletics gte 15>>You seem to the the athletic kind...<<else>>What are you into?<</if>><</s>> He asked, looking me up and down as if sizing me up.
I was about to answer him, but noticed <<light Yara>> overcoming his sister. Glorious! I cheered.
As they neared the end line, both of us concentrated on them, looking at their approach.
Neck in neck, <<light Yara>> just inched forward, and crossed first.
I was joyful as all joys, happy for my friend's success, as she collapsed on the ground, nursing her foot.
<<s stranger>>You're a lesbo too?<</s>>
The arrogance in that guy!
<<s Author>>No, just a good friend. Not that you would know what that means.<</s>> I snapped at him before rushing down to check on my friend.
<<s Author>>Yara is everything okay?<</s>> I was worried for her.
<<s Yara>>Yeah, yeah. It's just this stupid shoe.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Come on, let's go inside, get you sorted.<</s>> I told her, helping her in and we got to the locker rooms.
<<link "Continue" "YaraEvent">><<addhours 1>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>><</if>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'>Accept his company">><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I gave him a smile, showing him the space next to me, inviting him to join me.
His arrogant smile wide, he took his place next to me.
<<s stranger>>Name's Robert.<</s>>
I decided to be cordial and gave him my name.
<<s stranger>>That's a good name.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Thanks. Chose it myself.<</s>> I quipped, mocking his odd compliment.
<<s stranger>>So who are you here with?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yara. The runner-up.<</s>> I answered.
<<s stranger>>Oh the lesbo! Are you two together?<</s>> He asked, jumping to cheer for the passing athletes.
His statement however stopped me in my tracks, as I tried to understand the implications of his statement. I cheered <<light Yara>> along, less enthusiastically than I did a moment ago.
<<s Author>>What do you mean lesbo?<</s>> The final lap had begun.
<<s stranger>>It's well known. But no one mentioned you in the rumors.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Because they're not true. They're rumors.<</s>>
<<s stranger>>Hey I'm not judging. I don't mind you being bi.<</s>>
//Don't mind? Who does he think he is?//
I wanted to give him a piece of my mind, but saw <<light Yara>> overcoming her rival. Glorious! I cheered.
As they neared the end line, both of us concentrated on them, looking at their approach.
Neck in neck, <<light Yara>> just inched forward, and crossed first.
I was joyful as all joys, happy for my friend's success, as she collapsed on the ground, nursing her foot.
<<s stranger>>You're definitely her lesbo lover.<</s>> He stated, thinking that he's read right through me.
//The arrogance in that guy!//
<<s Author>>No, just a good friend. Not that you would know what that means.<</s>> I snapped at him before rushing down to check on my friend.
<<s Author>>Yara is everything okay?<</s>> I was worried for her.
<<s Yara>>Yeah, yeah. It's just this stupid shoe.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Come on, let's go inside, get you sorted.<</s>> I told her, helping her in and we got to the locker rooms.
<<link "Continue" "YaraEvent">><<addhours 1>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Reject his advances. I'm here for Yara">><<less "open" 1>><<add "Yara" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I turned away from him, showing him no attention, not wanting to give him the pleasure of my company.
Not taking the hint, he took his place next to me. I kept my unflattering facade as I cheered my friend on as she made her way around the field, gaining on her rival.
<<s stranger>>Look at that lesbo thinking she can beat my sister.<</s>> He spoke, pointing to my friend.
//So the rival's his sister.//
His statement however stopped me in my tracks, as I tried to understand the implications of his statement. I cheered <<light Yara>> along, less enthusiastically than I did a moment ago.
<<s Author>>What do you mean lesbo?<</s>> The final lap had begun.
<<s stranger>>It's well known. She's a cunt muncher<</s>>
<<s Author>>That's not true. Who told you that?<</s>>
<<s stranger>>Hey I'm not judging. I just find it appalling that someone like her would be allowed in the locker room with everyone else.<</s>>
//Appalling? Who does he think he is?//
I wanted to give him a piece of my mind, but saw <<light Yara>> overcoming his sister. Glorious! I cheered.
As they neared the end line, both of us concentrated on them, looking at their approach. I really wanted my friend to beat his sister. Might teach him a lesson!
Neck in neck, <<light Yara>> just inched forward, and crossed first.
I was joyful as all joys, happy for my friend's success, as she collapsed on the ground, nursing her foot.
<<s stranger>>You're definitely her lesbo lover.<</s>> He stated, thinking that he's read right through me.
//The arrogance in that guy!//
<<s Author>>No, just a good friend. Not that you would know what that means.<</s>> I snapped at him before rushing down to check on my friend.
<<s Author>>Yara is everything okay?<</s>> I was worried for her.
<<s Yara>>Yeah, yeah. It's just this stupid shoe.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Come on, let's go inside, get you sorted.<</s>> I told her, helping her in and we got to the locker rooms.
<<link "Continue" "YaraEvent">><<addhours 1>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<if $bisex gte 5>><<link "<img src='images/icons/bisex.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>Claim I'm a lesbian to really shut him down.">><<add "bisex" 1>><<add "Yara" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Time to nip it in the bud.
<<s Author>>Sorry, stranger. I don't swing that way.<</s>> I replied dryly.
<<s stranger>>Oh you're one of that kind!<</s>> He answered as he moved next to me, not taking the hint.
<<s Author>>That kind? Seriously dude, not interested.<</s>>
<<s stranger>>Not interested in what? I'm just cheering my sister along.<</s>>
He started shouting his support to his sister, and from the way he looked at them, she was <<light Yara>>'s rival. First place so far.
<<s Author>>Go Yara!<</s>> I raised my voice to compete with his as I cheered my friend on her third lap.
<<s stranger>>Hah should've figured it out earlier! You lesbos all know each other.<</s>>
His statement didn't make any sense to me.
<<s Author>>What do you mean?<</s>>
<<s stranger>>That Yara of yours. Bona fide cunt muncher.<</s>> His insult was heavily arrogant.
<<s Author>>What the fuck kind of statement is that?<</s>> His comments were getting under my skin.
<<s stranger>>The truthful kind. You are all the same, just need a good dicking to set you straight.<</s>>
//A good dicking? What kind of arrogant bastard...//
I wanted to give him a piece of my mind, but saw <<light Yara>> overcoming his sister. Glorious! I cheered.
As they neared the end line, both of us concentrated on them, looking at their approach. I really wanted my friend to beat his sister. Might teach him a lesson!
Neck in neck, <<light Yara>> just inched forward, and crossed first.
I was joyful as all joys, happy for my friend's success, as she collapsed on the ground, nursing her foot.
<<s stranger>>You're definitely her lesbo lover.<</s>> He stated, thinking that he's read right through me.
//The arrogance in that guy!//
<<s Author>>No, just a good friend. Not that you would know what that means. Maybe a good dicking would set you straight!<</s>> I snapped at him before rushing down to check on my friend.
<<s Author>>Yara is everything okay?<</s>> I was worried for her.
<<s Yara>>Yeah, yeah. It's just this stupid shoe.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Come on, let's go inside, get you sorted.<</s>> I told her, helping her in and we got to the locker rooms.
<<link "Continue" "YaraEvent">><<addhours 1>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>><</if>></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>><img src='images/events/yaraevents/yara-sad2.png' width='500em' position='center'>
<<light Yara>> had nursed her foot, her injury being dealt with, as I supported her.
<<s Author>>You were amazing out there.<</s>>
Her voice came out in a pained grunt: <<s Yara>>Thanks. Thank you for making it.<</s>>
<<s Author>>How's your foot?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>It's seen worse injuries. Nothing that a bit of ice can't fix.<</s>> Her voice was heavy, deep.
<<s Author>>Anything I can do to help?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Well I'm sweaty and taste like shit... Think you could help me to the showers?<</s>>
<<if $athletics gte 18>><<s Author>>Are you kidding, of course I can!<</s>> I said confidently.
<<s Yara>>Yeah you have been looking better lately.<</s>> She agreed, hooking her hand behind my back as I helped her over to next to the shower without breaking a sweat.
<<else>><<s Author>>I mean... I can try.<</s>> I said hesitant, unsure that I'd be able to carry her along.
<<s Yara>>It's okay all you need to do is act as my second leg, you don't have to carry me.<</s>> My friend reassured me.
I went over to her and hooked my hand behind her back, helping her up. It was a bit of a struggle but we eventually managed to make it all the way to the shower.<</if>>
I had to make a comment. <<s Author>>Damn Yara you're really sweaty!<</s>> I told my friend with a smile.
She laughed and tried to hit me, so I moved away.
<<s Yara>>Ouch how dare you!<</s>> She laughed along through the pain.
After the laughter had died down, the awkwardness filled the room.
<<s Author>>Now what?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Now I take off my clothes and hop in. And you wait here to make sure that I don't slip and fall or something.<</s>> She said matter of factly, already moving to remove her top.
It was like immediate heat rose through me at the mere mention of clothes being removed, but I tried to maintain my cool as my friend removed her top all the way and moved to start with her yoga pants.
She was struggling, that much was clear, and I had a choice to make.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/sexskill.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/bisex.png'>Offer to help her">><<add "bisex" 1>><<add "Yara" 1>><<add "sexskill" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "arousal" 20>><<replace "#choices">>I couldn't see my friend struggling like that without lending a helping hand. I had to do something.
<<if $subdom gte 3>>Without asking or waiting for any confirmation, I decided to aid her in removing her clothes, placing my hand on hers and wordlessly taking over. Hooking my hands inside of her yoga pants' waistband, I started slipping them off as I looked her in the eyes confidently and she looked back with the same relaxation.
It was a subtle battle of wills, one that I thoroughly enjoyed as I stood to face her, hooking my hands inside of her sports bra. She looked away as I slipped my hands beneath the elastic band there, announcing:
<<s Author>>I'll need your help. Put your hands up.<</s>>
Complying, <<light Yara>> raised her arms, giving me the freedom to raise her sports bra, and reveal her supple breasts. I gave them a subtle glance as the sports bra was in her line of sight, taking in their fullness and firmness.
Going down to one knee, I still felt powerful as I held onto her good leg while softly pulling down her underwear off her, letting it fall to the floor at her feet.
<<s Author>>In you go. I'll be right here if you need anything.<</s>> I announced, showing her into the shower and out of the way.
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<<else>><<s Author>>Hey do you need my help?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Sure but be careful.<</s>>
Her worry was obvious by the tone she took with me, and I softly placed my hand on hers, trying to remain calm about what was happening. Hooking my hands inside of her yoga pants' waistband, I started slipping them off, trying my best to remain calm about this whole thing and not daring to make eye contact.
As she stared me down, I diligently removed her yoga pants from her, glancing at her face every once in a while without much eye contact.
I stood to face her, hooking my hands inside of her sports bra, as our eyes caught for a moment. I shyly look away, before slipping my hands beneath the elastic band there.
<<s Yara>>You look cute when you blush.<</s>>
<<light Yara>> raised her arms with that remark, giving me the freedom to raise her sports bra, and reveal her supple breasts. I couldn't help but glance at them as the sports bra was in her line of sight, taking in their fullness and firmness.
<<s Yara>>Like what you see?<</s>> Her teasing was getting to me, but I held strong and didn't want to lose face.
Going down to one knee, I still felt a semblance of control as I held onto her good leg while softly pulling down her underwear off her, letting it fall to the floor at her feet.
<<s Yara>>Thank you for the help. Can you wait for me here as I take my shower? We wouldn't want anything bad happening to me, would we?<</s>>
Not waiting for my reply, she slipped into the shower, leaving me in my semi-kneeled position amongst her pile of discarded clothes.
//Gosh why am I so pathetic?//
<<link "Continue" "YaraEvent">><<addmins 30>><</link>><</if>>
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/bisex.png'>Watch her change">><<add "bisex" 1>><<add "Yara" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "arousal" 20>><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I watched my friend undress in front of me, taking in the curves that have long hidden behind sports clothes and the supple skin that was glistening with the light shine of her sweat.
The tension was high, definitely, but I was overjoyed to have been given such a chance, and I wasn't going to let it pass me by.
As her hand went to her sport bra, aiming to take it off, <<light Yara>> noticed my staring:
<<s Yara>>Like what you see?<</s>> Her sly comment shook me from my reverie, and I saw how pervy I must've looked.
<<s Yara>>It's okay, I'm flattered.<</s>> She said as she took the piece of clothing off, revealing her supple breasts. I blatantly stared, self-control gone as I took in their natural beauty. Full and firm, her young orbs were a sight to behold!
I could feel her smile from the corner of my eye, but I was just entranced by her beauty, taking it all in.
Her hands hooking themselves in her pantie's waistband, I saw as the flimsy piece of clothing drifted down her powerful thighs, to her knees, and then to the floor between her feet.
I looked up. She looked me in the eyes.
<<s Yara>>Can you wait for me here as I take my shower? We wouldn't want anything bad happening to me, would we?<</s>>
Not waiting for my reply, she slipped into the shower, leaving me reeling amongst her pile of discarded clothes.
//Gosh why am I so pathetic?//
<<link "Continue" "YaraEvent">><<addmins 30>><</link>>
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<<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'>Look away and wait for her to finish.">><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Not wanting to offend her with my blatant staring and preferring to keep the fine line between us as friends, I calmly looked away as my friend continued her work on removing her clothes, despite her struggle.
Eventually, after a couple of minutes of counting tiles and studying the ceiling lights, I heard her talk to me:
<<s Yara>>Can you wait for me here as I take my shower? We wouldn't want anything bad happening to me, would we?<</s>>
Not waiting for my reply, she slipped into the shower, leaving me amongst her pile of discarded clothes.
//Hope nothing happens to her!//
<div id="continue2"><<link "Continue">><<replace "#continue2">>And nothing did. Eventually she made her way out of the shower, asking for a towel which I dutifully brought, and I helped her back to the lockers where she changed her clothes. It ended up quite tame of an encounter, but then again, we're only friends.
It's not like we could ever be something more.
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<<elseif visited(passage()) is 3>>I could hear the water running down in the shower next to me as I stood right outside, waiting for my friend. There she was, a few feet away from me, naked, and we were separated by a simple wooden door.
As I stood there, I felt weird. There was nothing I could do but wait, and I couldn't decide on anything else lest I leave my friend behind and neglect her.
I looked at her clothes strewn across the floor next to me, and thought to myself.
//Wouldn't she want a change of clothes after she comes out? A towel or something?//
The question was nagging in the back of my mind, the boredom at the front of it, and my own need to please swirled all around.
<div id="choices2"><<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'><img src='images/icons/smarts.png'>Take away the discarded clothes, bring a fresh towel">><<less "Yara" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "smarts" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>I needed to think ahead, help her out the best I could, and that is why I decided to take her clothing and head to her bag, calmly putting these away as I pulled the towel out.
//Ten steps ahead!//
<<s Yara>><<print $name>>? Where are you?<</s>> Panic could be heard in her voice, as she called out for me.
As I made my way back to her with a towel, she was quick to speak up, hidden behind the shower door, only her head peeking:
<<s Yara>>Why'd you leave me alone?<</s>>
There was real worry in her tone, and I rushed to calm her down.
<<s Author>>Hey hey! I just needed to get you your towel. Wouldn't want you slipping again on your injured foot.<</s>>
<<light Yara>> was sold on the logic, yet still felt worried.
<<s Yara>>Thanks. You should've told me though.<</s>> She answered me.
Even if I did, she wouldn't have heard me over the sound of the powerful shower.
<<s Author>>I'm sorry.<</s>> There was no use for argument.
My friend was efficient in drying herself off and wrapping the towel around herself. I hooked my hand around her waist yet again and helped her back to her bag, where I had carefully laid out her clothes.
<<s Yara>>No wonder you took so long, you were checking out my clothes!<</s>> She mocked before getting to work on dressing herself up.
Eventually, the tension died down after she put on article after article of clothing, getting ready to head out. I helped her out when I could, feeling that we had grown closer together after this incident, despite my partial lapse in judgment.
<<s stranger>>Told you they were fiddling each other in there.<</s>> The strange person from before thought it adequate to point out.
<<s Author>>At least she's getting some!<</s>> I snapped back, gaining a few oouhs and aahhhs.
<<link "Leave" "Management">><<addmins 30>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/bisex.png'>Stay there, something might happen to her">><<add "Yara" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "arousal" 20>><<add "bisex" 1>><<replace "#choices2">>Worried about my friend's wellbeing and not wanting to betray her trust, I decided to stay put, not without arranging and folding her clothes neatly to bring with us.
Thankfully, nothing bad befell her, and soon thereafter, <<light Yara>> finished her shower, opening the door between us.
<<s Yara>>Oh hello! Nice to see you there!<</s>>
<<s Author>>Milady.<</s>> I gallantly offered her my hand to grab onto as I walked her - yes naked! - to the locker room, where I led her to her towel.
<<s Yara>>Help me.<</s>> Her request, while odd, was not completely out of the ordinary, and without thinking I got to work drying her toned body.
Her foot was still swollen but only time could heal that. I continued my job dutifully, aiming to please. Despite all my effort it seemed I always was back at this square, with her requesting something and me fulfilling that request.
Eventually, the tension died down after she put on article after article of clothing, getting ready to head out. I helped her with renewed vigor, truly feeling that we had grown closer together after this incident.
<<s stranger>>Told you they were fiddling each other in there.<</s>> The strange person from before thought it adequate to point out.
And I didn't care whatever he'd say.
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<<else>>There is a mistake, go back. <<link "Leave" "Management">><</link>><</if>><<if $bbcworld gte 10 and $friendsevents.count("BBC10") is 0>><<pickup $friendsevents "BBC10" 1>>As <<light Yara>> and I jogged in the park alongside each other, me trying to match her pace and her gracefully slowing down a bit, we are met with the beautiful image of an interracial lesbian couple sharing a public kiss.
<<s Yara>>How sweet!<</s>> My friend was quick to comment.
I wasn't sure whether she was commenting on their gender or their race, but it was nice to see such an openly diverse world. It made me happy to witness it.
<<elseif $Yara gte 30 and $yaraevent is 2>><div id='continue'><<add "yaraevent" 1>>As we jogged alongside each other today, I remembered a nagging question that played in my mind for the past couple of weeks.
<<picmid "events/yaraevents/convo2.jpg">>
<<s Author>>Hey Yara, is there a reason why you've been helping me so much with the whole cheerleading and track thing? Like what do you get out of it?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Can't a girl help her friend?<</s>> She asked clearly, smiling at me.
I could see she was hiding something.
<<s Author>>There's more to this, isn't there?<</s>> I was curious.
<<s Yara>>Okay, but don't judge me.<</s>> She asked, before continuing: <<s Yara>>I need my personal cheerleader. It's nice seeing you join the track meets and even coming to watch me in my competitions, but I'd like you to be more than that. You're special to me like that.<</s>>
There was something flattering with her wish for me, for us.
<<s Yara>>If you work on your skills, are part of the cheer squad, and at the same time my number one supporter... That would show everyone that I'm someone to deal with, you know?<</s>>
<<s Author>>But you are someone to deal with.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>I definitely am that to you. I want to be it to everyone at school. I want to be the person to beat.<</s>> She announced.
<<s Author>>What, the queen?<</s>>
I was worried. If <<light Yara>> has her eyes on that prize, then... I stood no chance.
<<s Yara>>I don't care about queendom. Regicide exists.<</s>> She joked.
I remained worried.
<<s Yara>>I might aim for that, I guess. I don't know. All I know is that I like being the center of attention, and you've been giving me that. And that's all I care about. For now.<</s>>
<<light Yara>> kept jogging at her pace. I slowed to deal with the thoughts that played in my head.
If she were to try to become prom queen, I'd be in real danger. My future would be in danger. I might've been joining clubs recently, but it wouldn't be enough. Not anymore. I needed to become the queen.
It was eat or be eaten, and I didn't know what I should do. She was a danger, and I had one of two ways to deal with that new threat. I could choose to distance myself from her, to challenge her rule, to get hard myself and show everyone that I'm the dominant woman at school... Or I could appease her, keep her close and distracted, and hopefully by doing that, by giving her this attention she wants to claim, keep her away from the competition alltogether...
I didn't know what path was the best to take, but I knew I needed to follow that path soon. My future was at stake.
<<s Yara>>Keep up, <<print $name>>.<</s>> She shouted to me, and I sped up to keep in pace with her.
<<if $subdom lte -15>>I needed to get closer to her. I needed to give her all the attention I could muster.<<elseif $subdom gte 15>>Gone were the days where she led this friendship. I needed to keep her in check and outgrow her influence.<<else>>Being near her, I was lost on what the right track was. I needed to drift one way or the other, I couldn't keep standing on the sidelines.<</if>>
<<link "Continue">><<replace "#continue">><<picmid "events/yaraevents/convo1.jpg">>As our workout neared its end, <<light Yara>> softly looked at me, a bit more serious than she was before.
<<s Author>>What is it?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>It's just...<</s>> She frowned, <<s Yara>>Why do you want to join the cheerleading squad and do this whole thing? What changed you?<</s>> She asked, curious.
I was confused. I thought I had told her. I thought she'd figure it out by now.
<<s Author>>I'm done standing on the sidelines while others got what they wanted. Universities decided that I didn't have what it takes to join them because I was studying. That's dumb.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>It is dumb.<</s>> She agreed, urging me to keep talking.
<<s Author>>So I keep trying stuff and I keep working on new stuff to like... Get what I want.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>And what do you want?<</s>>
I didn't quite understand what she meant.
<<s Author>>To succeed, of course!<</s>> I exclaimed.
<<s Yara>>Yeah sure, but what is success to you?<</s>> She asked pointedly.
I had to think for a moment.
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<<if $open gte 30>><<link "Being happy no matter what?">><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Being happy no matter what?<</s>>
I wasn't quite convinced with what I was saying, but that sounded about right for me.
She looked at me with a raised eyebrow.
<<s Yara>>Is that really it? Sometimes your happiness means other people's sadness, no?<</s>> She was poignant in her comment. She might have a point...
<<s Author>>Sure, but succeeding is in finding your own happiness, in being the best version of yourself, regardless of the circumstances.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>I sometimes find happiness in making others happy.<</s>> She commented, letting the thought linger in the air.
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<<if $grade gte 90>><<link "Having the highest grades in class?">><<less "subdom" 3>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Having the highest grades in class?<</s>>
I wasn't quite convinced with what I was saying, but it was the only thing I knew.
She looked at me with a raised eyebrow.
<<s Yara>>You just said that formal education screwed you ever with their unrealistic expectations. Grades are not enough to please them.<</s>> She was poignant in her comment, making a very valid point.
<<s Author>>It's the only thing I know to do.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>I know. You're confused, and that's fine. It's a good thing we keep seeing each other.<</s>>
Maybe she had a point. Being around her always brought me a sense of relief, purpose...
<<link "Leave" "Park">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Highest grade?" "That's not it for me.">><</if>>
<<if $athletics gte 30>><<link "Being the most atheltic?">><<less "subdom" 2>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Being the most atheltic?<</s>>
I wasn't quite convinced with what I was saying, but I figured it would be the thing that would convince her the most.
She looked at me with a raised eyebrow.
<<s Yara>>Really? Have I influenced you so much that you believe that athletics is where your future lies?<</s>> She smirked.
Her poignant comment triggered something in me. I was quick to deny the link.
<<s Author>>No, no. It's just that a good, athletic body means a good, healthy life, no?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Regardless, <</s>>she spoke, <<s Yara>>I'll always be more successful than you if that is success.<</s>>
Her confident smile put me at a disadvantage. She had a point. Maybe she'll always be more successful than me.. She was always at her peak after all...
<<link "Leave" "Park">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Athleticism?" "That's not it for me.">><</if>>
<<if $looks gte 20>><<link "Having doors opened for you?">><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Having doors opened for you?<</s>>
I wasn't quite convinced with what I was saying, but I knew there was something about having things be done for you.
<<s Yara>>That is an interesting outlook on things.<</s>> She commented, <<s Yara>>When you portray success, confidence, people are more likely to support that.<</s>>
She seemed to be talking from experience. I smiled.
<<s Author>>Unfortunately, the better you look, the more people help you get what you want.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>You mean fortunately, for people like us.<</s>> She smiled, her confidence in her attractive body obvious.
Maybe I could learn a thing or two from her...
<<link "Leave" "Park">><</link>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Best looks?" "That's not it for me.">><</if>>
<<if $open lt 30 and $grade lt 90 and $athletics lt 30 and $looks lt 20>><<link "I don't know.">><<less "subdom" 5>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>I... I honestly don't know.<</s>>
I was at a loss. I spoke from memory, yet I found no comfort in anythign I was doing.
<<light Yara>> raised an eyebrow at me.
<<s Yara>>You're lost. That's normal. You've always believed one thing and you just now find out that it was never what you wanted from life.<</s>> She reassured me.
I found myself leaning into every word she said.
<<s Yara>>Sometimes, our purpose, our success, derives from other people's success.<</s>> She explained, stretching as I listened along.
<<s Yara>>Maybe that's your case. Maybe that's why you're doing all of this. To be near me in my success.<</s>>
Her ego was obvious. Yet I ate it all up. She made a lot of sense, and I was indeed at a true loss. Maybe she had the solution for me. Maybe my success can be hers...
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<<else>><<switch $parkworkout>><<case 1>><img src="images/events/yaraevents/park-workout4.webp" width="60%">
Taking pointers from <<light Yara>>, I improve my workouts and physical ability.
<<case 2>><img src="images/events/yaraevents/park-workout5.jpg" width="60%">
Hanging out with <<light Yara>>, I enjoy my time at the park as we have our workout.
<<case 3>><img src="images/events/yaraevents/park-workout6.jpg" width="60%">
In unison with <<light Yara>>, my workout at the park is an absolute blast.
<<case 4>><img src="images/events/yaraevents/park-workout1.jpg" width="60%">
Taking a breather from our intense workout today, <<light Yara>> and I enjoy the beautiful park scenery.
<<case 5>><img src="images/events/yaraevents/park-workout2.avif" width="60%">
Stopping a moment to tie my shoes, I notice that <<light Yara>> has created some distance between us. I catch up to her with relative ease.
<<default>><img src="images/events/yaraevents/park-workout7.jpg" width="60%">
<<light Yara>> and I enjoy a beautiful jog in the park.<</switch>><</if>><<if visited(passage()) is 1>><div id="continue"><center><img src="images/events/yaraevents/mall-yoga.webp" width="60%"></center>
Seeing her there in her yoga pants was not what I expected when she told me to meet her at the mall on this lovely day. And that was but the start of it.
As soon as she saw me, <<light Yara>> jumped at me for a big hug, pushing me back a few steps to keep the balance.
<<s Yara>>Oh it's so good to see you!<</s>>
<<s Author>>It's good to see you too, Yara<</s>>
She smiles at me
<<s Author>>So what's the plan for the day? You don't seem to be dressed for a day at the mall?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Oh yeah not at all. I want us to buy you workout clothes and head to the park for a run.<</s>>
I was confused, and here I thought that we'd be spending the day shopping...
<<light Yara>> was quick to move, leaving me stumbling behind as she headed to the nearest shop, <<link "Pablo Rabonne Clothing">><<replace "#continue">><center><img src="images/locations/pablorabonne.jpg" width="100%"></center>
Arriving at the clothing store, I could see the wide rows of clothes that they held, many way out of price range or way too naughty for me.
<<light Yara>> spoke up to me after dismissing the shopkeeper:
<<s Yara>>You have your choice of gym clothes. I can pay for it for you.<</s>>
<<s Author>>You don't have to...<</s>>
<<s Yara>>I want to. That's how we get you to change your life for the better, ok?<</s>>
I smile at her, nodding. //That was really kind of her//
The choice was mine on which of the gym clothes I wanted to pick for myself:
<span class="buy">''Gym Clothes''<nobr><div class="row"><div class="col-4 management"><<momentbuy "pablorabonne" "gym plain outfit" 0 0>></div><div class="col-4 management"><<momentbuy "pablorabonne" "gym pink hoodie" 0 0>><<momentbuy "pablorabonne" "gym pink shorts" 0 15>></div><div class="col-4"><<momentbuy "pablorabonne" "gym yoga pattern" 0 0>></div></div></nobr>
<<repeat 1s>><<if $wardrobe.hasAny('gym pink hoodie', 'gym pink shorts', 'gym plain outfit', 'gym yoga pattern')>><<goto "YaraMall">><</if>><</repeat>></span>
<</replace>><</link>></div><<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>>Making my choice, I am ushered by <<light Yara>> into the changing room to try out my new clothes. I pick up the outfit I chose in front of me and look at it, before deciding to put it on.
<<if $wardrobe.has('gym pink hoodie')>><center><img src="images/clothes/gym pink hoodie.jpg" width="60%"></center><<merge $wardrobe $outfit>><<dropall $outfit>><<transfer $wardrobe $outfit "gym pink hoodie" 1>><<run setPageElement("story-caption", "StoryCaption")>><<elseif $wardrobe.has('gym pink shorts')>><center><img src="images/clothes/gym pink shorts.jpg" width="60%"></center><<merge $wardrobe $outfit>><<dropall $outfit>><<transfer $wardrobe $outfit "gym pink shorts" 1>><<run setPageElement("story-caption", "StoryCaption")>><<elseif $wardrobe.has('gym plain outfit')>><center><img src="images/clothes/gym plain outfit.jpg" width="60%"></center><<merge $wardrobe $outfit>><<dropall $outfit>><<transfer $wardrobe $outfit "gym plain outfit" 1>><<run setPageElement("story-caption", "StoryCaption")>><<elseif $wardrobe.has('gym yoga pattern')>><center><img src="images/clothes/gym yoga pattern.jpg" width="60%"></center><<merge $wardrobe $outfit>><<dropall $outfit>><<transfer $wardrobe $outfit "gym yoga pattern" 1>><<run setPageElement("story-caption", "StoryCaption")>><</if>>
Walking out, I show my friend my new clothes, and she gushes over me telling me to twirl as I show off for her.
<center><img src="images/events/yaraevents/showoff.webp" width="60%"></center>
Beyond happy for me, <<light Yara>> grabs my hand and takes me to the counter, asking for them to beep up my clothes while they're still on me.
Walking out of the place, she stops me and asks me:
<<s Yara>>Care to join me to the <<link "park" "YaraMall">><<addmins 30>><</link>> my fair lady?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I'd be delighted to!<</s>>
//It feels really good spending time with her like that.//
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<center><img src="images/locations/park.jpg" width="100%"></center>
Half an hour later, we had reached the park and were walking around taking in the beautiful scenery, her excited to be working out and me hesitant to be doing so publicly.
<<s Yara>>Hey why are you so worried?<</s>>
<<s Author>>It's just... I'm not used to doing this kind of thing...<</s>>
<<s Yara>>What, working out?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yeah... Or at least doing so publicly...<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Don't worry about it. It'll be fun.
Come on, first we need to stretch<</s>>
<<set $workoutweek to true>>
<center><img src="images/events/yaraevents/park-workout3.webp" width="60%"></center>
Standing face to face, <<light Yara>> and I started stretching out, when a stray thought drifted through my mind.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>Check her out">><<add "bisex" 1>><<add "Yara" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "arousal" 30>><<replace "#choices">>//I can't help myself...//
Unable to control my eyes, they drift as they land on her beautiful curves and see what beauty she has to offer. I can't help but feel a bit hotter being so close to her, as she notices me looking.
<<s Yara>>Hey is everything okay?<</s>>
Clearing my throat, I try to act normal:
<<s Author>>Oh yeah, definitely, the weather is hot...<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Yeah the weather.<</s>> She teases me as she looks at me with a smirk.
//It's nice that she's so cool about it.//
<<link "continue" "YaraMall">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>Compliment her body">><<add "bisex" 1>><<add "Yara" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>//I gotta say something...//
<<s Author>>Hey Yara how come you look so... Good?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Good?<</s>>
I don't know how to answer that.
<<s Author>>Yeah I mean attractive.. You know... Athletic?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>I'm just teasing you. Well I work out. Like... A lot!<</s>>
<<s Author>>What's the point?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>What's the point of you studying? We each have something in us that pushes us to do stuff... I can't explain it but I feel compelled to see myself in this better image...<</s>>
I could see her point. And I could see myself probably following such a path myself...
<<link "continue" "YaraMall">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'>Ignore the urges">><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">>//That's some dumb thoughts, honestly.//
Ignoring the urges that seem to want to call me to some sort of action, I look at the path that awaits us.
<<s Author>>I hope you'll take it easy on me during this workout.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Yeah yeah don't worry, I'll only be jogging!<</s>>
//Yeah right...//
<<link "continue" "YaraMall">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 4>><<add "athletics" 1>>
<center><img src="images/events/yaraevents/jogging.avif" width="60%"></center>
<<s Author>>You jogging is me running Yara!<</s>>
Running alongside each other - well me running and her at like a paced jog - <<light Yara>> and I were cruising past people at the wide park. Being in a rural town, we had quite the large park that stretched all the way to the nearby forest, and most people didn't know where the park ended and the forest began. <<light Yara>> seemed to know her way around these parts quite well.
<<s Author>>You jogging is me running Yara!<</s>>
She laughs at my breathy attempt at humor, as she slows her pace for me to keep up.
<<s Yara>>Sorry I'm just really used to this. I come here every Saturday morning.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I can see that! You're like... Really good at this!<</s>>
<<s Yara>>I run track, I have to be. It's the only way I'll get to go to college.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Really?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Yeah the old ones can't really help much. They can't help at all actually, so I gotta take care of things myself.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Sorry I didn't know<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Have you given it any thought?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Given what any thought?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>The whole college applications thing<</s>>
<<s Author>>I'm keeping my options open.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>It's too late to join the track team...<</s>>
I could barely breathe.
<<s Author>>I guess I'll leave track to you!<</s>>
The joke elicits a laugh from my friend, slowing her momentarily. I give a sigh of relief.
<<s Yara>>You could always join the cheer team...<</s>>
<<s Author>>Do you think they'll take me?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Well not like that they won't! But if you keep coming here to workout with me I think we could get you to a place where they might take you in.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I don't know really...<</s>>
<<s Yara>>You could even join the track meets on Thursdays, that way you'll get some additional workout in. By this time next month you'll be able to transfer to the cheer team. What do you think?<</s>>
<<s Author>>You're doing so much for me...<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Hey you don't HAVE to do it, but I think it'll do you good to get out of your shell...<</s>>
<center><img src="images/events/yaraevents/stretching.avif" width="60%"></center>
I was left thoughtful throughout the rest of the workout, all the way till the end of it, where we finished with a quick stretch.
<<s Yara>>This here is equally important, or you'll get injured very easily.<</s>>
I nodded along, mindlessly following her lead at this point.
<<s Yara>>So have you given my offer some thought? Come on, it'll do you good!<</s>>
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'>I'll join you on both workouts.">><<add "Yara" 1>><<set $workoutoption to true>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>I think you're right. I'll join you on both workouts, and who knows maybe a few weeks from now I'll be taking your spot on the track team!<</s>>
<<s Yara>>HAh! Doubtful! But you can certainly try!<</s>>
I laughed for a bit, then spoke up.
<<s Author>>Hey Yara thank you for today, I really appreciate it.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Don't mention it, friend! I enjoyed it too!<</s>>
<<s Author>>I'll pay you back for the gym outfit.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Don't worry about it, I'm glad you'll be able to wear it around often. I'll see you at school Monday!<</s>>
Parting ways, I'm left with a big smile.// <<light Yara>> is so cool!//
<<link "Leave" "Park">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "I'll try to make it as much as possible.">><<set $workoutoption to true>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>I think you're right. I'll try to make it as much as possible. I wanna get better<</s>>
<<s Yara>>That's really great to hear. I can't wait for you to cheer me on in school events!<</s>>
I laughed for a bit, then spoke up.
<<s Author>>Hey Yara thank you for today, I really appreciate it.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Don't mention it, friend! I enjoyed it too!<</s>>
<<s Author>>I'll pay you back for the gym outfit.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Don't worry about it, I'm glad you'll be able to wear it around often. I'll see you at school Monday!<</s>>
Parting ways, I'm left with a big smile.// <<light Yara>> is so cool!//
<<link "Leave" "Park">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'>I don't think I'm really so interested in all these workouts.">><<set $workoutoption to false>><<less "Yara" 1>><<replace "#choices">>She was really sweet in offering, but feeling like a burden I felt compelled to turn down her offer.
<<s Author>>I'm really sorry but I don't think they're the thing for me. I probably will try a different route...<</s>>
<<s Yara>>I understand the feeling, but I know the only way forward is within. If you ever change your mind you know where to find me.<</s>>
<<s Author>>I appreciate that... And hey about the outfit<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Don't worry about it. I'm sure you'll have the chance to wear and use it!<</s>>
Smiling softly at her, I'm thankful for her presence in my life. Although she did seem sad of my reluctance to join her...
//Guess it can't be helped...//
<<link "Leave" "Park">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<else>>No more scenes with Yara - There's a bug <<link "go back" "Mall">><</link>><</if>><<if visited(passage()) is 0>><<s Author>>Hey Yara! I'm here!<</s>>
Rushing to meet my friend, I reach her with a spring in my step.
<<s Yara>>Someone's happy to see me!<</s>>
I smile at her, changing the subject:
<<s Author>>So, you need my opinion on stuff? I never expected that to happen!<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Hey! Why wouldn't I? Honestly I have a feeling you're the perfect person for this job.<</s>>
The way she said that made me raise an eyebrow, but she was quick to distract.
<<s Yara>>Anyway let's have a walk first, it feels nice to hang out outside of school!<</s>>
With a jovial spirit, <<light Yara>> takes the lead, walking alongside the different shops and places there.
<<if $athletics gte 10>><<s Yara>>It's so great to see how you've improved, <<print $name>>. You're looking better each day!<</s>>
<<if $workoutoption is true>><<s Author>>All thanks to you! Our workouts have been very benificial.<</s>>
She smiles at me, <<s Yara>>I know, I'm a great teacher.<</s>> Her radiant smile is contagious as I feel myself smiling too.<<else>><<s Author>>Aw thanks! I'm doing my best.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>And it's showing! Way to go!<</s>> Her radiant smile is contagious as I feel myself smiling too.
<</if>><<else>><<s Yara>>You know, you've never been the most athletic person out there...<</s>>
Weirded by her comment, I replied: <<s Author>>There's more to life than sports you know.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>I know, I know, you're like the biggest nerd out there.<</s>> She smiles naughtily at me, teasing me. I can't help but smile back.<</if>>
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<<elseif visited(passage()) is 1>>
Walking alongside each other across different shops, I notice we grab the attention of a few onlookers. One chooses to be a bit more direct about his appreciation.
<<s Samuel>>Hello sexies! How are we doing today?<</s>>
The man, although not so bad looking, is obvioudly a college graduate. His approach is problematic to say the least.
He does look nice though...
His friend, next to him, chuckles at what he's doing, as they look at us hoping for a reaction.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'>Show him interest" "YaraMall2">><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'>Show disgust" "YaraMall2">><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'>See what Yara does" "YaraMall2">><</link>>
</div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>>Before I even get the chance to speak up with what I want, <<light Yara>> interjects, immediately scolding the stranger and giving him a piece of her mind.
<<s Yara>>How dare you? Are you even serious right now? I'm barely 17! That's fucking child abuse you piece of shit!<</s>>
Her words immediately cause them both to get nervous, as they furtively look around to see if anyone noticed the interaction. The stares they collect are not flattering, as they try to hide themselves while walking away.
<<light Yara>> doesn't slow her verbal assault: <<s Yara>>Yeah you better run, pedos!<</s>>
Speeding up, the two men rush away as <<light Yara>> turns to me with a smile.
<<s Yara>>Men, am I right?<</s>>
Her face tells me she took great pleasure in turning these two down, tongue poking from her mouth in clear amusement.
<<s Yara>>They irk me.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yeah it's annoying.<</s>> I agree.
<<s Yara>>No I mean men, they're so annoying thinking they own the world or something.<</s>>
She look at me expectantly, hoping I'll join her in voicing my opinion.
<div id="choices">
<<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'><img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/bisex.png'>Down with the patriarchy!">><<add "Yara" 1>><<add "bisex" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Yeah! Down with the patriarchy!<</s>>
Joining my voice to hers, we both smile as we continue on our way to the destination, which turns out to be <<link "Lisa Espana" "YaraMall2">><<addhours 1>><<less "energy"1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/bisex.png'>I hate men too">><<add "Yara" 1>><<add "bisex" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Yeah, I get you. I hate men too.<</s>>
Not really meaning what I'm saying but more to appease my friend and show solidarity, I decide to join my voice to hers. Men are trash sometimes.
My thoughts distract me for a while, and the next thing I know we had reached our destination, which turned out to be <<link " Lisa Espana" "YaraMall2">><<addhours 1>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'>They aren't that bad!">><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>They aren't all that bad!<</s>>
Men are good, when they want to be. Sure not all of them are kind, and yeah we were just catcalled...
//Actually <<light Yara>> might have a point.//
Distracted by my thought, I barely notice that we had reached our destination, which turned out to be <<link "Lisa Espana" "YaraMall2">><<addhours 1>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 3>><div id="continue"><center><img src="images/locations/lisaespana.jpg" width="100%"></center>
Here we were, at the local underwear shop, my friend and I.
<<s Author>>You wanted my opinion on underwear?<</s>> I was incredulous.
<<s Yara>>Yeah! Well actually no, I want your opinion on lingerie.<</s>>
I lower my voice, the whole situation a bit odd for me:
<<s Author>>But you said that I'm the perfect person for the job?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>You are. Come on, I already had my options set aside.<</s>>
Grabbing me by the hand, <<light Yara>> led me to the changing rooms, eager to apparently show off her lingerie.
<<link "Continue">><<replace "#continue">>Here we were, in the changing room, Yara having let me hang back in the common space as she tried on her first set. Sure, it might not be something that I usually do, but she must've brought me along for a reason, right?
As I waited patiently, I allowed my mind to wander, thinking of our friendship.
We had been growing closer these past few weeks, and it feels good to have someone like that to spend time with...<<if $workoutoption is true>>Working out with her and jogging on Saturdays was always a highlight too.<</if>>
Bringing me out of my temporary distraction, <<light Yara>> walks out of the changing room.
<center><img src="images/events/yaraevents/lingerie2.jpg" height="500em"></center>
I can't help but comment on the hat she has on.<<s Author>>What the fuck?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>What? They have accessories, makes this whole thing super fun!<</s>>
She looks at me with a twinkle in her eyes.
<<s Yara>>What do you think, like what you see?<</s>>
I make a quick survey of her choice. Although edgy, the stars go give her an interesting flair. It didn't quite scream "lingerie" though...
<<s Author>>This one is good. But maybe it's best if I see the rest first?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Look at you getting into it! I like this energy! Okay I'll be right back the next one is super cute.<</s>>
Smiling, I notice that she's right, I really am getting into it.
//This is fun!//
<<link "Wait for a bit">><<replace "#continue">>Waiting for my friend, I try to distract myself by touching the material of some of the lingerie on display here.
//These all feel so good...//
<<s Yara>>What do you think of this one?<</s>>
Startled, I notice that my friend has finished trying on the next set, and turn to see what she has tried.
<center><img src="images/events/yaraevents/lingerie3.jpg" height="500em"></center>
What is in front of me is a breathtaking combination, full with suspenders and pantihose. The whole ensemble works really well together.
<<s Yara>>So?<</s>>
Still waiting for my opinion, <<light Yara>> is looking at me intently.
<div id="choices">
<<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/bisex.png'>Tell her she looks amazing">><<add "Yara" 1>><<add "bisex" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Finally founding my words, I give her my answer:
<<s Author>>Wow, <<light Yara>>! You look amazing in that one!<</s>>
Her smile is wide as she looks at me with a sparkle in her eye. She seems to want more.
<<s Yara>>You really think so?<</s>>
Being baited into being more vocal in my admiration, I follow along.
<<s Author>>Yes! this set really suits you, it's so atttractive.<</s>>
She smiles, seemingly aware of something I don't know.
<<s Yara>>Wait till you see the next one!<</s>>
Heading back into the changing room, <<light Yara>> leaves me with my <<link "thoughts" "YaraMall2">><<addmins 10>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<if $subdom lte 0>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/bisex.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>I am speechless">><<add "Yara" 1>><<add "bisex" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">>At a loss for words, I remain silent while looking at my extremely attractive friend, who's standing there basking in my open gawking.
<<s Yara>>Hey your tongue is on the floor, pick it up will you?<</s>>
<<s Author>>I...<</s>>
<<s Yara>>You really like what you see, don't you?<</s>>
I feel myself nodding along, attempting to clear my throat before I try forming some words:
<<s Author>>It's... Stunning.<</s>>
Her smile is wide, aware of the effect she's having on me. Confused by my reaction, I finally look up to her face.
<<s Yara>>Wait till you see the next one!<</s>>
Heading back into the changing room, <<light Yara>> leaves me with my <<link "thoughts" "YaraMall2">><<addmins 10>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "I am speechless" "I am more dominant<img src='images/icons/dom.png'> than I am submissive<img src='images/icons/sub.png'>">><</if>>
<<link "It's good, sure.">><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>Yeah, it's pretty okay I guess.<</s>>
Not particularly interested in the colors of this one, I maintain a straight face while looking at my friend.
Dejected, <<light Yara>> speaks up.
<<s Yara>>Oh eum.. Okay.. I'll try another one then.<</s>>
Heading back into the changing room with less confidence in her step, <<light Yara>> leaves me with my <<link "thoughts" "YaraMall2">><<addmins 10>><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div><</replace>><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 4>>//Was this the reason why <<light Yara>> wanted me to come along with her to this shopping spree she's having? To see my reactions to her clothing and what her underwear looks like?
And why was there something undeniably stimulating in being in such a situation?//
As I tried to understand my friend's intentions from such a move, I kept thinking back at our day... //She never told me what these were for.//
Noticing my friend has been gone for a while, I struggle with a decision that even I am confused I am considering.
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/bisex.png'><img src='images/icons/open.png'>Spy on her changing her clothes">><<add "open" 1>><<add "bisex" 1>><<add "arousal" 30>><<replace "#choices">>My curiosity getting the better of me, I felt compelled to get a look at my friend in her changing room, slowly creeping up to the curtain.
I can already imagine the shape of her breasts freely floating in the room as she puts on her new panties, a colorful presence on a supple, smooth-
Startled by my friend who walks out of the changing room before I can get to it, I see her in her latest choice of underwear, this one a drastic improvement on the one before it.
<center><img src="images/events/yaraevents/lingerie1.jpg" height="500em"></center>
Wearing her cute bunny ears -//this place sure has a lot of accessories!//- <<light Yara>> strikes an immediate pose that makes me weak in the knees.
I watch her flex and pose in her see-through blue underwear, a vision of beauty and elegance... and raw sex appeal.
<<s Yara>>No need to even ask! You're eating me up!<</s>>
I chuckle at her comment, still trying to commit this vision to memory, undeniably attracted to what I am seeing.
<<s Author>>You're just... Wow!<</s>>
She smiles, beyond happy to have had this positive effect on me.
<<s Yara>>So this is it... Let me change and I'll see which one you prefer most.<</s>>
Leaving me behind, <<light Yara>> is unaware of the heat that had started to emmanate through me...
//That girl really doesn't know her power.//
<<link "Wait for her" "YaraMall2">><<addmins 10>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Stay put">><<replace "#choices">>Patience is a virtue, one I definitely have.
Shortly thereafter, <<light Yara>> walks out of the changing room in her new... Is that a whole costume?
<center><img src="images/events/yaraevents/lingerie1.jpg" height="500em"></center>
Wearing her cute bunny ears -//this place sure has a lot of accessories!//- <<light Yara>> strikes an immediate pose, making me laugh along.
<<s Author>>Hey this one looks good on you!<</s>>
Giving her an honest compliment, I see as <<light Yara>> continues flexing and posing in her see-through underwear.
<<s Yara>>Aww thanks! Do you really like it?<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yeah I do.<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Okay let me just change and we'll see which one you prefer most.<</s>>
Leaving me behind, <<light Yara>> heads to the changing room one last time.
<<link "Wait for her" "YaraMall2">><<addmins 10>><</link>>
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<<elseif visited(passage()) is 5>>Walking back out in her normal clothing, <<light Yara>> is quick to ask her question:
<<s Yara>>No thinking, which do you think I should buy?<</s>>
<div id="choices">Put immediately on the spot, I think over the options she had presented.
<<link "<img src='images/events/yaraevents/lingerie1.jpg' width='200em'>">><<set $yaralingerie to 1>><<replace "#choices">><center><img src="images/events/yaraevents/lingerie1.jpg" height="500em"></center>
The blue underwear really catching my attention, I decide this is the one that <<light Yara>> should be getting for herself. Her smile is wide as she buys the article of clothing, happy to have brought me along with her.
As we walk out of the shop, she turns to me to speak up:
<<s Yara>>See that you were the person for the job? Your opinion matters to me.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yara, why do you want to buy lingerie? Is there a special someone?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>All in due time my friend, all in due time...<</s>>
Cryptic, <<light Yara>> informs me that she needs to head out as she has to work out before the end of the day.
We hug each other goodbye, going our seperate ways.
//This was fun! Can't wait to hang out with her another time!
Who was the lingerie for?//
<<link "Leave" "Mall">><<addmins 10>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>><<link "<img src='images/events/yaraevents/lingerie2.jpg' width='200em'>">><<set $yaralingerie to 2>><<replace "#choices">><center><img src="images/events/yaraevents/lingerie2.jpg" height="500em"></center>
The black starry underwear really catching my attention, I decide this is the one that <<light Yara>> should be getting for herself. Her smile is wide as she buys the article of clothing, happy to have brought me along with her.
As we walk out of the shop, she turns to me to speak up:
<<s Yara>>See that you were the person for the job? Your opinion matters to me.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yara, why do you want to buy lingerie? Is there a special someone?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>All in due time my friend, all in due time...<</s>>
Crypti, <<light Yara>> informs me that she needs to head out as she has to work out before the end of the day.
We hug each other goodbye, going our seperate ways.
//This was fun! Can't wait to hang out with her another time!
Who was the lingerie for?//
<<link "Leave" "Mall">><<addmins 10>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>><<link "<img src='images/events/yaraevents/lingerie3.jpg' width='200em'>">><<set $yaralingerie to 3>><<replace "#choices">><center><img src="images/events/yaraevents/lingerie3.jpg" height="500em"></center>
The black and white striped underwear being my favorite, I decide this is the one that <<light Yara>> should be getting for herself. Her smile is wide as she buys the article of clothing, happy to have brought me along with her.
As we walk out of the shop, she turns to me to speak up:
<<s Yara>>See that you were the person for the job? Your opinion matters to me.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yara, why do you want to buy lingerie? Is there a special someone?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>All in due time my friend, all in due time...<</s>>
Cryptic, <<light Yara>> informs me that she needs to head out as she has to work out before the end of the day.
We hug each other goodbye, going our seperate ways.
//This was fun! Can't wait to hang out with her another time!
Who was the lingerie for?//
<<link "Leave" "Mall">><<addmins 10>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<if $subdom lte -5 and $cash gte 50>><<link "<img src='images/icons/friend.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'><img src='images/icons/cash-loss.png'><img src='images/icons/bisex.png'>Offer to buy two of them for her">><<add "Yara" 1>><<add "bisex" 1>><<less "cash" 50>><<less "subdom" 1>><<set $yaralingerie to 4>><<replace "#choices">>Led by my instincts, probably wanting to pay her back for our latest shopping spree where she got me my sports outfit or maybe feeling compelled to please her, I pull out a wad of cash and grab all article of clothing.
<<s Author>>I'd like to buy these for you.<</s>>
A stunned <<light Yara>> follows close behind, trying to understand where I'm coming from.
<<s Yara>>Are you sure? That's a lot...<</s>>
<<s Author>>You look amazing in all of them, and I am sure you'll put them to good use. I want to do this for you.<</s>>
Happy to be making this good deed for my friend, I head to the cash register, started the payout process.
<<s Yara>>I knew you were the right person for the job!<</s>> Her smile is wide, as I turn to look at her.
<<s Author>>What do you mean?<</s>>
<<s Yara>>Nothing. I really appreciate you doing this for me.<</s>>
I feel myself blush. I definitely heard her say what she did.
//Did she really bring me along knowing that I'd buy all of those for her? And why does the thought excite me?//
Submissively following her out of the clothing store, I stop in my tracks when she turns to address me.
<<s Yara>>I really thank you for these. I am sure you'll be happy with the outcome from them.<</s>>
Every the cryptic being, <<light Yara>> continues:
<<s Yara>>You are the perfect person for these adentures with me. I can't wait for next time.<</s>>
Sayingher goodbyes, <<light Yara>> heads out to have a workout before the end of the day, leaving me to my own devises.
//This was a lot of fun... I love hanging out with her.//
<<link "Leave" "Mall">><<addmins 10>><</link>><</replace>><</link>><</if>></div><</if>><<if $yaramessage is 1>><<goto "Management">><<set $yaramessage to 0>><<set $yaramessagepost to 1>><<set $yaramessage to 0>><<say messageyara>>Hello beautiful! Ready for today?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>I'll see you at the mall soon!<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>Alright great to hear love!<</say>>
<<elseif $yaramessage is 2 and $evamessage is 0>><<set $yaramessage to 0>>
<<say messageyara>>Hey friend! How's everything?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Hey <<light Yara>>! All is well, how are you?<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>It's going well.
I need your help with something...<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Sure, tell me.<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>So as you may know, <<light Eva>> and I are on the same group for the History Project.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Yes, I know. Sorry again for not joining you guys...<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>Oh it's okay dear, I'm sure you're having fun with the peeps you chose.<br>The reason I am reaching out is because I need your help convincing <<light Eva>> with my idea. I am sure it will get us a high grade.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Your idea?<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>Yeah. Our theme is the 60s, but just dressing up in funky clothes isn't gonna cut it.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>That's for sure, <<light Eva>> knows that I'm sure.<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>She does. But she's not willing to take the jump how I want her to.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>How do you mean?<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>I intend to dress as pimp and harlot.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Excuse me what?<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>Hold on, let me explain.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>?<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>The 60s were when people finally went out into the world and accepted freedom, sex and drugs are pathways to better living. It's a shame that we talk about this without at least trying to send a feminist message.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Feminist? How is that feminist?<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>The freedom to do with your body as you wish? What isn't feminist about it honestly?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Hold up. You want to dress up as harlots to send a feminist message?<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>Yes, exactly! Well not exactly. I want to dress <<light Eva>> up like that.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>And you'll be her pimp.<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>Yes. You know there's some logic behind what I am saying.<</say>>
<div id="choices"><<say messageauthor>>Despite how convoluted her logic was, it somehow made sense to me...
<<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'>Agree to help">><<add "open" 1>><<set $evamessage to 1>><<replace "#choices">><<say messageauthor>>Alright alright. I'll help you but I can't promise anything.<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>I'm not asking for more.<br>I'm glad you're seeing things my way.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Yeah sure.<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>You and I both know she'd make a good follower.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Yeah I guess...<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>Alright catch you later!<</say>>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/foe.png'>Deny aid">><<less "Yara" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<say messageauthor>>I can't help you, <<light Yara>>, I'm sorry.<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>I see how it is. That's unfortunate.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Yeah.<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>Alright then, at least I tried. Catch you later!<</say>>
<</replace>><</link>><</say>></div>
<<elseif $yaramessage is 2 and $evamessage gt 0>><<say messageyara>>Hey friend! How's everything?<</say>>
Before I answer her message I need to clear my current messages with <<light Eva>>.
<<elseif $yaramessage is 3>><<set $yaramessage to 0>>
<<say messageyara>>Hey you!<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Hey Yara!<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>So I just saw your music video for the class, and I have to say, I'm beyond impressed!<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Wow seriously?<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>Yes, you did a great job in influencing <<light Eva>>.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>I knew it had something to do with that!<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>I'm proud of you.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Thanks… I guess…<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>I can't wait to see what we'll make her do next.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Hahaha sure…<</say>>
<<elseif $yaramessage is 4>>
<<say messageyara>>Hey friend! Care to join me to the mall?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Right now?<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>Yeah! I have a few things that I need to get, and would love your opinion.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>I'm flattered!<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>So is that a yes?<</say>>
<div id="choices"><<say messageauthor>><<link "Yes, I'll see you there.">><<set $yaramessagepost to 4>><<replace "#choices">><<say messageauthor>>I'll see you there!<</say>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "I'm sorry Yara, I don't think I can make it">><<set $yaramessage to 0>><<replace "#choices">><<say messageauthor>>I'm sorry <<light Yara>>, I don't think I can make it. Maybe another time?<</say>>
<</replace>><</link>><</say>></div>
<<elseif $yaramessage is 5 and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Sat">>
<<say messageyara>>The track meet is today! I'm competing, are you coming?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Wouldn't miss it for the world!<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>Alright! See you there!<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>See you!<</say>>
<<link "Go to the track meet" "YaraEvent">><<set $yaramessage to 0>><<set $yaramessagepre to 0>><<add "yaraevent" 1>><<addhours 1>><</link>>
<<elseif $yaramessage is 5>><<set $yaramessage to 0>><<set $yaramessagepre to 5>>
<<say messageyara>>Hey friend! We have a track meet Saturday. Think you could join me?<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Watch you run around?<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>Come on, I could really use your support.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Okay, sure I can make it. Remind me on Saturday though!<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>You got it!
And thanks.
Means a lot.
<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>My pleasure babe <3<</say>>
<<elseif $evamessage is 3>><<if $yarashopping is true>><<say messageyara>>Hey girl! Sad news...<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>What is it?<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>I won't be able to join you on today's shopping trip, sorry!<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Aw that's some bad news indeed!<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>I do have a small request though.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Tell me.<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>I just want you to make sure <<light Eva>> has a good time.<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Aw that's sweet, of course I will!<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>And help her make the right dress choice, if you catch my drift...<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Gotcha. I'll see what I can do.
Talk to you later, I'm headed there now.<</say>>
<<else>><<say messageyara>>Hey girl! Enjoy your shopping trip with <<light Eva>>!!<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Aw thanks girl!<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>Small request.
Please make sure that she has a fun time! She needs it!<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Will do! That's kind of you!<</say>>
<<say messageyara>>And help her make the right dress choice, if you catch my drift...<</say>>
<<say messageauthor>>Why did I not expect any differently from you? :P
Talk to you later, I'm headed there now.<</say>><</if>><<unset $yarashopping>>
<<else>>There are no messages from <<light Yara>> right now.<<set $yaramessage to 0>><</if>>
<div id='sticky'><<link "<img src='images/icons/back-phone.png' width='40px' label='Back'>">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("", "pho");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Messages").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>></div><<if $Jasmin == 5>><center><<pic "Jasmin">><</pic>></center>
<<light Jasmin>> was a small, cute petite girl. Her opinions however, were strong and brutal, and she never shied away from sharing them with all who wanted to hear. From fighting for immigrants rights to joining freedom movement to even allying herself with the LGBT movement, Jasmin would do all she can to push any antigovernmental agenda. Her conviction, unmatched, constantly puts her at odds with her racist parents, who would constantly fight her about her support of the Black Lives Matter Movement. Then again, school was not the only thing that I had going on in my life. I have joined her quite a few times in her protests, and as such, my grades showed a disparity.
<<elseif $Yara == 5>><center><<pic "Yara">><</pic>></center>
Spending time with <<light Yara>> meant that I sometimes had to go watch her compete and support her in what she did. It's not that I ever felt forced to do it, there was just something about her that was very interesting, that just required support. Her humility was intense, forcing you to like her almost, and while others shied away from that, I liked being there for her, knowing that she would support me too.
<<elseif $Leo == 5>><center><<pic "Leo">><</pic>></center>
<<light Leo>> was a very interesting person in high school. A social anomaly in a place that constantly wanted to put you in a box and judge you, he always found himself at the sidelines of most encounters, watching and engaging silently. He never ruffled feathers and was neither famous nor completely out of the picture. He was an interesting case for sure.
<<elseif $Eva == 5>><center><<pic "Eva">><</pic>></center>
<<light Eva>>, just as nerdy and intelligent as I am, was an amazing friend that I always could count on to keep me at the top of my game when it came to studying. From time spent in the library together to study sessions at either of our houses, we were inseparable friends who would do everything together, mostly involving education. Her work ethic and impressive smarts I was sometimes jealous of, and couldn't wait for us both to achieve great things.<</if>>
When I'd go back home at the end of the day, I sometimes had free time to spare, and I'd spend it mostly doing some of these things:
''Studying different topics'', Having a curious mind, it was always very interesting to me to research the world and watch educational videos that helped me further understand life.
''Working Out'', My body might not be the most athletic out there, but my raised stamina and overall comfier look on life meant that I was at the top of my own game.
''Hanging out on Social Media'', While my parents used to call this the plague of the world, I couldn't deny its high value to society in shaping minds and improving our way of life.
''Watching Steamy Videos'', Judge a girl all you want, but having alone time means doing things alone that you would be happy with. That doesn't mean that I'd do these things with other people!
In the following spot you'll be able to allocate skills points to different stats, each bringing a unique flair to the game.
Please note that, being a smart nerdy person (at least at the beginning of the game), the character's maximum smarts can go up to 20. The rest of the skills are capped at 5. It is up to you to allocate whatever number you wish to these stats, knowing that each will bring different variations to scenes. Improving stats is possible in the game, so consider this an initial boost!
<center>Stat Points: <<set $skills to 10>><span id="skills">$skills</span>
<div class="row"><div class="col-3 management">Athletics:<img src="images/icons/athletics.png">
<span id="stats-athletics-minus">\
<<button "-">>
<<if $athletics gt 0>>
<<if $athletics eq 5>>
<<run $("#stats-athletics-plus button").prop("disabled", false);>>
<</if>>
<<set $athletics--, $skills++>>
<<replace "#stats-athletics">>$athletics<</replace>>
<<replace "#skills">>$skills<</replace>>
<<if $athletics eq 0>>
<<run $("#stats-athletics-minus button").prop("disabled", true);>>
<</if>>
<</if>>
<</button>> \
</span>\
<span id="stats-athletics">$athletics</span> \
<span id="stats-athletics-plus">\
<<button "+">>
<<if $athletics lt 5 and $skills gt 0>>
<<if $athletics eq 0>>
<<run $("#stats-athletics-minus button").prop("disabled", false);>>
<</if>>
<<set $athletics++, $skills-->>
<<replace "#stats-athletics">>$athletics<</replace>>
<<replace "#skills">>$skills<</replace>>
<<if $athletics eq 5>>
<<run $("#stats-athletics-plus button").prop("disabled", true);>>
<</if>><</if>><</button>></span></div><div class="col-3 management">Smarts:<img src="images/icons/smarts.png">
<span id="stats-smarts-minus">\
<<button "-">>
<<if $smarts gt 9>>
<<if $smarts eq 20>>
<<run $("#stats-smarts-plus button").prop("disabled", false);>>
<</if>>
<<set $smarts--, $skills++>>
<<replace "#stats-smarts">>$smarts<</replace>>
<<replace "#skills">>$skills<</replace>>
<<if $smarts eq 10>>
<<run $("#stats-smarts-minus button").prop("disabled", true);>>
<</if>>
<</if>>
<</button>> \
</span>\
<span id="stats-smarts">$smarts</span> \
<span id="stats-smarts-plus">\
<<button "+">>
<<if $smarts lt 20 and $skills gt 0>>
<<if $smarts eq 10>>
<<run $("#stats-smarts-minus button").prop("disabled", false);>>
<</if>>
<<set $smarts++, $skills-->>
<<replace "#stats-smarts">>$smarts<</replace>>
<<replace "#skills">>$skills<</replace>>
<<if $smarts eq 20>>
<<run $("#stats-smarts-plus button").prop("disabled", true);>>
<</if>>
<</if>><</button>></span></div><div class="col-3 management">Media Savvy:<img src="images/icons/media.png">
<span id="stats-mediasavvy-minus">\
<<button "-">>
<<if $mediasavvy gt 0>>
<<if $mediasavvy eq 5>>
<<run $("#stats-mediasavvy-plus button").prop("disabled", false);>>
<</if>>
<<set $mediasavvy--, $skills++>>
<<replace "#stats-mediasavvy">>$mediasavvy<</replace>>
<<replace "#skills">>$skills<</replace>>
<<if $mediasavvy eq 0>>
<<run $("#stats-mediasavvy-minus button").prop("disabled", true);>>
<</if>>
<</if>>
<</button>> \
</span>\
<span id="stats-mediasavvy">$mediasavvy</span> \
<span id="stats-mediasavvy-plus">\
<<button "+">>
<<if $mediasavvy lt 5 and $skills gt 0>>
<<if $mediasavvy eq 0>>
<<run $("#stats-mediasavvy-minus button").prop("disabled", false);>>
<</if>>
<<set $mediasavvy++, $skills-->>
<<replace "#stats-mediasavvy">>$mediasavvy<</replace>>
<<replace "#skills">>$skills<</replace>>
<<if $mediasavvy eq 5>>
<<run $("#stats-mediasavvy-plus button").prop("disabled", true);>>
<</if>><</if>><</button>></span></div><div class="col-3">Sex Skill:<img src="images/icons/sexskill.png">
<span id="stats-sexskill-minus">\
<<button "-">>
<<if $sexskill gt 0>>
<<if $sexskill eq 5>>
<<run $("#stats-sexskill-plus button").prop("disabled", false);>>
<</if>>
<<set $sexskill--, $skills++>>
<<replace "#stats-sexskill">>$sexskill<</replace>>
<<replace "#skills">>$skills<</replace>>
<<if $sexskill eq 0>>
<<run $("#stats-sexskill-minus button").prop("disabled", true);>>
<</if>>
<</if>>
<</button>> \
</span>\
<span id="stats-sexskill">$sexskill</span> \
<span id="stats-sexskill-plus">\
<<button "+">>
<<if $sexskill lt 5 and $skills gt 0>>
<<if $sexskill eq 0>>
<<run $("#stats-sexskill-minus button").prop("disabled", false);>>
<</if>>
<<set $sexskill++, $skills-->>
<<replace "#stats-sexskill">>$sexskill<</replace>>
<<replace "#skills">>$skills<</replace>>
<<if $sexskill eq 5>>
<<run $("#stats-sexskill-plus button").prop("disabled", true);>>
<</if>><</if>><</button>></span></div>
</div>
<div id="warning"></div>
<<link "continue">><<if $skills gt 0>><<replace "#warning">>You still have unallocated skills.<</replace>><<elseif $athletics < 5 and $mediasavvy < 5 and $smarts < 20 and $sexskill < 5>><<replace "#warning">>You need to max out one of the skills. (Smarts up to 20, others up to 5)<</replace>><<else>><<goto "Starting">><</if>><</link>></center><<updatemeter 'Arousal' `$arousal / $maxarousal`>><<removeclass "#right-ui-bar" "stowed">><center><img src="images/banner.png" width="100%"></center><center><b>Version <span style="color:#E94F2E;">0.3.0</span></b></center>
Welcome to "Becoming Prom Queen", a game designed to make you think, get hot, lose a bit of your mind, and replay to catch everything you missed in your first, second, or third playthrough, losing more of your morality in the process.
This game is intended for mature audiences of the age of <span style="color:#E94F2E">''18 and over''</span>! If you are below 18 or cannot handle <div class="tooltip">intimate matters<span class="tooltiptext">of the raunchy kind</span></div>, please close this game now. If you are of proper age, then I hope you enjoy!
<center>If you agree that you are <span style="color:#E94F2E; text-shadow: 0 0 4px #C02D16;">18+</span>, then please choose how you'd like to proceed:
<span style="display:inline-flex"><a data-passage="Winter Break 1" class="link-internal macro-link" role="link" tabindex="0"><button class="bg-image-button" disabled title="Not Available (WIP)">Winter Break - Character Creation</button></a><a data-passage="Quick Start" class="link-internal macro-link" role="link" tabindex="0"><button class="bg-image-button2">Quick Start</button></a></span></center><<set $gameDate to new Date(2024, 0, 8, 7, 1); /* e.g. Jan 8, 7:01AM */>><<pickup $panties 'black cotton panties' 1>><<pickup $bra 'normal black bra' 1>><<pickup $outfit 'school uniform' 1>><<pickup $Intro "RightSideFriends" 1>><<pickup $Intro "Finished" 1>><<pickup $Intro "FourMain" 1>><<pickup $Intro "LeftSideStats1" 1>><<pickup $Intro "LeftSideStats" 1>><<pickup $Intro "corruption" 1>><<pickup $Intro "bbcworld" 1>><<pickup $Intro "cash" 1>><<pickup $Intro "looks" 1>><<pickup $Intro "open" 1>><<pickup $Intro "energy" 1>><<pickup $Intro "subdom" 1>><<pickup $Intro "grade" 1>><<pickup $Intro "arousal" 1>><center><<include "mc-face">>
This is me. What's my name?
<<textbox "$name" "Alice" autofocus>>
Hair color: <label><<radiobutton "$hair" "blonde" autocheck>> Blonde?</label> | <label><<radiobutton "$hair" "black" autocheck>> Black?</label> | <label><<radiobutton "$hair" "brown" autocheck>> Brown?</label> | <label><<radiobutton "$hair" "red" autocheck>> Red?</label>
Hair style: <label><<radiobutton "$hairl" "updo" autocheck>> Updo?</label> | <label><<radiobutton "$hairl" "wave" autocheck>> Wave?</label> | <label><<radiobutton "$hairl" "stylish" autocheck>> Stylish?</label> | <label><<radiobutton "$hairl" "pixie" autocheck>> Pixie?</label>
Eye color: <label><<radiobutton "$eye" "blue" autocheck>> Blue?</label> | <label><<radiobutton "$eye" "green" autocheck>> Green?</label> | <label><<radiobutton "$eye" "brown" autocheck>> Brown?</label>
Skin color: <label><<radiobutton "$skin" "fair" autocheck>> Fair</label> | <<dark "∅ Black?" "Due to certain themes in the game, the MC has to be fair-skinned.">>
<div id='favfriend'>''Favorite Friend:''
<<link "Jasmin">><<add "Jasmin" 5>><<replace "#favfriend">>My favorite friend is <<light Jasmin>>.<</replace>><</link>> | <<link "Yara">><<add "Yara" 5>><<replace "#favfriend">>My favorite friend is <<light Yara>>.<</replace>><</link>> | <<link "Eva">><<add "Eva" 5>><<replace "#favfriend">>My favorite friend is <<light Eva>>.<</replace>><</link>> | <<link "Leo">><<add "Leo" 5>><<replace "#favfriend">>My favorite friend is <<light Leo>>.<</replace>><</link>></div>
<div id='favactivity'>''Favorite Activity:''
<<link "<img src='images/icons/athletics.png'>Athletics">><<add "athletics" 7>><<replace "#favactivity">>My favorite activity is sports.<</replace>><</link>> | <<link "<img src='images/icons/media.png'>Social Media">><<add "mediasavvy" 7>><<replace "#favactivity">>I love losing my time on social media.<</replace>><</link>> | <<link "<img src='images/icons/smarts.png'>Smarts">><<add "smarts" 7>><<replace "#favactivity">>Reading books has always been my passion.<</replace>><</link>> | <<link "<img src='images/icons/sexskill.png'>Masturbation">><<add "sexskill" 7>><<replace "#favactivity">>Step aside, let me cum!<</replace>><</link>></div>
<div id="bigwarning"><div id='warning'></div><<link "Next">><<if $Leo is 5 or $Jasmin is 5 or $Yara is 5 or $Eva is 5>><<replace "#bigwarning">>Our game has some themes that certain players might not like, like sissification, cucking, bimbofication, BNWO, and other. Would you like to toggle the content of the game or are you fine with all of it?
<<link "Let's make sure I don't run into anything I don't like." "The New Year">><</link>>
<<link "I'm fine with it all, let's play!" "Management">><<set $leoavoid to false>><<set $evaavoid to false>><<set $yaraavoid to false>><<set $jasminavoid to false>><<script>>
Dialog.setup("The Letter", "let");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("The Letter").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>>
<</replace>><<else>><<replace "#warning">>You still have unchosen stats.<br><</replace>><</if>><</link>></div></center><<pichead "winter/character-creation.jpg">>
<div id='continue'>In small droplets and beautiful icy sculptures, snow falls from above, aiming for the ground to meet their friends. Let's build your character for the game, in small droplets that may or may not be relevant to the story but would be relevant to you, the reader. This aspect of the character is how she begins, and she can always change for the better (or worse).
<div class="row"><div class="col-4 management"><<include "mc-face">></div><div class="col-8 paddedleft">What's her name?
<<textbox "$name" "Alice" autofocus>>
Hair color: <label><<radiobutton "$hair" "blonde" autocheck>> Blonde?</label> | <label><<radiobutton "$hair" "black" autocheck>> Black?</label> | <label><<radiobutton "$hair" "brown" autocheck>> Brown?</label> | <label><<radiobutton "$hair" "red" autocheck>> Red?</label>
Hair style: <label><<radiobutton "$hairl" "updo" autocheck>> Updo?</label> | <label><<radiobutton "$hairl" "wave" autocheck>> Wave?</label> | <label><<radiobutton "$hairl" "stylish" autocheck>> Stylish?</label> | <label><<radiobutton "$hairl" "pixie" autocheck>> Pixie?</label>
Eye color: <label><<radiobutton "$eye" "blue" autocheck>> Blue?</label> | <label><<radiobutton "$eye" "green" autocheck>> Green?</label> | <label><<radiobutton "$eye" "brown" autocheck>> Brown?</label>
Skin color: <label><<radiobutton "$skin" "Fair" autocheck>> Fair</label> | <<dark "∅ Black?" "Due to certain themes in the game, the MC has to be fair-skinned.">></div></div>
<div class="row"><div class="col-4 management"><br><br><br><br><br><br><br></div><div class="col-8 paddedleft">
Length: <label><<radiobutton "$length" "6 feet" autocheck>> 6 Feet?</label> | <label><<radiobutton "$length" "5'7 feet" autocheck>> 5'7 Feet?</label> | <label><<radiobutton "$length" "5'5 feet" autocheck>> 5'5 Feet?</label> | <label><<radiobutton "$length" "5'2 feet" autocheck>> 5'2 Feet?</label>
Boob Size: <<dark "∅ D-cup?" "It would break her back. You'll get the chance to grow them.">> | <label><<radiobutton "$boobsize" "C-cup" autocheck>> C-cup?</label> | <label><<radiobutton "$boobsize" "B-cup" autocheck>> B-cup?</label> | <label><<radiobutton "$boobsize" "A-cup" autocheck>> A-cup?</label>
</div></div>
<center><<link "Let's see it.">><<pickup $Intro "LeftSideStats1" 1>><<replace "#continue">>
<div class="row"><div class="col-4 management"><<include "mc-face">></div><div class="col-8 paddedleft">This is you, me, the author and reader. We are an 18 years old student at Egrogry High, a school in an unknown area of the States or elsewhere. Matters not. What matter is that I'm a <<print $hair>> <<print $hairl>>-haired girl with <<print $eye>> eyes and fair skin.
I'm <<print $length>> tall and have <<print $boobsize>>-sized boobs, which we both like.
Let's move on, shall we?</div></div>
<center><<link "Actually, let me fix that" "Winter Break 1">><<drop $Intro "LeftSideStats1" 1>><</link>> | <<link "This is me!" "Winter Break 2">><</link>></center><</replace>><</link>></center>
</div><img src='images/winter/character-creation.jpg' width='100%'>
<<if visited(passage()) is 1>>As you can see on the left here
<------------------------------
You can now see my name, my portrait, and my current clothes.
And yes I am naked.
Look let's get over the fact that I'm completely in the nude and that you're (most probably) sexually attracted to me. The game hasn't even started yet, I still have a lot of stuff to teach you about me, my world, and the people you're about to meet.
So let's just make sure I get something on myself that works best with the kind of character I am, and let's get this show on the road, shall we?
<<link "Okay, you're right..." "Winter Break 2">><</link>>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>>At home, we'll be able to find a wardrobe that we can use to wear and remove clothes that I own, including underwear and special accessories.
These beautiful little pieces of clothing and attire will sometimes be essential to unlock certain scenes, so make sure to keep an eye out on what a specific scene might need. Some options are also tied to said clothing.
Now, you have the option between four different kinds of clothing, and each will bring with them certain... pluses to the character that I am. Let's check these out:
<div id='clothing_archetype'><div class="row"><div class="col-3 management"><<link "Emo Archetype" "Winter Break 3">><<set $mediasavvy to 5>><<pickup $Intro "FourMain" 1>><</link>></div><div class="col-3 management"><<link "Sporty Archetype" "Winter Break 3">><<pickup $Intro "FourMain" 1>><<set $athletics to 5>><</link>></div><div class="col-3 management"><<link "Naughty Archetype" "Winter Break 3">><<set $sexskill to 5>><<pickup $Intro "FourMain" 1>><</link>></div><div class="col-3 management2"><<link "Nerdy Archetype" "Winter Break 3">><<set $smarts to 15>><<pickup $Intro "FourMain" 1>><</link>></div></div><</if>><center><<include "Worn">>
This is the clothing I casually wear.
This choice not only impacted what I have in my wardrobe, but it also has revealed some stats on the right side.
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Do you want a rundown on what any of the stats on the right mean? You could hover over their icons or click the tiny little INFO link at the top right next to the word stats. As more of these stats appear, more information will be shared on there.
<span style="display:inline-flex"><a data-passage="Happy New Year" class="link-internal macro-link" role="link" tabindex="0"><button class="bg-image-button">Winter Break -<br>Tutorial</button></a><a data-passage="Happier New Year" class="link-internal macro-link" role="link" tabindex="0"><button class="bg-image-button2">Winter Break - Free Roam</button></a></span></center><center><img src="images/locations/town.jpg" width="80%"></center>You already know my name, <<s Author>><<print $name>>.<</s>>
But there's more to me that hadn't been said and that hopefully will help me in my aspirations to become the //Prom Queen//.
While in school I had a decent grade, it also tied me to some people that came along with the studies and/or grades.
There was <div class="tooltip Jasmin"> ''Jasmin'' <span class="tooltiptext"><img src="Images/Character/Jasmin.jpg" width="50 px"> grade: 88%</span></div>, an activist that fought for people's rights, was always vocal about her hopes for a better, new world. <<dark "Additional Info" "BBC Path">>
<div class="tooltip Yara"> ''Yara'' <span class="tooltiptext"><img src="Images/Character/Yara.jpg" width="50 px"> grade: 91%</span></div>, a lively athletic person who runs track for the school's team. <<dark "Additional Info" "Lesdom/Sub Path">>
<div class="tooltip Leo"> ''Leo'' <span class="tooltiptext"><img src="Images/Character/Leo.jpg" width="50 px"> grade: 94%</span></div>, while smart, was a social butterfly who could fit into any conversation. <<dark "Additional Info" "Alpha/Beta/Trans/Sissy Path">>
And <div class="tooltip Eva"> ''Eva'' <span class="tooltiptext"><img src="Images/Character/Eva.jpg" width="50 px"> grade: 97%</span></div>, a studious person just like me, who had college aspirations, and who will, like me, need to step up her game. <<dark "Additional Info" "Moral Degeneration/Bimbo Path">>
<center>Who was my best friend?
<<link 'Jasmin'>>
<<set $grade to 88>>
<<updatemeter 'Grade' `$grade / $maxgrade`>>
<<add "Jasmin" 5>>
<<timed 500ms>><<goto "Bedroom Opening">><</timed>>
<</link>> | <<link 'Yara'>>
<<set $grade to 91>>
<<updatemeter 'Grade' `$grade / $maxgrade`>>
<<add "Yara" 5>>
<<timed 500ms>><<goto "Bedroom Opening">><</timed>>
<</link>> | <<link 'Leo'>>
<<set $grade to 94>>
<<updatemeter 'Grade' `$grade / $maxgrade`>>
<<add "Leo" 5>>
<<timed 500ms>><<goto "Bedroom Opening">><</timed>>
<</link>> | <<link 'Eva'>>
<<set $grade to 97>>
<<updatemeter 'Grade' `$grade / $maxgrade`>>
<<add "Eva" 5>>
<<timed 500ms>><<goto "Bedroom Opening">><</timed>>
<</link>></center><center><img src='images/character/me.jpg' width='200px'></center>
Hi! My name is <<s Author>><<print $name>>!<</s>>
It's really interesting how life has different plans for you than what you first intended!
You see, I'm 18 years old, I had just finished my first semester of senior year at high school, and was hopeful for a bright future, when I received heavy news of a huge requirement for my college applications.
<<s Jerome>>''Dear Students,
Your applications to the different colleges are rolling in through our offices on the daily, and while most of you have maintained a high GPA and made sure to add information relevant to your families' history and their ties with the higher echelons of the government, we find it important to note that you need much more to be admitted to the top universities. //Joining a sports program//, //volunteering abroad,// or even becoming //Prom King or Queen,// are some of the ways your applications can improve and grow.
You will need to be more, do more, in order to obtain the future you want.
Best,
The SA Office''<</s>>
There it was, the news that I had feared. While I had a lot of positive attributes to myself and was smart beyond my years, I didn't do more than go to school, study, and then go back home. I could've done more, and now it's come to bite me in the ass.
One thing just jumped at me in this letter addressed to all the students by the SA Office: //Prom Queen.// Did I have what it takes to do that? It was my dream once, watching shows and reading stories, to be a princess in some castle and live a life of regality. Why settle for that, why not become the //Queen//?
<<link "Continue" "Opening 2">><</link>><<if $mediasavvy == 5>> Social Media, the one place where everyone can meet virtually, was a place of wonder and importance to me. I knew that one day whatever my job would be, it would be tied to it and linked to its beautiful aspirational pages and engaging stories. How much, however, I has no idea of.
I also knew it would be a way for me to gain the momentum I needed to become the //Prom Queen//. <<elseif $smarts == 5>> Beyond just my grade and the number it gave me, I knew that being smart also meant doing research of your own and going further than what the face give you. Doing my own research into various topics helped me understand much more about the hidden aspects of life.
In a society like our own, having information to wield is an invaluable asset, and I was sure to use my smarts to become //Prom Queen//. <<elseif $athletics == 5>> My body is a vessel, one that will carry me throughout my life till the day certain technological advancements can help us switch bodies. Until that day comes, I have always intended on making sure the body I held would help me be the best version of myself, and not fail me in my old age. A bit of yoga here and a bit of running there never hurt nobody.
And catching people's attention like that is a sure-fire way of becoming //Prom Queen//... <<elseif $sexskill == 5>> Even though I was a virgin and all the information I held was from porn sites and my occasional goon sessions, I found that my knowledge of certain trends and certain aspects of the sex industry to be very beneficial in understanding male behavior and likes, and even understanding my own body more. Through my intensive past in masturbating my time away to beautiful bodies in extacy, I was able to find my own.
And who knows, maybe that intimate knowledge of the art of seduction and sex will help me in my goals to become this year's //Prom Queen//. <</if>>
All that introduction put apart and my secrets revealed to you, reader, let us dive right into my story, and see what the future holds for me.
Every day, certain events based on my stats will arise, and you'll help me make my choices on how to face them. Depending on my choices, my odds of becoming //Prom Queen// will grow or lessen. In the end, once all is revealed, we can know whether or not we have achieved our goal.
I cannot miss classes unless absolutely necessary to pursue other ventures, as the more I miss classes the less my odds of even being nominated for //Prom Queen//.
As such, classes are super important for me not to miss, between 8 and 10AM every day. After that, anything else I am free to follow or ignore.
I can look at my calendar for guidance on what I could usually have planned out for the week, available to me right at the home page.
Help me reach my goal to enjoy higher education, and I will forever be grateful. Or don't, it's all up to you!
<center><<link "Let's Begin">><<goto "Management">><</link>></center><<set $tutorial to false>><<pickup $Intro "RightSideFriends" 1>><<pickup $Intro "Finished" 1>><<pickup $Intro "LeftSideStats" 1>><<pickup $Intro "corruption" 1>><<pickup $Intro "bbcworld" 1>><<pickup $Intro "cash" 1>><<pickup $Intro "looks" 1>><<pickup $Intro "open" 1>><<pickup $Intro "energy" 1>><<pickup $Intro "subdom" 1>><<pickup $Intro "grade" 1>><<pickup $Intro "arousal" 1>>You have chosen to skip the tutorial. In doing so, you can see that all the stats and information are now available to you to the left and right. You're free to explore all of them, as well as the prelude to the main story in this winter break.
Enjoy the game, and be confident that you will not be able to see everything in a single playthrough :)
<<link "Explore the Winter Break" "Happy New Year">><</link>><<if visited(passage()) is 1>><<s Yara>>Happy New Year!<</s>>
The party raged as I enjoyed myself alongside my friends, dancing as the music played loudly around us.
The constant loud beat played in my ears, giving me an unmistakable dizziness.
<<s Yara>>Ready for the countdown?<</s>>
I looked at the person calling to me, cheering alongside me.
<div id='introyara'><<link "Look at her.">><<replace "#introyara">><center><<pic Yara>><</pic>><<tutu>>When you see a character portrait like the one above, you can hover over it to get more information about the character.
Furthermore, if you hover over colored names like the one below, you'll be able to see a character portrait of that name.<</tutu>></center>
To my right, <<light Yara>>, my athletic friend with a smile of gold looked at me and waited for my answer.
Spending time with <<light Yara>> meant that I sometimes had to go watch her compete and support her in what she did. It's not that I ever felt forced to do it, there was just something about her that was very interesting, that just required support. Her humility was intense, forcing you to like her almost, and while others shied away from that, I liked being there for her, knowing that she would support me too.
I smiled back at her, still trying to catch my bearings with the loud noise surrounding me.
<<s Author>>Oh yeah yeah for sure!<</s>> I reassured her, smiling.
<<light Yara>> was a school star. We shared a lot of classes, but she was most known for her sportiness outside of them. An athlete who was in the school's track team, she was on the way to get the best scholarships thanks to her physical prowess.
<<s Yara>>Are you excited for the new year? New year, new you!<</s>>
<<s Author>>Why would I want to change?<</s>> I joked, as she looked me up and down.
<<s Yara>>I mean you could always be more... sporty.<</s>> She commented, laughing softly.
I smiled back at her.
If there's one thing <<light Yara>> knew, it was sports. And it probably also was all she knew...
I needed to take a breather from the raging party around me.
<<s Author>>I'm sorry, I need a breather.<</s>> I announced, before heading outside.
<<link "Walk Out" "Happy New Year">><<pickup $Intro "energy" 1>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 2>><<tutu>>If you are to look at the right side panel, you'll find that a new stat just appeared.
<center>----------------------></center><span class='energy'>Energy <img src='images/icons/energy.png'></span> is a stat that calls out how many actions you can take a day. If it drops to 0, you'll have to sleep to regain all that lost energy the next day.<</tutu>>
The air outside was quite different than the sweat heavy one that filled the indoors.
Walking around, I decided to take a seat on the grass that filled the lawn of the house we were at.
//Whose house it was? I had no idea. But that was where the party was at.//
<<tutu>>Text in italics like the one above are thoughts that the main character is having. Over time, your actions will influence those.<</tutu>>
<<s Eva>>You're out here too?<</s>>
A voice called out to me, familiar.
I turned to look at my friend.
<center><<pic Eva>><</pic>></center>
<div id='evaintro'><center><<link "That's Eva">><<replace "#evaintro">><<light Eva>>, just as nerdy and intelligent as I am, was an amazing friend that I always could count on to keep me at the top of my game when it came to studying. From time spent in the library together to study sessions at either of our houses, we were inseparable friends who would do everything together, mostly involving education. Her work ethic and impressive smarts I was sometimes jealous of, and couldn't wait for us both to achieve great things.
<<s Author>>Honestly, where else would I be? It's pretty loud inside, right?<</s>> I answered her, smiling at her presence there.
<<s Eva>>It really is. But the countdown's happening soon.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Yeah, we'll eventually have to go back in.<</s>>
<<s Eva>>Until then, we get to enjoy the night's air.<</s>> She announced, looking up at the oddly clear skies.
//Global warming is a lie, yeah right. We've barely seen rainfall this year.//
<<tutu>>The upcoming choice will have an influence on our friend, pushing her to be more or less intelligent. When it comes to <<light Eva>>, there are three common stats to look out for: Her submissie she is, how smart she is, and how close we are as friends.<</tutu>>
<div id='choices'><<link "Talk about global warming">><<add "evasmarts" 1>><<less "energy" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>No snow, no rain, huh.<</s>> I voiced out, noticing the odd weather.
<<s Eva>>It's like global warming isn't even real!<</s>> She joins me in the critique.
<<s Author>>That's exactly what I was thinking of.<</s>> I announced.
<<s Eva>>Waht can I say. Great minds think alike.<</s>> She said with a smirk.
We kept looking at the stars for a moment, enjoying the clear skies.
<<s Leo>>You two also decided to walk out? Seems like we're moving the party here!<</s>> Another voice rose by our side, and I turned to look at yet another friend.
<center><<pic Leo>><</pic>>
<<link "That's Leo" "Happy New Year">><</link>></center><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Talk about the party">><<less "evasmarts" 1>><<less "energy" 1>><<replace "#choices">><<s Author>>That's quite the party, isn't it? Everyone's here!<</s>> I commented, a superficial yet well-meaning statement.
<<s Eva>>Yeah. It's a bit overwhelming.<</s>>
<<s Author>>That's cause you think a lot. It's not that bad. It's nice to let loose sometimes.<</s>> I announced, as my friend nodded along, understanding what I meant by what I said.
We kept looking at the stars for a moment, enjoying the clear skies.
<<s Leo>>You two also decided to walk out? Seems like we're moving the party here!<</s>> Another voice rose by our side, and I turned to look at yet another friend.
<center><<pic Leo>><</pic>>
<<link "That's Leo" "Happy New Year">><</link>></center><</replace>><</link>></div>
<</replace>><</link>></center></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 3>><center><<pic Leo>><</pic>></center><<light Leo>> was a very interesting person in high school. A social anomaly in a place that constantly wanted to put you in a box and judge you, he always found himself at the sidelines of most encounters, watching and engaging silently. He never ruffled feathers and was neither famous nor completely out of the picture. He was an interesting case for sure.
<<s Author>>Why am I not surprised to find you here with us?<</s>> I quipped back at him, smiling wide to welcome him.
<<s Leo>>My two besties are here together, how could I not join?<</s>>
<<light Leo>> was far from being the most masculine person out there. His affinity to softer matters, his kind-hearted nature, his feminine features... They all helped in making him stand out as different. That didn't mean that he was doomed to a life of femininity, it just meant he was on his way there. As he currently stood, he wasn't quite leaning on any side.
<<tutu>><<light Leo>> has one stat other than friendship to look out for. This one being femininity. Through your choices, you'll be able to influence whether he grows up to be more masculine or more feminine.<</tutu>>
<div id='choices'><<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'>You're one of the besties">><<less "energy" 1>><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I looked at my friend and decided to lean into the feminine act:
<<s Author>>Girl you're one of the besties!<</s>> I joked as I gave him a hug.
<<light Leo>> blushed lightly but preferred not to comment.
I smiled to myself. It's always nice to see him squirm like that.
As we separated, we got called in by the party-goers, as the countdown was approaching.
<<link "Walk back in" "Happy New Year">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/masc.png'>Our man is here">><<less "energy" 1>><<add "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">>I chose to give him a boost of confidence:
<<s Author>>Here comes our man to protect us.<</s>> I joked as I gave him a hug.
<<light Leo>> stood a tiny bit taller as he returned the hug, feeling confident in his masculinity.
I smiled at myself. It's always nice to see him appreciate his own worth.
As we separated, we got called in by the party-goers, as the countdown was approaching.
<<link "Walk back in" "Happy New Year">><</link>> <</replace>><</link>></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 4>><center><<pic Jasmin>><</pic>></center>Walking inside, I am quickly met by <<light Jasmin>> who eagerly pushed me to grab one of the masks they had collected for the party.
<div id='jasminintro'><center><<link "Who's Jasmin?">><<less "energy" 1>><<replace "#jasminintro">><<light Jasmin>> was a small, cute petite girl. Her opinions however, were strong and brutal, and she never shied away from sharing them with all who wanted to hear. From fighting for immigrants rights to joining freedom movement to even allying herself with the LGBT movement, Jasmin would do all she can to push any antigovernmental agenda. Her conviction, unmatched, constantly puts her at odds with her racist father, who would constantly fight her about her support of the Black Lives Matter Movement or whatever other cause of the day she got roped into.
Recently, she had started seeing <<light Jerome>>, another student at school that was as mysterious as he was attractive. The complete disparity between their two characters made of them an unlikely duo, yet she hadn't left his side recently.
<<s Jasmin>>Here, take this.<</s>> My friend pushed the mask in my hands, rushing me to put it on.
I was left confused as I saw <<light Jerome>> approach her.
<<s Jerome>>Come on, babe, the countdown is near.<</s>>
<<link "Wait for the countdown." "Happy New Year">><<if $tutorial is true>><<pickup $Intro "RightSideFriends" 1>><</if>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>>
<</replace>><</link>></center></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) is 5>><<tutu>>Will you look at that! The character portraits for your friends are now available to the right, in addition to a few other characters that will become relevant over time. Each one of these portraits has its friendship score on top of it.
Now, if you are to press on these pictures, you can bring out all the information you have on them and keep track of the progress of the friendship, including what scenes you haven't yet seen with them. Go ahead, try it out if you want!<</tutu>>
There was a palpable excitement in the air as we prepared ourselves for the countdown, all my friends collected in this place with other students I recognized from my classes.
The clock slowly started counting down, fast approaching the new year and the exciting prospect of what was to come next.
<<s Yara>>10... 9... 8...<</s>> My friends around me were bubbling with excitement.
<<s Leo>>Who are you kissing at midnight?<</s>> My close friend <<light Leo>> asked me teasingly.
<<s Eva>>5... 4... 3...<</s>>
The question struck with me. Who did I feel closest to? Who was my favorite there?
<<s Author>>2... 1...<</s>>
The new year approached, and with it, new opportunities for change.
It was to be the most important year of our lives....
<<link "The new year" "The New Year">><<less "energy" 1>><</link>>
<</if>>The new year would bring so many changes for me and my friends. And I had decisions to make regarding that and where it would take us...
<<tutu>>This is where we toggle content on and off from the game. Depending on your preferences, you have the choice to allow or deny certain kinks and content types in the game. This system is still bareboned and flawed, so the best strategy to miss certain content is to minimize interaction with the character related to that content.<</tutu>>
As the countdown reached zero, I received flashes of potential, things that might happen and things that are yet to become true. Glimpses of a possible future played in front of my eyes, as I saw what my friends might look like in the upcoming year.
<<picswitch "Leo" "Eva" "Leo the social butterfly" "Lea the sissy">>Leo is on a path of masculinity or femininity; and I'll be the one to help him find himself most in either of them. Under my guidance, he can accept his femininity or only discover his homosexuality.
What do I want his story to be for the year?
<<radiobutton "_leo" "1" checked>>I want it all. (sissification - trans content)
<<radiobutton "_leo" "2">>I only want the gay stuff.
<<radiobutton "_leo" "3">>I don't want anything to do with Leo.<</picswitch>>
<<picswitch "Eva" "Eva" "The nerdy Eva" "The prostitute Eva">>Eva is on a path of moral degeneration and bimbofication. While she tries to hide it, she's also discovering her lesbian tendencies.
What do I want her story to be for the year?
<<radiobutton "_eva" "1" checked>>I want it all. (bimbofication - moral degeneration - lesbianism)
<<radiobutton "_eva" "2">>I only want the lesbo stuff.
<<radiobutton "_eva" "3">>I don't want anything to do with Eva.<</picswitch>>
<<picswitch "Yara" "Yara" "Yara the athlete" "The goddess Yara">>Yara is hardly one to be influenced. Her strong character is almost overbearing, and she'll want to be the one in control should our paths cross. I could always change the narrative though...
What will I do about Yara this year?
<<radiobutton "_yara" "1" checked>>I am not avoiding her. (harem - submission - lesbianism)
<<radiobutton "_yara" "3">>I don't want anything to do with Yara.<</picswitch>>
<<picswitch "Jasmin" "Jasmin" "Jasmin the activist" "Jasmin the snowbunny">>Jasmin's road will take her to the edge of reparations and BBC addiction. She'll be a fighter for the BNWO. Do I want to aid in her new world or would I rather step aside?
How will our paths cross this year?
<<radiobutton "_jasmin" "1" checked>>I will fight with her. (BNWO - Harem - BBC)
<<radiobutton "_jasmin" "3">>I don't want anything to do with Jasmin.<</picswitch>>
<<picswitch "Eric" "Eric" "Eric the Lover" "Eric the cuck">>A stranger waits to be met. His story and future will be up to me, depending on my choices with him. Will I date him, cuck him, or keep the friendship intact?
All I know is that my choices will have consequences once I do eventually meet him.<</picswitch>>
<<tutu>>While these are content toggles for the big themes of the game, please be advised that you'll always have the chance to meet stray scenes and characters that might have their own agendas. These toggles will minimize contact with these characters as much as possible, but some shared scenes are unavoidable. Yet again though, your choices are the ones that will impact the story amongst all of them. You create your own story.<</tutu>>
<center><div id='warning'>Once you're certain of your choices, click the link below:
<<link "Let's continue.">><<replace "#warning">>Are you sure?
<<link "Yes">><<if _leo is 1>><<set $leoavoid to false>><<elseif _leo is 2>><<set $leoavoid to false>><<set $alphabeta to 100>><<elseif _leo is 3>><<set $alphabeta to 100>><<set $leoavoid to true>><</if>><<if _eva is 1>><<set $evaavoid to false>><<elseif _eva is 2>><<set $evaavoid to false>><<set $evasmarts to 100>><<elseif _eva is 3>><<set $evasmarts to 100>><<set $evaavoid to true>><</if>><<if _jasmin is 1>><<set $jasminavoid to false>><<else>><<set $jasminavoid to true>><</if>><<if _yara is 1>><<set $yaraavoid to false>><<else>><<set $yaraavoid to true>><</if>><<if $Intro.has("Finished")>><<goto "Management">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("The Letter", "let");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("The Letter").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><<else>><<goto "The New Year Kiss">><</if>><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div></center><<if visited(passage()) is 1>>The future was bright, and the lights were shining, as everyone cheered the new year on.
And the choice was mine.
Which of my friends did I feel closest to?
Which of them did I like most, and wanted to show that appreciation for?
Was it <<light Yara>>, the athlete with a dominant streak?
<<light Eva>>, the nerdy friend who shares my passion for knowledge?
<<light Leo>>, the social butterfly with a heart of gold?
Or was it <<light Jasmin>>, who currently traded spit with her boyfriend/fling/lover/whatever?
<<tutu>>This is a boost for one of your friendship stats, helping you get their content sooner.
If you are to look to the right at their portrait while making your choice, you'll notice their stats rising with a small animation. Choices you make in the game have the potential of raising <img src='images/icons/friend.png'> or lowering <img src='images/icons/foe.png'> your friendship stat.<</tutu>>
<div id='kiss'><center><<link "<img src='images/character/yara.jpg' width='100px' title='Yara'>">><<add "Yara" 3>><<replace "#kiss">>
<<link "Time to party!" "The New Year Kiss">><<less "energy" 1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "<img src='images/character/eva.jpg' width='100px' title='Eva'>">><<add "Eva" 3>><<replace "#kiss">>
<<link "Time to party!" "The New Year Kiss">><<less "energy" 1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "<img src='images/character/leo.jpg' width='100px' title='Leo'>">><<add "Leo" 3>><<replace "#kiss">>
<<link "Time to party!" "The New Year Kiss">><<less "energy" 1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>> <<link "<img src='images/character/jasmin.jpg' width='100px' title='Jasmin'>">><<add "Jasmin" 3>><<replace "#kiss">>
<<link "Time to party!" "The New Year Kiss">><<less "energy" 1>><</link>><</replace>><</link>></center></div>
<<elseif visited(passage()) gte 2>><</if>><center><img src="images/locations/gym.jpg" width="100%"><<include "Gym Random Events">><div id="Gym"><<link "Wait Around" "Gym">><<addmins 30>><</link>> | <<if $workoutweek is false>><<link "Workout <img src='images/icons/athletics.png'>">><<add "athletics" 1>><<addhours 1>><<less "energy" 1>><<set $visitedgym to true>><<set $workoutweek to true>><<replace "#Gym">><<if $athletics gte 10 and $friendsevents.count("Athletics1") is 0>><<pickup $friendsevents "Athletics1" 1>>Working out, I notice that I can handle the weights that I had place for myself easier than I did before. There is an improvement in my physical prowess, and although I am still some ways away from the perfect body, I can feel myself performing better than before. I smile to myself at the realization.<<elseif $athletics gte 20 and $friendsevents.count("Athletics2") is 0>><<pickup $friendsevents "Athletics2" 1>>Going for my traditional routine, I notice that the things I am trying have become very easy for me. Adding some weight, I go back to my workout with renewed vigor. This gains me a few sideway glances, as I impress strangers in the area with my performance. I smile to myself at the newest development.<<elseif $athletics gte 30 and $friendsevents.count("Athletics3") is 0>><<pickup $friendsevents "Athletics3" 1>>In my workout today, I am approached by a girl who shyly asks for guidance on what to do.
<<s stranger>>Sorry to be bothering, but you seem to know what to do and... You look the type. Can you please help me?<</s>>
This odd request from a complete stranger (which I obviously fulfilled) brings with it the realization that my recent physical improvements are showing more and more. Beyond the adrenaline of the workout, I find joy in this simple interaction.<<elseif $athletics gte 40 and $friendsevents.count("Athletics4") is 0>><<pickup $friendsevents "Athletics4" 1>>There was no denying that I had improved a lot, physically, since I first started coming here to work out. My physical capabilities have grown, but also the amount of glances I've been collecting have been multiplied tenfold. One of the guys that usually frequent the gym has been a bit too eager to see me workout lately though...
<div id='choicegym'><<link "<img src='images/icons/open.png'>Let him watch">><<add "open" 1>><<replace "#choicegym">>Flaunting my body even more as I notice him looking at me, I allow myself to be even more on display as I push my newly improved body to the limit. I can see the positive effect that has on him, as his boner prevents him from truly working out.<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/close.png'>Call him out">><<less "open" 1>><<replace "#choicegym">>Not wanting to be observed by a pervert, I decide to call him out in front of everyone there.
<<s Author>>Lost something? Your eyes are all over the place, dude.<</s>>
He turns a few shades of red as he averts his gaze, thoroughly humiliated by my actions.
My body is hot, but it's not free real estate!<</replace>><</link>></div> <<else>><<switch $gymrandom>><<case 2>><<light Jerome>> notices me at one point and spots me for a few reps. I feel closer to him thanks to his help.<<add "Jerome" 1>><<case 3>>The PT approaches me at one point, noticing a deficit in my technique. He shares valuable sports knowledge that I immediately make use of.<<case 7>><<light Samuel>> strikes up a conversation with me in between reps, impressed with my athleticism. I can't help but feel happy for the attention.<<case 8>>I hear the flash of a camera behind me as I get a few squats in. Turning to look at the source, I scrutinize the people there to no avail.<<default>>I workout for a bit. It's fun as I feel my muscles tense and bulge.<</switch>><</if>><</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Workout <img src='images/icons/athletics.png'>" "I already worked out today">><</if>><<if $evaworkout is true and $workoutweek is false>> | <<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Wed" or GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Sun">><<link "Work out with Eva" "Evaworkout">><<addhours 2>><<less "energy" 2>><<set $visitedgym to true>><<set $workoutweek to true>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Workout with Eva <img src='images/icons/athletics.png'>" "Eva is at the gym on Wednesday and Sunday only">><</if>><<elseif $evaworkout is true and $workoutweek is true>> | <<dark "Workout with Eva <img src='images/icons/athletics.png'>" "I already worked out today">><<elseif $leoworkout gt 0 and $workoutweek is false>> | <<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Wed" or GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Sun">><<link "Workout with Leo <img src='images/icons/athletics.png'>" "Leoworkout">><<addhours 2>><<less "energy" 2>><<set $visitedgym to true>><<set $workoutweek to true>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Workout with Leo <img src='images/icons/athletics.png'>" "Leo is at the gym on Wednesday and Sunday only">><</if>><<elseif $leoworkout > 0 and $workoutweek is true>> | <<dark "Workout with Leo <img src='images/icons/athletics.png'>" "I already worked out today">><<else>> | <<dark "Locked Option" "I could maybe reach out to Leo about working out together?">><</if>></div>
</center><<set $gymrandom to random(1, 8)>><<switch $gymrandom>><<case 1>><<RE 'random/gym-random.jpg'>>Music plays all around me as I walk into the place. It's nice to feel the energy flowing through me!<</RE>>
<<case 2>><<RE 'character/jerome.jpg'>>I notice <<light Jerome>> hard at work toning his body. He smiles to me before going back to his set.<</RE>>
<<case 3>><<RE 'random/gym-pt.jpg'>>A personal trainer smiles and greets me, before going back to spot their client.<</RE>>
<<case 4>><<RE 'random/gym-weak.jpg'>>Having fallen to the ground, a weak looking guy is nursing his injured knee.<</RE>>
<<case 5>><<RE 'random/gym-dance.jpg'>>Deeper in one of the rooms of the gym, a dance class is in full swing.<</RE>>
<<case 6>><<RE 'random/gym-couple.jpg'>>Posing in front of the large mirror, a couple is taking pictures of themselves in various poses.<</RE>>
<<case 7>><<RE 'character/samuel.jpg'>><<light Samuel>> gets to work on his upper body, distracted by his intense workout.<</RE>>
<<case 8>><<RE 'random/gym-empty.jpg'>>The gym isn't as crowded as it usually is. What a relaxing change of pace!<</RE>>
<</switch>><center><img src="images/locations/library.jpg" width="100%"><<include "Library Random Events">><div id="library"><<link "Wait Around" "Library">><<addmins 30>><</link>> | <<if $smartsweek is true>><<dark "Study<img src='images/icons/smarts.png'>" "I already studied at home">><<elseif $visitedlibrary is true>><<dark "Study<img src='images/icons/smarts.png'>" "I already studied here">><<else>><<link "Study<img src='images/icons/smarts.png'>">><<add "smarts" 1>><<addhours 1>><<less "energy" 1>><<set $visitedlibrary to true>><<set $researchweek to true>><<replace "#library">>I study for a bit. It's fun.<</replace>><</link>><</if>> | <<if $club.has("DebateProposal Accepted") and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Mon" and $gameDate.getHours() gte 16 and $gameDate.getHours() lte 18>><<link "Debate Club" "Debate Club">><<addhours 3>><<less "energy" 2>><</link>><<elseif $club.has("DebateProposal Accepted")>><<dark "Debate Club" "The club meets on Mondays between 4 and 6PM">><<elseif $club.has("DebateProposal Denied")>><<dark "Debate Club" "I'm not a part of that club.">><<else>><<dark "Locked Option" "Keep attending classes to unlock this storyline.">><</if>></div>
</center><<if $ericevent is 1 and $Eric gte 20>><<RE "character/eric.jpg">><<light Eric>> is weirdly hanging out here. When he notices me, he <<link "approaches" "Eric Event 2">><<addhours 3>><<less "energy" 3>><<add "ericevent" 1>><</link>>.<</RE>><<else>><<set $libraryrandom to random(1, 8)>><<switch $libraryrandom>>
<<case 1>><<RE 'random/library-empty.jpg'>>The hushed tones of different people studying fills the calm atmosphere.<</RE>>
<<case 2>><<if $evasmarts gt 0>><<RE 'character/eva.jpg'>><<if $Eva gte 10 and $evaevent is 0>><<light Eva>> is studying in a table in the corner here. Maybe I could <<link "join her<img src='images/icons/energy.png'>" "EvaEvent 1">><<addhours 2>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>>.<<elseif $evamaths is "Cheat" or $evamaths is "Cheatme" or $evamaths is "Study">><<light Eva>> is studying for the maths exam. Let's <<link "<img src='images/icons/energy.png'><img src='images/icons/energy.png'><img src='images/icons/smarts.png'>Join her" "EvaMaths">><<addhours 2>><<less "energy" 2>><<add "smarts" 1>><</link>>.<<elseif $evasmarts lte 15 and visited("EvaSmarts Scenes") is 0>><<light Eva>> seems to be worried about an upcoming exam. Maybe I should <<link "talk to her?" "EvaSmarts Scenes">><<addmins 30>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>><<elseif $evasmarts lte 5 and visited("EvaSmarts Scenes") is 1>>Books are opened in front of her, but <<light Eva>> is not even looking at them... I could <<link "talk to her" "EvaSmarts Scenes">><<addmins 30>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>>.<<elseif $evasmarts lt 5>><<light Eva>> is all but distracted, on her phone with a couple of books propped up in front of her. She's given up on studying for now it seems.<<elseif $evasmarts lt 15>>A distracted <<light Eva>> is trying to concentrate on the book in front of her... She hasn't really been herself lately...<<else>>I notice <<light Eva>> in one corner of the place, her head in a book, hard at work. Better not distract her!<</if>><</RE>><<else>><<RE 'random/library-empty.jpg'>>The hushed tones of different people studying fills the calm atmosphere. It's been a while since I saw <<light Eva>> here...<</RE>><</if>>
<<case 3>><<RE 'random/library-signing.jpg'>>In one corner of the library, a new author is showcasing their book. It seems to be a fictional autobiography, whatever that means...<</RE>>
<<case 4>><<RE 'random/library-poker.jpg'>>A table in one of the secluded corners of the library has been turned into an unobserved game of poker.<</RE>>
<<case 5>><<RE 'random/library-librarian.jpg'>>The librarian sternly looks at me passing by, and I feel myself holding my breath not wanting to disturb him.<</RE>>
<<case 6>><<RE 'random/library-couple.jpg'>>Soft moaning is heard in a corner of the place, obviously two individuals enjoying their time between the books.<</RE>>
<<case 7>><<RE 'character/sasha.jpg'>>A student I often see around school notices me and smiles, before going back to her book. <<if $bisex gte 30 and $friendsevents.count("bisex3") is 0>><<link "Let's get to really know her..." "Bisexuality Library Scene">><<pickup $friendsevents "bisex3" 1>><<addhours 1>><<add "arousal" 20>><</link>><</if>><</RE>>
<<case 8>><<RE 'random/library-empty.jpg'>>The library isn't as crowded as it usually is. What a relaxing change of pace!<</RE>><</switch>><</if>><center><img src="images/locations/mall.jpg" width="100%">
<<include "Mall Random Events">><<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 19>><<dark "Wait Around" "It is getting late. The mall is closing.">><<else>><<link "Wait Around" "Mall">><<addmins 30>><</link>><</if>>
<<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 19>><<dark "Lisa Espana's Underwear" "It is getting late. The shop is closed.">><<else>><<link "Lisa Espana's Underwear" "lisaespana">><</link>><</if>> | <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 19>><<dark "Pablo Rabonne Clothing" "It is getting late. The shop is closed.">><<else>><<link "Pablo Rabonne Clothing" "pablorabonne">><</link>><</if>> | <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 19>><<dark "Bloom & Rose" "It is getting late. The shop is closed.">><<else>><<link "Bloom & Rose" "bloomnrose">><</link>><</if>> | <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 19>><<dark "Nexus Toys" "It is getting late. The shop is closed.">><<else>><<link "Nexus Toys" "nexustoys">><</link>><</if>>
<<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 19>><<dark "Cream Art Coffee" "It is getting late. The coffee shop is closed.">><<else>><<link "Cream Art Coffee" "creamart">><</link>><</if>><<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 19 and $work.has('S&M')>> | <<dark "S&M Elegance" "It is getting late. The clothing store is closed.">><<elseif $work.has('S&M')>> | <<link "S&M Elegance" "S&M">><</link>><</if>>
</center><<if $yaramessagepost is 1>><<RE 'character/yara.jpg'>>My friend <<light Yara>> is here for our hangout. Let's <<link "Join her" "YaraMall">><<less "energy" 2>><<addhours 2>><<set $yaramessagepost to 0>><<set $yaramessagepre to 0>><</link>>.<</RE>><<elseif $yaramessage is 4>><<RE 'character/yara.jpg'>>I can see my friend <<light Yara>> waiting for me there. Let's <<link "call for her!" "YaraMall2">><<less "energy" 2>><<addhours 2>><<set $yaramessage to 0>><<set $yaramessagepre to 0>><<add "yaraevent" 1>><</link>><</RE>><<elseif $jasminmessagepost is 1 or $jasminmessage is 1>><<RE 'character/jasmin.jpg'>>My friend <<light Jasmin>> along the HRC are here for our outreach. Let's <<link "join them" "HRCMall">><<less "energy" 2>><<addhours 2>><<set $jasminmessage to 0>><<set $jasminmessagepost to 0>><<set $jasminmessagepre to 0>><</link>>.<</RE>><<elseif $ericmessagepost is 1>><<RE 'character/eric.jpg'>>As promised, <<light Eric>> was right there next to the fountain, waiting for me and a bit lost. <<link "Join him" "EricMall">><<less "energy" 2>><<addhours 2>><<set $ericmessagepost to 0>><<set $ericmessagepre to 0>><</link>>.<</RE>><<elseif $evamessage is 3>><<RE 'character/eva.jpg'>><<light Eva>> is waiting for me here to choose our dresses for Valentine. Let's <<link "join her" "EvaMall">><<addhours 1>><<less "energy" 1>><<set $evamessage to 0>><<set $evamessagepre to 0>><</link>>.<</RE>><<elseif $valentine.has('pickup')>><<RE 'locations/snmmain.jpg'>>I need to pick up the dresses that <<light Eva>> and I chose from <<link "S&M" "S&M">><<addhours 1>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>>.<</RE>><<elseif $leomessagepost is 7>><<RE "character/leo.jpg">>My friend <<light Leo>> is hanging out here, waiting for me to <<link "join him" "LeoMall">><<addhours 2>><<add "Leo" 1>><<less "energy" 2>><<add "leoevent" 1>><<set $leomessagepre to 0>><<set $leomessagepost to 0>><</link>> for our shopping spree.<</RE>><<elseif $gameDate.getHours() gte 19>><<RE 'events/public-flashing.jpg'>>The mall is slowly closing its doors, and sending people off. There's nothing to do here anymore...<</RE>><<else>><<set $mallrandom to random(1, 8)>><<switch $mallrandom>><<case 1>><<RE 'random/mall-child.jpg'>>Crying and thrashing about, I see a child asking his mother to get him a toy he saw displayed a few steps back. Their incessant crying is loud.<</RE>>
<<case 2>><<if $work.has('creamart')>><<RE 'character/elio.jpg'>>I notice <<light Elio>> hilariously rushing to work as he's putting his apron on.<</RE>><<else>><<RE 'events/public-flashing.jpg'>>The mall isn't as crowded as it usually is. What a relaxing change of pace!<</RE>><</if>>
<<case 3>><<RE 'random/mall-sale.jpg'>>A flash sale is happening on some washing machine, as housewives are fighting over the last few displayed products.<</RE>>
<<case 4>><<RE 'random/mall-clothing.jpg'>>As I cross the front of Pablo Rabonne, I notice a new sensational article of clothing. Maybe I'll give it a try...<</RE>>
<<case 5>><<RE 'random/mall-cleaning.jpg'>>A custodial decided to clean a whole section right now, in the middle of the day, and has blocked off one of the passages. A longer walk awaits!<<addmins 5>><</RE>>
<<case 6>><<RE 'random/mall-juice.jpg'>>An advertising stand is offering free juice for passerbys.
<div id="juice"><<link "Take some">><<add "energy" 1>><<replace "#juice">>I feel refreshed having tasted this. (<img src='images/icons/energy.png'>Energy +1)<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Ignore them">><<replace "#juice">>I make a large turn to avoid their attention.<</replace>><</link>></div><</RE>>
<<case 7>><<RE 'random/mall-friends.jpg'>>A group of friends are walking through the stores, their voices loud as if they owned the world.<</RE>>
<<case 8>><<RE 'random/mall-grandma.jpg'>>On an escalator, a grandma takes a long time to climb the first step, cursing technology. The crowd is growing behind her.<</RE>>
<</switch>><</if>><<if $ericmessagepre is 1>><<set $ericmessage to 1>><</if>><<if $ericmessagepre is 4>><<set $ericmessage to 4>><</if>><<if $evamessagepre is 5>><<set $evamessage to 5>><<set $evamessagepre to 0>><</if>><center><<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 6 and $gameDate.getHours() lte 19>><img src="images/locations/living-room-day.jpg" width="100%"><<else>><img src="images/locations/living-room-night.jpg" width="100%"><</if>><<set $porn to false>><<if $leomessage gt 0 or $evamessage gt 0 or $yaramessage gt 0 or $jasminmessage gt 0 or $ericmessage gt 0>>Just got a message! I need to check my <<link "phone">>
<<script>>
Dialog.setup("", "pho");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Phone Feed").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><<goto "Management">>
<</link>>.<<elseif $energy lte 0>> I've reached the end of my energy for the day, i need to <<link 'Sleep'>><<sleep>><</link>><<else>>
''In the House''
/*Wardrobe*/<<link "Wardrobe">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("Wardrobe", "war");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Wardrobe").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>> | <<link "Sleep">><<sleep>><</link>><<dark "*" "Skips to next day">> | <<if $arousal >= 80 and $masturbateweek <= 3>><<link "Masturbate <img src='images/icons/sexskill.png'>" "BedroomPlay">><<less "energy" 1>><<addhours 1>><</link>><<elseif $corruption <= 50>><<dark "Masturbate <img src='images/icons/sexskill.png'>" "I'm not horny, why do this?">><<elseif $masturbateweek >= 4>><<dark "Masturbate <img src='images/icons/sexskill.png'>" "I've gooned enough for today">><<else>><<link "Masturbate <img src='images/icons/sexskill.png'>" "BedroomPlay">><<less "energy" 1>><<addhours 1>><</link>><</if>>
<<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Sun" and $costumemeeting1 is true>>Today's the day we finalize our costumes before tomorrow's class! <<link "Meet my friends" "CostumeMeeting">><<addhours 4>><<less "energy" 2>><</link>><</if>><<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Sun" and $club.has("BLM3Open")>><<light Jasmin>> is waiting right outside the house, eager to be going to visit the convict at the county jail. <<link "Let's join her" "HRC BLM Jail">><<addhours 4>><<less "energy" 4>><<drop $club "BLM3Open" 1>><<pickup $club "BLM3Done" 1>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><</link>><</if>><<if $club.has("MovieDay") and $gameDate.getHours() gte 18 and $gameDate.getHours() lte 21>><<link "It's the HRC's Movie Night!" "LGBT Movie Night">><<addhours 3>><<drop $club "MovieDay" 1>><<less "energy" 2>><</link>><<elseif $club.has("MovieDay")>><<dark "It's the HRC's Movie Night!" "Not time yet, it's between 6 and 9 PM tonight.">><</if>>
<</if>></center><center><img src="images/locations/park.jpg" width="100%"><<include "Park Random Events">><div id="Park"><<link "Wait Around" "Park">><<addmins 30>><</link>> | <<link 'Take a Walk'>><<replace "#Park">>I take a walk. Nature is beautiful.<</replace>><<addhours 1>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>> | <<link 'Relax'>><<replace "#Park">>I lie down for a while. I can feel more energetic.<</replace>><<addhours 1>><<add "energy" 1>><</link>> | <<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Sat" and $gameDate.getHours() gte 7 and $gameDate.getHours() lte 9 and $workoutoption is true>><<link "Jog with Yara">><<add "parkworkout" 1>><<addhours 2>><<add "athletics" 1>><<less "energy" 2>><<replace "#Park">><<include "Yara Park Workout">><</replace>><</link>><<elseif $workoutoption is true>><<dark "Jog with Yara" "Only on Saturdays between 7AM and 9AM">><<else>><<dark "Locked Option" "Talk to Yara and improve the friendship">><</if>>
</div>
</center><<if $ericmessage is 2 or $ericmessagepost is 2>><<RE 'character/eric.jpg'>><<light Eric>> and <<light Samuel>> are here waiting for me. Let's <<link "join them" "Music Video Meeting">><<set $ericmessage to 0>><<set $ericmessagepost to 0>><<addhours 1>><<set $ericmessagepre to 0>><</link>>.<</RE>><<elseif $ericmessage is 3 or $ericmessagepost is 3 and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Fri">><<RE 'character/eric.jpg'>><<light Eric>> is waiting for me here for our hangout. Let's <<link "join him" "EricEvent1">><<set $ericmessage to 0>><<set $ericmessagepre to 0>><<set $ericmessagepost to 0>><<add "ericevent" 1>><<addhours 2>><</link>>.<</RE>><<elseif $evamessagepost is 2 or $evamessage is 2>><<RE 'character/eva.jpg'>><<light Eva>> and <<light Leo>> are here waiting for me. Let's <<link "join them" "Music Video Meeting">><<set $evamessage to 0>><<set $evamessagepost to 0>><<addhours 1>><<set $evamessagepre to 0>><</link>>.<</RE>><<else>><<if $bbcworld gte 30>><<set $parkrandom to random(1, 9)>><<else>><<set $parkrandom to random(1, 8)>><</if>><<switch $parkrandom>><<case 1>><<RE 'random/park-dog.jpg'>>I see a dog walking, led by someone on a leash. <div id="petting"><<if $open gte 10>><<link "Pet the dog">><<replace "#petting">>I hold my hand out and approach with a smile to pet the lovely dog. They smile at me.<</replace>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Pet the dog" "Not open <img src='images/icons/open.png'> enough">><</if>>
<<link "Ignore the kind creature">><<replace "#petting">>Ignoring the animal, I keep walking.<</replace>><</link>></div><</RE>>
<<case 2>><<RE 'random/park-wind.jpg'>>The wind plays a beautiful tone as it rushes through the branches and leaves around me, a chill gust coursing through the air.<</RE>>
<<case 3>><<RE 'random/park-squirrel.jpg'>>As I walk down one of the many paths that cross this beautiful park, I notice a squirrel rushing from branch to branch. What a beautiful sight!<</RE>>
<<case 4>><<RE 'character/yara.jpg'>>At a distance, I notice <<light Yara>> jogging, her speed quickly creating a huge distance between us.<</RE>>
<<case 5>><<RE 'random/park-deal.jpg'>>Furtively in a secluded area of the park, I notice two individuals having a furtive conversation They separate quite quickly after that.<</RE>>
<<case 6>><<RE 'random/park-flashing.jpg'>>As I walk down the park, I see a random girl flashing her breasts for whoever wants to take a look. How naughty! <<if $friendsevents.has("open3open") and visited("Open3") is 0>><<link "Dare I do the same?" "Open3">><<addhours 1>><<add "open" 1>><</link>><</if>><</RE>>
<<case 7>><<if $evasmarts lte 0>><<RE "character/eva.jpg">><<light Eva>> is hanging out in the park here. She seems to be happy. <<if visited("EvaSmarts Scenes") lt 3>><<link "Talk to her" "EvaSmarts Scenes">><<addmins 30>><<less "energy" 1>><</link>>.<</if>><</RE>><<else>><<RE 'random/park-heart.jpg'>>Someone had chosen to eternalize their love, ruining the bark as they scribbled on a tree a couple letters with a heart.<</RE>><</if>>
<<case 8>><<RE 'random/park-frisbee.jpg'>>A couple individuals are throwing a frisbee disk to one another, enjoying the good weather.<<if $open gte 20>><br><div id='frisbee'><<link "Join them for a bit">><<addmins 30>><<replace "#frisbee">>Deciding to join in on the game, I spend some quality time with them, smiling throughout. It's nice being open to what the world has to offer!<</replace>><</link>></div><</if>><</RE>>
<<case 9>><<RE 'image'>>A bunch of black guys, probably thugs, are hanging around the area, talking loudly to one another. One of them calls for my attention.
<<if $open gte 50>><<link "Let's see what he wants?" "BBCWorld Park Scene">><<addhours 1>><<pickup $friendsevents "BBC3" 1>><<less "energy" 2>><</link>><<else>><<dark "Let's see what he wants?" "Not open enough">><</if>><</RE>>
<</switch>><</if>><<if tags().includes("Location")>>\
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<<if $valentine.has('pickup')>><<drop $valentine "pickup" 1>><<pickup $valentine "pickedup" 1>><<pickup $work "S&M" 1>>Reacing the beautiful and elegant S&M shop, I am immediately accosted by <<light Gerard>> who is eager to show me the dresses completed with all the fixes that go with them. I am extremely happy to see that everything is accounted for, as is expected in such a fine establishment.
<<s Gerard>>Mademoiselle I hope everything is to your liking, Mademoiselle Eva's parents have already settled the bill.<</s>> The butler-like mister clarified, before continuing. <<s Gerard>>I hope I am not being too forward with this but if you are ever looking for a job to perform, you can join our ranks here. We could always make use of a smart, capable young woman such as yourself. You're most welcome to attempt our veto process at any time, and if you are up to the challenge then we'll be more than happy to have you join us kind miss.<</s>>
The offer now in mind, I looked forward to come back and apply. I am sure that this place would make me better money than Cream Art ever could, right?
<<else>>No content in this update, oops!<</if>>
<<link "go back" "Mall">><<addmins 30>><</link>><center><<include "Random School Event">><div class="row"><div class="col-2"></div><div class="col-8 randomevent"><<include "Random School Friend">></div><div class="col-2"></div></div>
<nobr><<link "Wait Around" "School">><<addmins 30>><</link>> | <<if $gameDate.getHours() >= 8 and $gameDate.getHours() <= 10>><<include "Class Separation">><<elseif $gameDate.getHours() < 8>><<dark "Go to class" "It is too early for classes.">><<else>><<dark "Go to class" "As it is too late, I cannot attend classes now.">><</if>> | <<if $metJasmin is false>><<dark "Locked Option" "I need to meet Jasmin first.">><<elseif GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Tue" and $gameDate.getHours() gte 16 and $gameDate.getHours() lte 18 and $club.has("hrc")>><<link "Human Rights Club" "HRC">><<addhours 2>><<less "energy" 2>><</link>><<elseif $club.has("HRC Denied")>><<dark "Human Rights Club" "I'm not part of that club.">><<else>><<dark "Human Rights Club" "Only open Tuesdays between 4PM and 6PM">><</if>> | <<if $cheer is false>><<dark "Cheerleading" "I messed up my tryouts. I don't even want to join them!">><<elseif GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Thu" and $gameDate.getHours() >= 16 and $gameDate.getHours() <= 18 and $cheertryouts is true>><<link "Cheer Tryouts" "Cheerleading">><<addhours 2>><</link>><<elseif GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Thu" and $gameDate.getHours() >= 16 and $gameDate.getHours() <= 18 and $cheertryouts is false>><<link "Cheerleading" "Cheerleading">><<addhours 2>><</link>><<elseif GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Thu" and $gameDate.getHours() >= 16 and $gameDate.getHours() <= 18 and $workoutoption is true>><<link "Track Meet" "Track">><<addhours 2>><</link>><<elseif $cheertryouts is true>><<dark "Cheerleading" "I have my tryouts this Thursday between 4PM and 6PM!">><<elseif $cheertryouts is false>><<dark "Cheerleading" "Only open Thursdays between 4PM and 6PM">><<elseif $workoutoption is true>><<dark "Track Meet" "Only open Thursdays between 4PM and 6PM">><<else>><<dark "Locked Option" "It'll eventually be revealed">><</if>></nobr>
</center><center><<pichead "locations/bloomnrose.jpg" "Bloom & Rose">>
The beauty parlor welcomes me in its beautiful, relaxing setting.
<div id='hairchange'>Change your hairstyle:
<div class="row"><div class="col-6 management">Color (<img src='images/icons/cash.png'>30$)
<label><<radiobutton "$hair" "blonde" autocheck>> Blonde?</label>
<label><<radiobutton "$hair" "black" autocheck>> Black?</label>
<label><<radiobutton "$hair" "brown" autocheck>> Brown?</label>
<label><<radiobutton "$hair" "red" autocheck>> Red?</label>
<<link "Let's paint!">><<less "money" 30>><<replace "#hairchange">><<include "mc-face">>
I have changed my hairstyle.
<</replace>><</link>></div><div class='col-6 paddedleft'>Style (<img src='images/icons/cash.png'>25$)
<label><<radiobutton "$hairl" "updo" autocheck>> Updo?</label>
<label><<radiobutton "$hairl" "wave" autocheck>> Wave?</label>
<label><<radiobutton "$hairl" "stylish" autocheck>> Stylish?</label>
<label><<radiobutton "$hairl" "pixie" autocheck>> Pixie?</label>
<<link "Let's style!">><<less "money" 25>><<replace "#hairchange">><<include "mc-face">>
I have changed my hairstyle.
<</replace>><</link>></div></div></div>
<<link "Back to mall" "Mall">><</link>></center><center><img src="images/locations/creamart.jpg" width="100%"><div id="work"><<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 19>><<dark "Order a Coffee" "It is too late for that.">><<else>><<link "Order a Coffee">><<add "energy" 1>><<less "money" 5>><<replace "#work">>Taking a sip of my coffee, I see that it is made to perfection and smile to myself.<</replace>><</link>><</if>> | <<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 19>><<dark "Take a seat and relax for a while" "It is too late for that.">><<else>><<link "Take a seat and relax for a while">><<add "energy" 1>><<addmins 30>><<replace "#work">>Finding a nice spot, I take a breather and allow time to pass by, watching people go in and out of the quaint shop.<</replace>><</link>><</if>> | <<if $creamarttraining lte 5 and $work.has('creamart')>><<if $gameDate.getHours() >= 19>><<dark "Train" "It is too late to train.">><<elseif $workedcafe is true>><<dark "Train" "I already trained today.">><<else>><<link "Train">><<add "money" 5>><<less "energy" 3>><<addhours 3>><<set $workedcafe to true>><<replace "#work">><<include "creamart training">><</replace>><</link>><</if>><<elseif $work.has('creamart')>><<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 19>><<dark "Work" "It is too late to work.">><<elseif $workedcafe is true>><<dark "Work" "I already worked today.">><<else>><<link "Work">><<add "money" 10>><<less "energy" 2>><<addhours 2>><<set $workedcafe to true>><<replace "#work">><<include "Workcreamart">><</replace>><</link>><</if>><<else>><<link "Ask about a job">><<addhours 1>><<pickup $work 'creamart' 1>><<replace "#work">><<include "creamart first time work">><</replace>><</link>><</if>></div>
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<<if $answer is false>><div id="answer">I learned from last time's mistake. I am now certain of the answer! I had to retake my previous test if I wanted to move on with my training:
Which of these does not have milk in it?
<label><<radiobutton "_answer" "American" autocheck>> <span style="color:#6AE744">American?</span></label>
<label><<radiobutton "_answer" "Mocha Coffee" autocheck>> Mocha Coffee?</label>
<label><<radiobutton "_answer" "Hot Chocolate" autocheck>> Hot Chocolate?</label>
<<link "Submit">><<if _answer is "American">><<add "creamarttraining" 1>><<unset $answer>><<replace "#answer">>My answer was correct, and I was one step closer to becoming an actual barista there! //Yay me!//<</replace>><<else>><<set $answer to false>><<replace "#answer">>Unfortunately, I failed that lesson again and will have to retake it next time I'm here...<</replace>><</if>><</link>></div><<else>>Working alongside <<light Elio>>, he teaches me the importance of trying out different drinks to know what they feel like, and get to experience coffee from the patron's point of view.
To be honest, I felt like it was just his excuse to try the drinks without paying for them, but I couldn't really blame him if they tasted so good!
Unexpectedly, he gave me a test <div id="answer">at the end:
Which of these does not have milk in it?
<label><<radiobutton "_answer" "American" autocheck>> <<if $smarts gte 12>><span style="color:#6AE744">American?</span><<else>>American?<</if>></label>
<label><<radiobutton "_answer" "Mocha Coffee" autocheck>> Mocha Coffee?</label>
<label><<radiobutton "_answer" "Hot Chocolate" autocheck>> Hot Chocolate?</label>
<<link "Submit">><<if _answer is "American">><<add "creamarttraining" 1>><<add "smarts" 1>><<unset $answer>><<replace "#answer">>My answer was correct, and I was one step closer to becoming an actual barista there! //Yay me!//<</replace>><<else>><<set $answer to false>><<replace "#answer">>Unfortunately, I failed that lesson and will have to retake it next time I'm here...<</replace>><</if>><</link>>
<<if $smarts gte 12>><<else>>Maybe if I was smarter<img src='images/icons/smarts.png'> I'd know these things. I can always make a mistake and learn from it...<</if>></div><</if>>
<<case 2>><center><video loop autoplay src='images/work/creamart/learning2.mp4' max-width='70%'/></center>
<<if $answer is false>><div id="answer">
The test had to be retaken.
What is the difference between a Cappucino cup and a Cafe Latte?
<label><<radiobutton "_answer" "names" autocheck>> Only their names!</label>
<label><<radiobutton "_answer" "foam" autocheck>> <span style="color:#6AE744">One has equal parts foam, milk, and coffee, the other not.</span></label>
<label><<radiobutton "_answer" "cooking" autocheck>> The cooking temperature.</label>
<<link "Submit">><<if _answer is "foam">><<add "creamarttraining" 1>><<unset $answer>><<replace "#answer">>My answer was correct, and I was one step closer to becoming an actual barista there! //Yay me!//<</replace>><<else>><<set $answer to false>><<replace "#answer">>Unfortunately, I failed that lesson and will have to retake it next time I'm here...<</replace>><</if>><</link>></div><<else>>The smell test, he called it. Apparently, if I train my senses long enough, I'd be able to recognize a drink just from the way it smelled. I didn't quite believe <<light Elio>> when he shared that piece of wisdom with me but who was I to tell him any different?
As expected, he tested me at the end of my session with him.
<div id="answer">
What is the difference between a Cappucino cup and a Cafe Latte?
<label><<radiobutton "_answer" "names" autocheck>> Only their names!</label>
<label><<radiobutton "_answer" "foam" autocheck>> <<if $smarts gte 14>><span style="color:#6AE744">One has equal parts foam, milk, and coffee, the other not.</span><<else>>One has equal parts foam, milk, and coffee, the other not.<</if>></label>
<label><<radiobutton "_answer" "cooking" autocheck>> The cooking temperature.</label>
<<link "Submit">><<if _answer is "foam">><<add "creamarttraining" 1>><<add "smarts" 1>><<unset $answer>><<replace "#answer">>My answer was correct, and I was one step closer to becoming an actual barista there! //Yay me!//<</replace>><<else>><<set $answer to false>><<replace "#answer">>Unfortunately, I failed that lesson and will have to retake it next time I'm here... Maybe if I was smarter<img src='images/icons/smarts.png'> I'd have guessed it from the first time...<</replace>><</if>><</link>></div><</if>>
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<<if $answer is false>><div id="answer">I had to retake his test.
Is <<light Elio>> hot?
Answer honestly.
<<link "Yes, of course!">><<add "creamarttraining" 1>><<add "smarts" 1>><<unset $answer>><<replace "#answer">><<s Author>>Yes, Elio. You are a very attractive person.<</s>> I told him with a smile.
<<s Elio>> That's all I needed to hear. You've passed this test!<</s>>
Laughing at his silliness, I'm happy I'm yet another step closer to being hired.
//How long still?//<</replace>><</link>> <span style="color:#6AE744">This is obviously the right answer.</span>
<<link "Not really...">><<set $answer to false>><<replace "#answer">><<s Author>>Again, Elio. I don't find you attractive, sorry.<</s>>
He couldn't hide his sadness, and unfortunately when Mr. Ash visited us, he shared that my training was taking longer than expected, as if it was some sort of punishment... Maybe I should just tell him what he needs to hear?<</replace>><</link>></div><<else>>Cleanliness in a coffee shop is super important apparently. At least that's what <<light Elio>> is trying to teach me in today's training session, having me clean after him throughout the next few hours.
Him being funny alleviated the mood though, I'm not gonna lie.
I was stunned however when he asked his test question at the end of the day:
<div id="answer">
<<s Elio>>Am I hot, <<print $name>>? Answer honestly.<</s>>
Did I want to tell him what he wanted to hear or did I feel like telling him a hard truth?
<<link "Yes, of course!">><<add "Elio" 1>><<add "creamarttraining" 1>><<add "smarts" 1>><<unset $answer>><<replace "#answer">><<s Author>>Yes, Elio. You are a very attractive person.<</s>> I told him with a smile.
<<s Elio>> That's all I needed to hear. You've passed this test!<</s>>
Laughing at his silliness, I'm happy I'm yet another step closer to being hired.
//How long still?//<</replace>><</link>><<if $smarts gte 16>><span style="color:#6AE744">This is obviously the right answer.</span><<else>><</if>>
<<link "Not really...">><<set $answer to false>><<replace "#answer">><<s Author>>Honestly, Elio, I don't find you attractive, sorry.<</s>>
He couldn't hide his sadness, and unfortunately when Mr. Ash visited us, he shared that my training was taking longer than expected, as if it was some sort of punishment... Maybe I should just tell him what he needs to hear?<</replace>><</link>></div><</if>>
<<case 4>><center><video loop autoplay src='images/work/creamart/learning2.mp4' max-width='70%'/></center><<add "creamarttraining" 1>>
Always the jokester, <<light Elio>> made sure I was having a fun time in my training today. According to him, next time would probably be my last if I get things right! I can't wait!
<<case 5>><center><img src='images/work/creamart/brew2.jpg' width='70%'></center><div id="drink">
Apparently, today's test was for me to brew an actual cup to an actual client. And as luck would have it, they just had to order quite the complicated drink...
What is supposed to be in a <<s Author>>Caramel Macchiato<</s>>?
.
<label><<checkbox "_espresso" false true autocheck>> <<if $smarts gte 18>><span style="color:#6AE744">Espresso Shot</span><<else>>Espresso Shot<</if>></label>
<label><<checkbox "_steamedmilk" false true autocheck>> <<if $smarts gte 18>><span style="color:#6AE744">Steamed Milk</span><<else>>Steamed Milk<</if>></label>
<label><<checkbox "_foam" false true autocheck>> Foam</label>
<label><<checkbox "_chocopowder" false true autocheck>> Chocolate Powder</label>
<label><<checkbox "_whitechoco" false true autocheck>> White Chocolate</label>
<label><<checkbox "_caramel" false true autocheck>> <<if $smarts gte 18>><span style="color:#6AE744">Caramel Sauce</span><<else>>Caramel Sauce<</if>></label>
<label><<checkbox "_sugar" false true autocheck>> Sugar</label>
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Proud of my work, I present the Caramal Macchiato I have created with a smile. The client is happy and tips me an additional <<print _tip>>$.
Glad I have finally finished my training, I am congratulated by both <<light Elio>> and <<light Jordan>> as I am handed my official apron, and assured I'd have access to recipes while filling in orders in the future.<</replace>><<else>><<add "money" 10>><<replace "#work">><video loop autoplay src="images/work/creamart/wrong1.mp4" max-width="60%"/>
I present the wrong cup of coffee, and utterly embarrassed have to redo the order.
I get paid a meager 10$ for my work today, with no additional tips, and have to continue my training until I get things right.
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<<default>>Something must have went wrong, as I train to become a better barista. (As a player, you're not supposed to see this here, oops!)<<pickup $work 'creamart' 1>>
<</switch>>Creamart has always been a staple of our community, a place where I'd spend a lot of my days whenever I hung out at the mall. But now I needed money, and I figured it wouldn't be so bad to apply for a job.
<center><img src='images/character/jordan.jpg' max-width='70%'></center>
<<s Author>>So basically, that's it... I would really like to work here and make money, I kind of need it.<</s>>
<<s Jordan>>I see you, girl. Are you sure you have what it takes to work here?<</s>>
The owner, Mr. Ash, who insisted we called him <<light Jordan>>, was holding his interview into his small "office" to the side of the bar, if you could even call it that.
<<s Author>>I mean sure, how hard would it be to brew coffee and get people their orders?<</s>>
His smile betrayed his joke:
<<s Jordan>>Of course you'll find it easy to do, you're a smart girl after all.
I see you taking that corner over there and studying from time to time with that other girl.<</s>>
<<s Author>>Ah yes Eva. So um... I'm in?<</s>>
<<s Jordan>>Sure you are. We'll start you first on a simple training salary and once you've gotten a hang of work here we'll bump your income. How does that sound?<</s>>
<<s Author>>That sounds great!<</s>>
<<s Jordan>>Good to hear. Elio here will take care of your training.<</s>>
A smiling young man introduces himself to me, eager to show me the ropes.
<<link "Work">><<add "creamarttraining" 1>><<add "money" 5>><<less "energy" 2>><<addhours 2>><<set $workedcafe to true>><<replace "#work">><center><img src='images/work/creamart/brew1.jpg' max-width='70%'></center>
As a first session, <<light Elio>> shows me the ropes on how to brew different kind of coffees. It feels weird following him around but I feel like I kind of get a grip on it. I get paid a small sum of money too, which is a fun plus!<</replace>><</link>><<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 19>><<RE 'events/public-flashing.jpg'>>The coffee shop is closing up, and the last people there are ushered out.<br>There's nothing to do here anymore.<</RE>><<else>><<set $creamartrandom to random(1, 8)>><<switch $creamartrandom>><<case 1>><<RE 'events/public-flashing.jpg'>>I see a dog walking, led by someone on a leash. <div id="petting"><<link "Pet the dog">><<replace "#petting">>I hold my hand out and approach with a smile to pet the lovely dog. They smile at me.<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Ignore the kind creature">><<replace "#petting">>Ignoring the animal, I keep walking.<</replace>><</link>></div><</RE>>
<<case 2>><<RE 'events/public-flashing.jpg'>>The wind plays a beautiful tone as it rushes through the branches and leaves around me, a chill gust coursing through the air.<</RE>>
<<case 3>><<RE 'events/public-flashing.jpg'>>As I walk down one of the many paths that cross this beautiful park, I notice a squirrel rushing from branch to branch. What a beautiful sight!<</RE>>
<<case 4>><<RE 'character/yara.jpg'>>At a distance, I notice <<light Yara>> jogging, her speed quickly creating a huge distance between us.<</RE>>
<<case 5>><<RE 'events/public-flashing.jpg'>>Furtively in a secluded area of the park, I notice two individuals having a furtive conversation They separate quite quickly after that.<</RE>>
<<case 6>><<RE 'events/public-flashing.jpg'>>As I walk down the park, I see a random girl flashing her breasts for whoever wants to take a look. How naughty!<</RE>>
<<case 7>><<RE 'events/public-flashing.jpg'>>Someone had chosen to eternalize their love, ruining the balk as they scribbled on a tree a couple letters with a heart.<</RE>>
<<case 8>><<RE 'events/public-flashing.jpg'>>A couple individuals are throwing a frisbee disk to one another, enjoying the good weather.<</RE>>
<</switch>><</if>><<pichead "locations/lisaespana.jpg">>
<span class="buy">''Panties''<nobr><div class="row"><div class="col-4 management"><<buy "lisaespana" "pink brief panties" 20 0>><<buy "lisaespana" "normal black thong" 20 5>><<buy "lisaespana" "sexy white thong" 30 15>><<buy "lisaespana" "tiny black thong" 40 30>></div><div class="col-4 management"><<buy "lisaespana" "pink lycra panties" 20 0>><<buy "lisaespana" "normal red thong" 20 5>><<buy "lisaespana" "sexy red thong" 30 15>><<buy "lisaespana" "slutty black thong" 40 30>><<buy "lisaespana" "white bridal panties" 100 50>></div><div class="col-4"><<buy "lisaespana" "blue cotton panties" 20 5>><<buy "lisaespana" "blue frilly thong" 20 5>><<buy "lisaespana" "sexy black thong" 30 15>><<buy "lisaespana" "queen of spades thong" 40 30>></div></div></nobr>
''Bra''
<div class="row"><div class="col-4 management"><<buy "lisaespana" "cute blue bra" 15 0>><<buy "lisaespana" "sexy blue bra" 30 10>></div><div class="col-4 management"><<buy "lisaespana" "pink demi cup bra" 15 5>><<buy "lisaespana" "sexy black bra" 30 10>></div><div class="col-4 management"><<buy "lisaespana" "pink cotton bra" 15 0>><<buy "lisaespana" "sexy red bra" 30 10>></div></div>
<center><<link "Back to mall" "Mall">><</link>></center></span><<pichead "locations/nexustoys.jpg" "Nexus Toys">>
<span class='buy'><div class="row"><div class="col-6 management"><<buy "nexustoys" "buttplug blue long" 30 50>><<buy "nexustoys" "buttplug black vibrating" 40 50>><<buy "nexustoys" "buttplug silver heart" 30 50>><<buy "nexustoys" "buttplug silver medium" 40 50>><<buy "nexustoys" "buttplug black wide" 40 50>></div><div class="col-6"><<buy "nexustoys" "dildo small" 40 25>><<buy "nexustoys" "dildo medium" 40 35>><<buy "nexustoys" "dildo large" 30 50>></div></div>
<center><<link "Back to mall" "Mall">><</link>></center></span><<pichead "locations/pablorabonne.jpg" "Pablo Rabonne">></center><span class="buy">''Clothes''<nobr><div class="row"><div class="col-4 management"><<buy "pablorabonne" "female school uniform" 40 10>><<buy "pablorabonne" "gym plain outfit" 40 0>></div><div class="col-4 management"><<buy "pablorabonne" "sexy schoolgirl outfit" 50 50>><<buy "pablorabonne" "gym pink hoodie" 40 0>><<buy "pablorabonne" "gym pink shorts" 50 15>></div><div class="col-4"><<buy "pablorabonne" "white shirt and jeans" 40 0>><<buy "pablorabonne" "gym yoga pattern" 40 0>></div></div></nobr>
''Shoes''<nobr><div class="row"><div class="col-4 management"></div><div class="col-4 management"><<buy "pablorabonne" "red sports shoes" 40 0>></div><div class="col-4"></div></div></nobr>
<center><<link "Back to mall" "Mall">><</link>></center></span><<switch $AfricaInsta>>
<<case 1>><div class="row"><div class="col-5 menu">
<ul><img src ="images/social-media/bnwo1.jpg"></ul></div>
<div class="col-6 paddedleft"><div class="caption"><img src ="images/character/sm/egirl-trial.jpg">''@lisathesexy1997'': Just a simple beach day! Wish it'd last forever!</div><<comment "transbabe">>You guys look amazing!<</comment>>
<<comment "eliocoffee">>Twas fun hanging out with you guys!<</comment>>
<<comment "earique">>Y'all were there? I didn't see you guys!<</comment>>
<<comment "evalovekiss">>Oh to be held like that...<</comment>>
<div id="comment"><<if $comment14 is "NA">><<else>><<comment "butterflown">>$comment14<</comment>><</if>></div>
<div class="like-comment"><div class="row"><div class="col-2 likebutton"><<if $liked14 is false>><<listen>><<include "Like Button">><<when>><<if $liked is true>><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<set $liked14 to true>><<elseif $liked is false>><<less "mediasavvy" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<set $liked14 to false>><</if>><</listen>><<else>><span style="padding-top: 24px"><svg viewBox="0 0 100 100"><path fill="red" stroke="white" width="24px" d="M34.6 3.1c-4.5 0-7.9 1.8-10.6 5.6-2.7-3.7-6.1-5.5-10.6-5.5C6 3.1 0 9.6 0 17.6c0 7.3 5.4 12 10.6 16.5.6.5 1.3 1.1 1.9 1.7l2.3 2c4.4 3.9 6.6 5.9 7.6 6.5.5.3 1.1.5 1.6.5s1.1-.2 1.6-.5c1-.6 2.8-2.2 7.8-6.8l2-1.8c.7-.6 1.3-1.2 2-1.7C42.7 29.6 48 25 48 17.6c0-8-6-14.5-13.4-14.5z" /></svg></span><</if>></div><div class="col-8 commentuser"><div id="make-comment"><<if $comment14 is "NA">><div class="dropdown"><button class="dropbtn">write a comment...</button><div class="dropdown-content"><a><<link "Love this">><<set $comment14 to "Love this">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment14<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><</link>></a><a><<link "Is there a dislike button?">><<set $comment14 to "Is there a dislike button?">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment14<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<less "open" 1>><</link>></a><<link "The finger on her chin... Nice touch!">><<set $comment14 to "The finger on her chin... Nice touch!">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment14<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<add "arousal" 30>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><</link>></div>
</div><<else>>one comment per user allowed<</if>></div></div></div></div></div></div>
//That's the content <<light Jasmin>> wanted me to see? Odd...//
<<case 2>><div class="row"><div class="col-5 menu">
<ul><img src ="images/social-media/bnwo2.jpg"></ul></div>
<div class="col-6 paddedleft"><div class="caption"><img src ="images/character/jerome.jpg">''@jaystone'': Love comes in black and white. #interracial #blacked #dominos</div><<comment "transbabe">>You guys look amazing!<</comment>>
<<comment "lady_in_red">>Pretty view<</comment>>
<<comment "melissabeauty">>I love this for you guys!<</comment>>
<<comment "peachysport">>Lucky girl!<</comment>>
<<comment "madadder">>Share your pictures with us on @raceplay to be featured! 100% #legit<</comment>>
<div id="comment"><<if $comment13 is "NA">><<else>><<comment "butterflown">>$comment13<</comment>><</if>></div>
<div class="like-comment"><div class="row"><div class="col-2 likebutton"><<if $liked13 is false>><<listen>><<include "Like Button">><<when>><<if $liked is true>><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<set $liked13 to true>><<elseif $liked is false>><<less "mediasavvy" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<set $liked13 to false>><</if>><</listen>><<else>><span style="padding-top: 24px"><svg viewBox="0 0 100 100"><path fill="red" stroke="white" width="24px" d="M34.6 3.1c-4.5 0-7.9 1.8-10.6 5.6-2.7-3.7-6.1-5.5-10.6-5.5C6 3.1 0 9.6 0 17.6c0 7.3 5.4 12 10.6 16.5.6.5 1.3 1.1 1.9 1.7l2.3 2c4.4 3.9 6.6 5.9 7.6 6.5.5.3 1.1.5 1.6.5s1.1-.2 1.6-.5c1-.6 2.8-2.2 7.8-6.8l2-1.8c.7-.6 1.3-1.2 2-1.7C42.7 29.6 48 25 48 17.6c0-8-6-14.5-13.4-14.5z" /></svg></span><</if>></div><div class="col-8 commentuser"><div id="make-comment"><<if $comment13 is "NA">><div class="dropdown"><button class="dropbtn">write a comment...</button><div class="dropdown-content"><a><<link "This is beautiful">><<set $comment13 to "This is beautiful">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment13<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<add "open" 1>><</link>></a><a><<link "Ok boomer">><<set $comment13 to "Ok boomer">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment13<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<less "open" 1>><</link>></a><<link "Love the muscles!!">><<set $comment13 to "Love the muscles!!">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment13<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<add "arousal" 30>><</link>></div>
</div><<else>>one comment per user allowed<</if>></div></div></div></div></div></div>
//They look sweet together!//
<<case 3>><div class="row"><div class="col-5 menu">
<ul><img src ="images/social-media/bnwo3.jpg"></ul></div>
<div class="col-6 paddedleft"><div class="caption"><img src ="images/character/jasmin.jpg">''@jasmintheflower18'': The boys helped me spend a great day at the beach! If only you saw what happened after... :)</div><<comment "eliocoffee">>You left your bikini at my place... Pass by sometime.<</comment>>
<<comment "jaystone">>Just to confirm, she good!<</comment>>
<<comment "melissabeauty">>Jealousss<</comment>>
<<comment "peachysport">>I wanna join!<</comment>>
<<comment "playfulbanter">>What is this shit?<</comment>>
<div id="comment"><<if $comment12 is "NA">><<else>><<comment "butterflown">>$comment12<</comment>><</if>></div>
<div class="like-comment"><div class="row"><div class="col-2 likebutton"><<if $liked12 is false>><<listen>><<include "Like Button">><<when>><<if $liked is true>><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<set $liked12 to true>><<elseif $liked is false>><<less "mediasavvy" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<set $liked12 to false>><</if>><</listen>><<else>><span style="padding-top: 24px"><svg viewBox="0 0 100 100"><path fill="red" stroke="white" width="24px" d="M34.6 3.1c-4.5 0-7.9 1.8-10.6 5.6-2.7-3.7-6.1-5.5-10.6-5.5C6 3.1 0 9.6 0 17.6c0 7.3 5.4 12 10.6 16.5.6.5 1.3 1.1 1.9 1.7l2.3 2c4.4 3.9 6.6 5.9 7.6 6.5.5.3 1.1.5 1.6.5s1.1-.2 1.6-.5c1-.6 2.8-2.2 7.8-6.8l2-1.8c.7-.6 1.3-1.2 2-1.7C42.7 29.6 48 25 48 17.6c0-8-6-14.5-13.4-14.5z" /></svg></span><</if>></div><div class="col-8 commentuser"><div id="make-comment"><<if $comment12 is "NA">><div class="dropdown"><button class="dropbtn">write a comment...</button><div class="dropdown-content"><a><<link "Is there room for one more?">><<set $comment12 to "Is there room for one more?">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment12<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<add "open" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><</link>></a><a><<link "Seriously? That's happened?">><<set $comment12 to "Seriously? That's happened?">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment12<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<less "open" 1>><</link>></a><<link "Jealousssss!!!!">><<set $comment12 to "Jealousssss!!!!">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment12<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "open" 1>><</link>></div>
</div><<else>>one comment per user allowed<</if>></div></div></div></div></div></div>
//She looks so small compared to them... That's kinda hot!//
<<case 4>><div class="row"><div class="col-5 menu">
<ul><img src ="images/social-media/bnwo4.jpg"></ul></div>
<div class="col-6 paddedleft"><div class="caption"><img src ="images/character/sm/jerome.jpg">''@transbabe'': With the bitches at the beaches. Look at all these girls fawning over me ;) <br>#Blackisbetter #BNWO #blacksupreme</div><<comment "earique">>Damn dude wtf?<</comment>>
<<comment "madadder">>What's #BNWO?<</comment>>
<<comment "melissabeauty">>Omg did you really post that one?<</comment>>
<<comment "peachysport">>PDAs are so in!<</comment>>
<<comment "jasmintheflower18">>Hot! Follow me for more!<</comment>>
<div id="comment"><<if $comment11 is "NA">><<else>><<comment "butterflown">>$comment11<</comment>><</if>></div>
<div class="like-comment"><div class="row"><div class="col-2 likebutton"><<if $liked11 is false>><<listen>><<include "Like Button">><<when>><<if $liked is true>><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><<set $liked11 to true>><<elseif $liked is false>><<less "mediasavvy" 1>><<set $liked11 to false>><</if>><</listen>><<else>><span style="padding-top: 24px"><svg viewBox="0 0 100 100"><path fill="red" stroke="white" width="24px" d="M34.6 3.1c-4.5 0-7.9 1.8-10.6 5.6-2.7-3.7-6.1-5.5-10.6-5.5C6 3.1 0 9.6 0 17.6c0 7.3 5.4 12 10.6 16.5.6.5 1.3 1.1 1.9 1.7l2.3 2c4.4 3.9 6.6 5.9 7.6 6.5.5.3 1.1.5 1.6.5s1.1-.2 1.6-.5c1-.6 2.8-2.2 7.8-6.8l2-1.8c.7-.6 1.3-1.2 2-1.7C42.7 29.6 48 25 48 17.6c0-8-6-14.5-13.4-14.5z" /></svg></span><</if>></div><div class="col-8 commentuser"><div id="make-comment"><<if $comment11 is "NA">><div class="dropdown"><button class="dropbtn">write a comment...</button><div class="dropdown-content"><a><<link "Is this actually real?">><<set $comment11 to "Is this actually real?">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment11<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<less "open" 1>><</link>></a><a><<link "Black IS better!">><<set $comment11 to "Black IS better!">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment11<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<add "open" 1>><</link>></a><<link "That's how the world should be">><<set $comment11 to "That's how the world should be">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment11<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "open" 1>><</link>></div>
</div><<else>>one comment per user allowed<</if>></div></div></div></div></div></div>
//One black guy, three girls... He looks so masculine with all of them at his hand!//
<<case 5>><div class="row"><div class="col-5 menu">
<ul><img src ="images/social-media/bnwo5.jpg"></ul></div>
<div class="col-6 paddedleft"><div class="caption"><img src ="images/character/sm/jerome.jpg">''@transbabe'': If you work hard enough, you'll be able to get to where I am one day!</div><<comment "earique">>Is that a dude?<</comment>>
<<comment "madadder">>#transishot<</comment>>
<<comment "will_be_big">>Even white bois know their place in the #BNWO<</comment>>
<<comment "peachysport">>PDAs are so in!<</comment>>
<div id="comment"><<if $comment10 is "NA">><<else>><<comment "butterflown">>$comment10<</comment>><</if>></div>
<div class="like-comment"><div class="row"><div class="col-2 likebutton"><<if $liked10 is false>><<listen>><<include "Like Button">><<when>><<if $liked is true>><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<set $liked10 to true>><<elseif $liked is false>><<less "mediasavvy" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<set $liked10 to false>><</if>><</listen>><<else>><span style="padding-top: 24px"><svg viewBox="0 0 100 100"><path fill="red" stroke="white" width="24px" d="M34.6 3.1c-4.5 0-7.9 1.8-10.6 5.6-2.7-3.7-6.1-5.5-10.6-5.5C6 3.1 0 9.6 0 17.6c0 7.3 5.4 12 10.6 16.5.6.5 1.3 1.1 1.9 1.7l2.3 2c4.4 3.9 6.6 5.9 7.6 6.5.5.3 1.1.5 1.6.5s1.1-.2 1.6-.5c1-.6 2.8-2.2 7.8-6.8l2-1.8c.7-.6 1.3-1.2 2-1.7C42.7 29.6 48 25 48 17.6c0-8-6-14.5-13.4-14.5z" /></svg></span><</if>></div><div class="col-8 commentuser"><div id="make-comment"><<if $comment10 is "NA">><div class="dropdown"><button class="dropbtn">write a comment...</button><div class="dropdown-content"><a><<link "Ok... And then what?">><<set $comment10 to "Ok... And then what?">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment10<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<less "open" 2>><</link>></a><a><<link "A better world is materializing">><<set $comment10 to "A better world is materializing">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment10<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><</link>></a><<link "@socialbutterfly check this one out!">><<set $comment10 to "@socialbutterfly check this one out!">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment10<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<add "open" 1>><</link>></div>
</div><<else>>one comment per user allowed<</if>></div></div></div></div></div></div>
//Is this person trans? I don't know why but this pic kinda reminded me of <<light Leo>>... Should I <<link "share the picture with him" "Messages">><<set $leomessagepre to 1>><</link>>?//
<<case 6>><div class="row"><div class="col-5 menu">
<ul><img src ="images/social-media/bnwo6.jpg"></ul></div>
<div class="col-6 paddedleft"><div class="caption"><img src ="images/character/sm/jerome.jpg">''@playfulbanter'': Another one bites the dust. Check out my little babe. #BNWO #Blacked #Docile</div><<comment "loverboy22">>You two look amazing!<</comment>>
<<comment "madadder">>@jasmintheflower18 I am so jealous!<</comment>>
<<comment "eliasrabbo">>Hot.<</comment>>
<<comment "eliocoffee">>Nice catch dude!<</comment>>
<div id="comment"><<if $comment9 is "NA">><<else>><<comment "butterflown">>$comment9<</comment>><</if>></div>
<div class="like-comment"><div class="row"><div class="col-2 likebutton"><<if $liked9 is false>><<listen>><<include "Like Button">><<when>><<if $liked is true>><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<set $liked9 to true>><<elseif $liked is false>><<less "mediasavvy" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<set $liked9 to false>><</if>><</listen>><<else>><span style="padding-top: 24px"><svg viewBox="0 0 100 100"><path fill="red" stroke="white" width="24px" d="M34.6 3.1c-4.5 0-7.9 1.8-10.6 5.6-2.7-3.7-6.1-5.5-10.6-5.5C6 3.1 0 9.6 0 17.6c0 7.3 5.4 12 10.6 16.5.6.5 1.3 1.1 1.9 1.7l2.3 2c4.4 3.9 6.6 5.9 7.6 6.5.5.3 1.1.5 1.6.5s1.1-.2 1.6-.5c1-.6 2.8-2.2 7.8-6.8l2-1.8c.7-.6 1.3-1.2 2-1.7C42.7 29.6 48 25 48 17.6c0-8-6-14.5-13.4-14.5z" /></svg></span><</if>></div><div class="col-8 commentuser"><div id="make-comment"><<if $comment9 is "NA">><div class="dropdown"><button class="dropbtn">write a comment...</button><div class="dropdown-content"><a><<link "Great pic!">><<set $comment9 to "Great pic!">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment9<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<less "open" 2>><</link>></a><a><<link "Beautiful couple!">><<set $comment9 to "Beautiful couple!">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment9<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><</link>></a><<link "Wow! I'm jealous!">><<set $comment9 to "Wow! I'm jealous!">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment9<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "open" 1>><</link>></div>
</div><<else>>one comment per user allowed<</if>></div></div></div></div></div></div>
//He's so possessive of her... That's kind of hot...//
<<case 7>><div class="row"><div class="col-5 menu">
<ul><img src ="images/social-media/bnwo7.jpg"></ul></div>
<div class="col-6 paddedleft"><div class="caption"><img src ="images/character/sm/jasmin.jpg">''@jasmintheflower18'': PDAs is where it's at! <br>Don't be shy of your interracial love, spread it!</div><<comment "loverboy22">>Lovely!<</comment>>
<<comment "madadder">>Great pic! Share with @interraciallovers to be featured!<</comment>>
<<comment "eliasrabbo">>Black is better.<</comment>>
<<comment "lady_in_red">>I envy you!<</comment>>
<div id="comment"><<if $comment7 is "NA">><<else>><<comment "butterflown">>$comment7<</comment>><</if>></div>
<div class="like-comment"><div class="row"><div class="col-2 likebutton"><<if $liked7 is false>><<listen>><<include "Like Button">><<when>><<if $liked is true>><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<set $liked7 to true>><<elseif $liked is false>><<less "mediasavvy" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<set $liked7 to false>><</if>><</listen>><<else>><span style="padding-top: 24px"><svg viewBox="0 0 100 100"><path fill="red" stroke="white" width="24px" d="M34.6 3.1c-4.5 0-7.9 1.8-10.6 5.6-2.7-3.7-6.1-5.5-10.6-5.5C6 3.1 0 9.6 0 17.6c0 7.3 5.4 12 10.6 16.5.6.5 1.3 1.1 1.9 1.7l2.3 2c4.4 3.9 6.6 5.9 7.6 6.5.5.3 1.1.5 1.6.5s1.1-.2 1.6-.5c1-.6 2.8-2.2 7.8-6.8l2-1.8c.7-.6 1.3-1.2 2-1.7C42.7 29.6 48 25 48 17.6c0-8-6-14.5-13.4-14.5z" /></svg></span><</if>></div><div class="col-8 commentuser"><div id="make-comment"><<if $comment7 is "NA">><div class="dropdown"><button class="dropbtn">write a comment...</button><div class="dropdown-content"><a><<link "Great pic!">><<set $comment7 to "Great pic!">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment7<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<less "open" 2>><</link>></a><a><<link "@eliasrabbo I agree! <3">><<set $comment7 to "@eliasrabbo I agree! <3">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment7<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><</link>></a><<link "@lady_in_red me too!">><<set $comment7 to "@lady_in_red me too!">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment7<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "open" 1>><</link>></div>
</div><<else>>one comment per user allowed<</if>></div></div></div></div></div></div>
//Wow! They're kissing just like that in public! That's so hot!//
<<case 8>><div class="row"><div class="col-5 menu">
<ul><img src ="images/social-media/bnwo8.jpg"></ul></div>
<div class="col-6 paddedleft"><div class="caption"><img src ="images/character/sm/jasmin.jpg">''@jasmintheflower18'': I had the honor of joining the crew of "Reverse Dominos" on their latest shoot. It was loads of fun boys!<br>Now time to get me some well needed rest!</div><<comment "loverboy22">>Wow! Did you actually do that?<</comment>>
<<comment "geekyblinders">>Seriously? What's wrong with this world...<</comment>>
<<comment "will_be_big">>@loverboy22 @geekyblinders You still have a place in the BNWO.<</comment>>
<<comment "lady_in_red">>Where can I sign up??<</comment>>
<div id="comment"><<if $comment8 is "NA">><<else>><<comment "butterflown">>$comment8<</comment>><</if>></div>
<div class="like-comment"><div class="row"><div class="col-2 likebutton"><<if $liked8 is false>><<listen>><<include "Like Button">><<when>><<if $liked is true>><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<set $liked8 to true>><<elseif $liked is false>><<less "mediasavvy" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<set $liked8 to false>><</if>><</listen>><<else>><span style="padding-top: 24px"><svg viewBox="0 0 100 100"><path fill="red" stroke="white" width="24px" d="M34.6 3.1c-4.5 0-7.9 1.8-10.6 5.6-2.7-3.7-6.1-5.5-10.6-5.5C6 3.1 0 9.6 0 17.6c0 7.3 5.4 12 10.6 16.5.6.5 1.3 1.1 1.9 1.7l2.3 2c4.4 3.9 6.6 5.9 7.6 6.5.5.3 1.1.5 1.6.5s1.1-.2 1.6-.5c1-.6 2.8-2.2 7.8-6.8l2-1.8c.7-.6 1.3-1.2 2-1.7C42.7 29.6 48 25 48 17.6c0-8-6-14.5-13.4-14.5z" /></svg></span><</if>></div><div class="col-8 commentuser"><div id="make-comment"><<if $comment8 is "NA">><div class="dropdown"><button class="dropbtn">write a comment...</button><div class="dropdown-content"><a><<link "Is this real?">><<set $comment8 to "Is this real?">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment8<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<less "open" 2>><</link>></a><a><<link "The BNWO sounds cool!">><<set $comment8 to "The BNWO sounds cool!">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment8<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><</link>></a><<link "@lady_in_red sign me up too!">><<set $comment8 to "@lady_in_red sign me up too!">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment8<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><</link>></div>
</div><<else>>one comment per user allowed<</if>></div></div></div></div></div></div>
//It was very interesting to see such a picture so publicly... <<light Jasmin>> was really pushing the enveloppe sharing these with me!//
<<case 9>><div class="row"><div class="col-5 menu">
<ul><img src ="images/social-media/africainsta.webp"></ul></div>
<div class="col-6 paddedleft"><div class="caption"><img src ="images/character/sm/jasmin.jpg">''@jasmintheflower18'': Africa has long been on the forefront of Human Rights. We need to get with the times and follow their lead or be lost to the annals of history.</div><<comment "loverboy22">>This kind of propaganda is what's wrong with this world.<</comment>>
<<comment "geekyblinders">>How can I help?<</comment>>
<<comment "will_be_big">>@loverboy22 stop this useless fight. Why are you afraid to follow the New World Order?<</comment>>
<<comment "lady_in_red">>I agree!<</comment>>
<div id="comment"><<if $comment6 is "NA">><<else>><<comment "butterflown">>$comment6<</comment>><</if>></div>
<div class="like-comment"><div class="row"><div class="col-2 likebutton"><<if $liked6 is false>><<listen>><<include "Like Button">><<when>><<if $liked is true>><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<set $liked6 to true>><<elseif $liked is false>><<less "mediasavvy" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<less "Jasmin" 1>><<set $liked6 to false>><</if>><</listen>><<else>><span style="padding-top: 24px"><svg viewBox="0 0 100 100"><path fill="red" stroke="white" width="24px" d="M34.6 3.1c-4.5 0-7.9 1.8-10.6 5.6-2.7-3.7-6.1-5.5-10.6-5.5C6 3.1 0 9.6 0 17.6c0 7.3 5.4 12 10.6 16.5.6.5 1.3 1.1 1.9 1.7l2.3 2c4.4 3.9 6.6 5.9 7.6 6.5.5.3 1.1.5 1.6.5s1.1-.2 1.6-.5c1-.6 2.8-2.2 7.8-6.8l2-1.8c.7-.6 1.3-1.2 2-1.7C42.7 29.6 48 25 48 17.6c0-8-6-14.5-13.4-14.5z" /></svg></span><</if>></div><div class="col-8 commentuser"><div id="make-comment"><<if $comment6 is "NA">><div class="dropdown"><button class="dropbtn">write a comment...</button><div class="dropdown-content"><a><<link "What's the point of this?">><<set $comment6 to "What's the point of this?">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment6<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<less "open" 2>><</link>></a><a><<link 'This is useless honestly'>><<set $comment6 to "This is useless honestly">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment6<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<less "Jasmin" 1>><</link>></a><<link 'Caption is correct. We need to follow their lead.'>><<set $comment6 to "Caption is correct. We need to follow their lead.">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment6<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<add "Jasmin" 1>><<add "open" 1>><</link>></div>
</div><<else>>one comment per user allowed<</if>></div></div></div></div></div></div>
<<default>>Today, I hadn't received anything from <<light Jasmin>>... Had she finished recommending content for me to look at?
Feeling bored, however, I felt it adequate to look into other mediums for the BNWO content.
Youtube had some revelations to share...
<img src='images/social-media/bnwo-youtube1.jpg' width='49%'><img src='images/social-media/bnwo-youtube2.jpg' width='49%'><img src='images/social-media/bnwo-youtube3.jpg' width='49%'><img src='images/social-media/bnwo-youtube4.jpg' width='49%'>
Seeing how famous these kind of videos have been getting, I couldn't help but feel like this BNWO was a global movement much bigger than simply me and <<light Jasmin>>...
//I feel like I should talk to her about this...//
<</switch>>
<<add "AfricaInsta" 1>><h2>CAMBUNNY</h2>
This has not yet been implemented in the game, but great job on corrupting the character this much! Your parents must be proud <3
<div id='sticky'><<link "<img src='images/icons/back-phone.png' width='40px' label='Back'>">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("", "pho");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Phone Feed").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>></div><b>0.3.0</b>
April 2024 Release
<u>Story Update:</u>
All classes for January and February are now included in the game. (by adding a class before the Bekham decision where you talk to Yara about the old teacher and one after the Bekham decision where you either meet Ms. Tarnipp or get to know your duties as Teacher's Assistant)
Friendship Milestone event for Yara
Friendship Milestone event for Jasmin
Friendship Milestone event for Leo, and 3 Femininity/Masculinity Milestone Events for him
1 Friendship Milestone events for Eric, and 2 Cucking Milestone events for him
2 Friendship Milestone events for Eva, and 4 Submissive Milestone events for her and 3 Smarts Milestone events for her.
Completed the Yara Track Meet Events (9 unique scenes)
22 Character Milsetone Events or Scenes (Athletics - Openees - Subdom - BBCWorld - Bisexuality - SexSkill)
Finished the first arc of the HRC Events (1 last BLM Event and 1 last LGBT Event)
<u>QoL Updates:</u>
New personalized character portrait.
Character Info now has all possible scenes with them pointed out to keep track of your progress.
The sex store is now accessible with progression scenes tied to it introduced.
The Beauty Parlor has now been introduced. No scenes are related to it just yet.
<u>Technical Updates:</u>
Fixed the phone design entirely, allowing it to be opened even outside of the house.
Migrated the schedule to the phone, and added the changelog and disclaimers to it.
Fixed the messaging system and links to better fit the new phone design.
Recoded all of the scenes to keep track of changes for future updates.
Fixed display and colors.
<u>Stats:</u>
1961507 Characters
284698 Words
<b>0.2.4</b>
March 2024 Release
<u>Story Update:</u>
Valentine Event fully completed (incl 5 new Hookups, Leo's storyline, and Yara and Eva's naughty scene), bringing the total for that one larger event to 60K words.
Debate Club Scenes for first 2 months written (Introduction - 6 Fallacies - Conversation with Eva)
Leo Workout Scenes reworked with 3 new storylines (11 new scenes, including a femininity/masculinity milestone)
HRC LGBT Event 2 Scenes Added.
New random Work scenes (6 new scenes to encounter)
<u>QoL Updates:</u>
Random scenes in 4 new locations: Mall, Gym, Park, Library, bringing it to a total of 32 new mini-scenes for flair.
Introduced Park Locations Hub for better work for future storylines.
Included icons definitions and gameplay explanation (Info Page).
Introduced light/dark mode switch.
<u>Technical Updates:</u>
Improved friends' display and interactions screens.
Introduced 2 new widgets for better coding.
Spread the characters tab from the Home screen amongst characters in the Right Side UI.
Added pictures for all events.
Recoded parts of the scenes to keep track of changes for future updates.
Fixed display and colors - more work to be done later.
<u>Stats:</u>
1565247 Characters
226883 Words
<b>0.2.3</b>
February 2024 Release
<u>Story Update:</u>
Friendship milestone event for Yara
Friendship milestone event for Eva
Friendship milestone event for Eric
2 Friendship milestone events for Leo
HRC BLM Event 2 Finished (Added missing scenes)
HRC LGBT Event 1 Added
Classes for month 2 (12 new scenes added)
Valentine Event (11 scenes pre-event & full party implemented)
<u>Technical Updates:</u>
"Objectives" dialog has been improved and updated with all present content.
Bug fixes for story elements not showing.
Cream Art Training now has hints based on MC's smarts stat.
<u>Stats:</u>
1258191 Characters
179792 Words
<b>0.2.2</b>
January 2024 Release
<u>Story Update:</u>
Friendship milestone event for Yara (Patreon Vote)
Friendship milestone event for Eva (Patreon Vote)
HRC BLM Event 2 added (Discord Vote)
Second Month of Mr Bekham scenes added (2 new scenes)
Second month of Group Project Content added (20 new scenes with at times up to 16 variations depending on stats)
<u>Technical Updates:</u>
"Objectives" dialog has been improved and updated with all present content.
Bug fixes for story elements not showing
Improved display, more work to be done
<u>Stats:</u>
840658 Characters
115595 Words
<b>0.2.1</b>
Mid-December 2023 Release - Bug Fix
<u>Technical Updates:</u>
The date-time widget has been fixed.
<b>0.2.0</b>
December 2023 Release
<u>Story Update:</u>
Yara's First Hangout
Meeting Eric - the middle school friend
2 Friendship milestone events for Jasmin
Workouts with Leo
Work at creamart revamped (including training)
HRC reworked (+management system implemented)
<u>Slice of Life Updates:</u>
Improved school random events - more planned
With arousal high enough, you can now masturbate at home with random scenes.
9 different BNWO Instagram posts to interact with + 1 random HRC SM post
<u>Technical Updates:</u>
<b>Pictures now can open across platforms (linux compatibility)</b>
Worn clothes impact looks
Unowned clothes no longer appear in the wardrobe
Reworked the corruption stat
A new "Characters" dialog to keep track of changes
"Objectives" dialog has been improved and updated with all present content.
<u>Stats</u>
562855 Characters
74042 Words
<b>0.1.0</b>
Initial Release - November 2023
<u>Story Update:</u>
First Month of classes content
Management Screen Fully functional
First Month of HRC content
First Month of Group Project content
<u>Technical Updates:</u>
Fully functional instagram feed
Fully functional wardrobe system
Fully functional activities system - no random scenes yet<b>-1-</b>
This game is entirely ficticious and any connections to anyone or anything in the real world are mere coincidence and should be taken as such. That is unless you have sufficient doubt that this has something to do with your life, in which case, it's a prophecy.
<b>-2-</b>
<b>Development Info</b>
This game is still in (relatively early) development and there are stuff that will keep evolving as time goes on. We are currently working a lot on creating the groundwork to future updates, to allow for easier implementation of future storylines. There's a lot still being explored and built on, and we're always open on suggestions on how we can improve the game.
<b>-3-</b>
If you are interested in supporting us and getting access to earlier updates, please consider following or supporting me.
<a href="https://discord.gg/zPRwgw8e" target="_blank" title="Join us on Discord"><img src="images/logos/discord-logo.png" width="30 px"></a><a href="https://patreon.com/thenookerotica" target="_blank" title="Support us on Patreon"><img src="images/logos/patreon-logo.png" width="30 px"></a>
<a href="https://www.freepik.com/free-vector/hand-drawn-profile-icons-pack_18262440.htm#query=character%20portraits&position=6&from_view=search&track=ais">Social Media Portraits by pikisuperstar</a> on Freepik.<<set $visitedinsta to true>><<if $AfricaInsta > 0 and $AfricaInsta <= 10>><<include "BNWO Insta">><<elseif $HRCInsta is 1 and $likedhrc is false>><<include "HRCInsta">>
<<else>><<include "Random Insta">><</if>>
<div id='sticky'><<link "<img src='images/icons/back-phone.png' width='40px' label='Back'>">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("", "pho");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Phone Feed").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>></div><div class="row"><div class="col-5 menu">
<ul><img src ="images/social-media/egirl-trial.jpg"></ul></div>
<div class="col-6 paddedleft"><div class="caption"><img src ="images/social-media/blminsta.jpg">''@jasmintheflower18'': The world is changing, and change starts with you. Let's create a better and more equal world, brought to you by the students of Egregory High and its HRC <3 #Equality #BlackLivesMatter #BLM #BNWO</div><<comment "loverboy22">>Sweet job you guys!<</comment>>
<<comment "geekyblinders">>What a shame, look where we've reached in the world.<</comment>>
<<comment "will_be_big">>Wow. Great job!<</comment>>
<<comment "playfulbanter">>Who's the girl at 1:02?<</comment>>
<<comment "transbabe">>Serve the BNWO!<</comment>>
<div id="comment"><<if $commenthrc is "NA">><<else>><<comment "player">>$commenthrc<</comment>><</if>></div>
<div class="like-comment"><div class="row"><div class="col-2 likebutton"><<if $likedhrc is false>><<listen>><<include "Like Button">><<when>><<if $liked is true>><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<set $likedhrc to true>><<elseif $liked is false>><<less "mediasavvy" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<set $likedhrc to false>><</if>><</listen>><<else>><span style="padding-top: 24px"><svg viewBox="0 0 100 100">
<path
fill="red"
stroke="white"
width="24px"
d="M34.6 3.1c-4.5 0-7.9 1.8-10.6 5.6-2.7-3.7-6.1-5.5-10.6-5.5C6 3.1 0 9.6 0 17.6c0 7.3 5.4 12 10.6 16.5.6.5 1.3 1.1 1.9 1.7l2.3 2c4.4 3.9 6.6 5.9 7.6 6.5.5.3 1.1.5 1.6.5s1.1-.2 1.6-.5c1-.6 2.8-2.2 7.8-6.8l2-1.8c.7-.6 1.3-1.2 2-1.7C42.7 29.6 48 25 48 17.6c0-8-6-14.5-13.4-14.5z" />
</svg></span><</if>></div><div class="col-8 commentuser"><div id="make-comment"><<if $commenthrc is "NA">><div class="dropdown"><button class="dropbtn">write a comment...</button><div class="dropdown-content"><a><<link 'Proud to be a part of this <3'>><<add "arousal" 10>><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><<set $commenthrc to "Proud to be a part of this <3">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$commenthrc<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><</link>></a><a><<link 'Thought it would look better!'>><<less "mediasavvy" 1>><<set $commenthrc to "Thought it would look better!">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$commenthrc<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><</link>></a><<if $blackonly is "Statement">><<link '@playfulbanter that is me ;)'>><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><<set $commenthrc to "@playfulbanter that is me ;)">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$commenthrc<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><</link>><</if>></div>
</div><<else>>one comment per user allowed<</if>></div></div></div></div></div></div><h2>MESSENGER</h2><<if $leomessagepre is 1 and $leomessage is 0>><<set $leomessagepre to 0>><<set $leomessage to 3>><</if>>
<span class='display: inline'><<if $leomessage > 0>><<link "<img src='images/character/leo.jpg' width='100px' style='border-radius: 50%'>">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("", "messenger");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("LeoMessages").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>><img style="position:relative; right:16px; bottom: 84px" src="images/icons/notification.png"><<else>><<dark "<img src='images/character/leo.jpg' width='100px' style='border-radius: 50%; filter:grayscale(100%)'>" "No messages yet">><</if>><<if $evamessage > 0>><<link "<img src='images/character/eva.jpg' width='100px' style='border-radius: 50%'>">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("", "messenger");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("EvaMessages").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>><img style="position:relative; right:16px; bottom: 84px" src="images/icons/notification.png"><<else>><<dark "<img src='images/character/eva.jpg' width='100px' style='border-radius: 50%; filter:grayscale(100%)'>" "No messages yet">><</if>><<if $yaramessage > 0>><<link "<img src='images/character/yara.jpg' width='100px' style='border-radius: 50%'>">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("", "messenger");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("YaraMessages").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>><img style="position:relative; right:16px; bottom: 84px" src="images/icons/notification.png"><<else>><<dark "<img src='images/character/yara.jpg' width='100px' style='border-radius: 50%; filter:grayscale(100%)'>" "No messages yet">><</if>><<if $jasminmessage > 0>><<link "<img src='images/character/jasmin.jpg' width='100px' style='border-radius: 50%'>">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("", "messenger");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("JasminMessages").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>><img style="position:relative; right:16px; bottom: 84px" src="images/icons/notification.png"><<else>><<dark "<img src='images/character/jasmin.jpg' width='100px' style='border-radius: 50%; filter:grayscale(100%)'>" "No messages yet">><</if>><<if $ericmessage > 0>><<link "<img src='images/character/eric.jpg' width='100px' style='border-radius: 50%'>">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("", "messenger");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("EricMessages").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>><img style="position:relative; right:16px; bottom: 84px" src="images/icons/notification.png"><<else>><<dark "<img src='images/character/eric.jpg' width='100px' style='border-radius: 50%; filter:grayscale(100%)'>" "No messages yet">><</if>>
<<if $blackonly.has('Statement') and $blackonlymessage.count('Statement') is 0>><<link "<img src='images/character/randomblack.jpg' width='100px'>">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("", "messenger");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("RandomMessages").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><<set $randommessage to 1>><<pickup $blackonlymessage "Statement" 1>><</link>><img style="position:relative; right:16px; bottom: 84px" src="images/icons/notification.png"><<else>><</if>></span>
<div id='sticky'><<link "<img src='images/icons/back-phone.png' width='40px' label='Back'>">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("", "pho");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Phone Feed").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>></div><<script>>$(".ui-dialog-titlebar").hide();
$(".ui-dialog").addClass("customclass");
$(".ui-dialog-titlebar").removeClass("ui-widget-header");<</script>><<set $mediasavvyweek to true>>
<<if $visitedinsta is false>><<link "<img src='images/social-media/instagram.webp' width='80px' title='Instagram'>">><<addmins 30>><<script>>
Dialog.setup("", "");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Instagram").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>><<elseif $visitedinsta is true>><<dark "<img src='images/social-media/instagram.webp' width='80px' style='filter: grayscale(100%)'>" "I already visited Instagram today">><</if>><<if $corruption gte 60>><<link "<img src='images/social-media/cambunny.jpg' width='80px' title='Cambunny'>">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("", "pho");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Cambunny").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>><<else>><<dark "<img src='images/social-media/cambunny.jpg' width='80px'>" "Corruption<img src='images/icons/corruption.png'> lower than 60">><</if>><<link "<img src='images/social-media/messaging app.png' width='80px' title='Messenger'>">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("", "pho");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Messages").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>><<if $leomessage >0 or $evamessage >0 or $yaramessage >0 or $jasminmessage >0 or $ericmessage > 0>><span style="position:relative; right:30px; bottom: 70px"><img src="images/icons/notification.png"></span><</if>><<link "<img src='images/icons/calendar.png' width='80px' title='Schedule'>">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("", "");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Schedule").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>><<link "<img src='images/icons/changelog.png' width='80px' title='Changelog'>">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("Changelog", "");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Changelog").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>><<link "<img src='images/icons/disclaimer.jpg' width='80px' title='Disclaimers'>">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("Disclaimers", "");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Disclaimers").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>>
<div id='sticky'><<link '<img class="ui-close" src="images/icons/back-phone.png" width="40px" label="Close" style="text-shadow: -5px 5px 5px black;">'>><</link>></div><<switch random(1, 6)>>
<<case 1>>
<div class="row"><div class="col-5 menu">
<ul><img src ="images/social-media/egirl-trial.jpg"></ul></div>
<div class="col-6 paddedleft"><div class="caption"><img src ="images/social-media/egirl-trial.jpg">''@lisathesexy1997'': Don't drop behind or I might just have to let you go.
#crazy #let's_go #egirl</div><<comment "loverboy22">>I would never drop you bbgirl<</comment>>
<<comment "geekyblinders">>All y'all simps need to get a life<</comment>>
<<comment "will_be_big">>Omg you're absolutely glowing girl!<</comment>>
<<comment "playfulbanter">>Smash, next?<</comment>>
<div id="comment"><<if $comment1 is "NA">><<else>><<comment "player">>$comment1<</comment>><</if>></div>
<div class="like-comment"><div class="row"><div class="col-2 likebutton"><<if $liked1 is false>><<listen>><<include "Like Button">><<when>><<if $liked is true>><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<set $liked1 to true>><<elseif $liked is false>><<less "mediasavvy" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<set $liked1 to false>><</if>><</listen>><<else>><span style="padding-top: 24px"><svg viewBox="0 0 100 100">
<path
fill="red"
stroke="white"
width="24px"
d="M34.6 3.1c-4.5 0-7.9 1.8-10.6 5.6-2.7-3.7-6.1-5.5-10.6-5.5C6 3.1 0 9.6 0 17.6c0 7.3 5.4 12 10.6 16.5.6.5 1.3 1.1 1.9 1.7l2.3 2c4.4 3.9 6.6 5.9 7.6 6.5.5.3 1.1.5 1.6.5s1.1-.2 1.6-.5c1-.6 2.8-2.2 7.8-6.8l2-1.8c.7-.6 1.3-1.2 2-1.7C42.7 29.6 48 25 48 17.6c0-8-6-14.5-13.4-14.5z" />
</svg></span><</if>></div><div class="col-8 commentuser"><div id="make-comment"><<if $comment1 is "NA">><div class="dropdown"><button class="dropbtn">write a comment...</button><div class="dropdown-content"><a><<link 'girl you rock!'>><<add "arousal" 10>><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><<set $comment1 to "girl you rock!">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment1<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><</link>></a><a><<link 'This is disgusting. Unfollowed!'>><<less "mediasavvy" 1>><<set $comment1 to "This is disgusting. Unfollowed!">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment1<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><</link>></a><<link 'Wow! Love the style!'>><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><<set $comment1 to "Wow! Love the style!">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment1<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><</link>></div>
</div><<else>>one comment per user allowed<</if>></div></div></div></div></div></div>
<<case 2>>
<div class="row"><div class="col-5 menu">
<ul><img src ="images/social-media/flower-lips.webp"></ul></div>
<div class="col-6 paddedleft"><div class="caption"><img src ="images/social-media/egirl-trial.jpg">''@artnoonk'': Check out this drawing I did earlier today!
I had a lot of fun working with layers of red to create this beautiful look, making sure to add a beautiful taste of personal feelings. I hope you like it, don't forget to like, comment, and share!</div><<comment "randomdude101">>Absolutely beautiful drawing! Very deep!<</comment>>
<<comment "geekyblinders">>I love the mixing of colors, great job!<</comment>>
<<comment "madadder">>Amazing picture! Make sure to tag us on @art.by.fart for a share!<</comment>>
<<comment "playfulbanter">>Am I really the only person who's seeing this?<</comment>>
<div id="comment"><<if $comment2 is "NA">><<else>><<comment "butterflown">>$comment2<</comment>><</if>></div>
<div class="like-comment"><div class="row"><div class="col-2 likebutton"><<if $liked2 is false>><<listen>><<include "Like Button">><<when>><<if $liked is true>><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<set $liked2 to true>><<elseif $liked is false>><<less "mediasavvy" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<set $liked2 to false>><</if>><</listen>><<else>><span style="padding-top: 24px"><svg viewBox="0 0 100 100">
<path
fill="red"
stroke="white"
width="24px"
d="M34.6 3.1c-4.5 0-7.9 1.8-10.6 5.6-2.7-3.7-6.1-5.5-10.6-5.5C6 3.1 0 9.6 0 17.6c0 7.3 5.4 12 10.6 16.5.6.5 1.3 1.1 1.9 1.7l2.3 2c4.4 3.9 6.6 5.9 7.6 6.5.5.3 1.1.5 1.6.5s1.1-.2 1.6-.5c1-.6 2.8-2.2 7.8-6.8l2-1.8c.7-.6 1.3-1.2 2-1.7C42.7 29.6 48 25 48 17.6c0-8-6-14.5-13.4-14.5z" />
</svg></span><</if>></div><div class="col-8 commentuser"><div id="make-comment"><<if $comment2 is "NA">><div class="dropdown"><button class="dropbtn">write a comment...</button><div class="dropdown-content"><a><<link 'this is beautiful!'>><<set $comment2 to "this is beautiful!">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment2<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><</link>></a><a><<link "Can't help but feel there's something hidden here...">><<set $comment2 to "Can't help but feel there's something hidden here...">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment2<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<add "open" 1>><</link>></a><<link '@playfulbanter I see it too. Hot!'>><<set $comment2 to "@playfulbanter I see it too. Hot!">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment2<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<add "open" 1>><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><</link>></div>
</div><<else>>one comment per user allowed<</if>></div></div></div></div></div></div>
<<case 3>>
<div class="row"><div class="col-5 menu">
<ul><img src ="images/social-media/valentine.avif"></ul></div>
<div class="col-6 paddedleft"><div class="caption"><img src ="images/character/sm/ladyinred.png">''@lady_in_red'': Had a blast modeling for @bouquetloving 's latest shoot.
Thank you @bradnovenpik for the guidance and the awesome pictures you took.
You know where you can find more pics! #model #instamodel #creative #flowers #ladyinredart</div>
<<comment "madadder">>DM us for commissions!<</comment>>
<<comment "eliasrabbo">>Wow! Absolutely stunning. A goddess!<</comment>>
<<comment "geekyblinders">>@eliasrabbo stop being such a simp.<</comment>>
<<comment "lady_in_red">>Thank you everyone for all the love <3! you know where to find more content!<</comment>>
<<comment "will_be_big">>That red lingerie is top! Do you sell stuff?<</comment>>
<div id="comment"><<if $comment3 is "NA">><<else>><<comment "butterflown">>$comment3<</comment>><</if>></div>
<div class="like-comment"><div class="row"><div class="col-2 likebutton"><<if $liked3 is false>><<listen>><<include "Like Button">><<when>><<if $liked is true>><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<set $liked3 to true>><<elseif $liked is false>><<less "mediasavvy" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<set $liked3 to false>><</if>><</listen>><<else>><span style="padding-top: 24px"><svg viewBox="0 0 100 100">
<path
fill="red"
stroke="white"
width="24px"
d="M34.6 3.1c-4.5 0-7.9 1.8-10.6 5.6-2.7-3.7-6.1-5.5-10.6-5.5C6 3.1 0 9.6 0 17.6c0 7.3 5.4 12 10.6 16.5.6.5 1.3 1.1 1.9 1.7l2.3 2c4.4 3.9 6.6 5.9 7.6 6.5.5.3 1.1.5 1.6.5s1.1-.2 1.6-.5c1-.6 2.8-2.2 7.8-6.8l2-1.8c.7-.6 1.3-1.2 2-1.7C42.7 29.6 48 25 48 17.6c0-8-6-14.5-13.4-14.5z" />
</svg></span><</if>></div><div class="col-8 commentuser"><div id="make-comment"><<if $comment3 is "NA">><div class="dropdown"><button class="dropbtn">write a comment...</button><div class="dropdown-content"><a><<link 'Where has innocence gone?'>><<set $comment3 to "Where has innocence gone?">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment3<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<less "open" 1>><</link>></a><a><<link 'Beautiful bouquet @bouquetloving !'>><<set $comment3 to "Beautiful bouquet @bouquetloving !">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment3<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><</link>></a><<link "That's an amazing picture! The matching red lingerie is a nice touch!">><<set $comment3 to "That's an amazing picture! The matching red lingerie is a nice touch!">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment3<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<add "open" 1>><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><</link>></div>
</div><<else>>one comment per user allowed<</if>></div></div></div></div></div></div>
<<case 4>>
<div class="row"><div class="col-5 menu">
<ul><img src ="images/social-media/aheago.png"></ul></div>
<div class="col-6 paddedleft"><div class="caption"><img src ="images/social-media/aheago.png">''@melissabeauty'': Do you think my tongue is pretty?
#aheago #egirl #model</div><<comment "eliasrabbo">>I would treat you like a princess every day of the week!<</comment>>
<<comment "madadder">>This is an awesome #aheago face! tag @aheagobeauties for a special shoutout!<</comment>>
<<comment "geekyblinders">>You look like that one occult hentai character. I'm in love.<</comment>>
<<comment "playfulbanter">>Smash, next? <</comment>>
<div id="comment"><<if $comment4 is "NA">><<else>><<comment "butterflown">>$comment4<</comment>><</if>></div>
<div class="like-comment"><div class="row"><div class="col-2 likebutton"><<if $liked4 is false>><<listen>><<include "Like Button">><<when>><<if $liked is true>><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<set $liked4 to true>><<elseif $liked is false>><<less "mediasavvy" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<set $liked4 to false>><</if>><</listen>><<else>><span style="padding-top: 24px"><svg viewBox="0 0 100 100">
<path
fill="red"
stroke="white"
width="24px"
d="M34.6 3.1c-4.5 0-7.9 1.8-10.6 5.6-2.7-3.7-6.1-5.5-10.6-5.5C6 3.1 0 9.6 0 17.6c0 7.3 5.4 12 10.6 16.5.6.5 1.3 1.1 1.9 1.7l2.3 2c4.4 3.9 6.6 5.9 7.6 6.5.5.3 1.1.5 1.6.5s1.1-.2 1.6-.5c1-.6 2.8-2.2 7.8-6.8l2-1.8c.7-.6 1.3-1.2 2-1.7C42.7 29.6 48 25 48 17.6c0-8-6-14.5-13.4-14.5z" />
</svg></span><</if>></div><div class="col-8 commentuser"><div id="make-comment"><<if $comment4 is "NA">><div class="dropdown"><button class="dropbtn">write a comment...</button><div class="dropdown-content"><a><<link "What's the point of this?">><<set $comment4 to "What's the point of this?">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment4<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<less "arousal" 10>><</link>></a><a><<link 'Cute pic.'>><<set $comment4 to "Cute pic">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment4<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><</link>></a><<link 'Inspiring! I love this!'>><<set $comment4 to "Inspiring! I love this!">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment4<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<add "arousal" 10>><</link>></div>
</div><<else>>one comment per user allowed<</if>></div></div></div></div></div></div>
<<case 5>>
<div class="row"><div class="col-5 menu">
<ul><img src ="images/social-media/sorority.jpg"></ul></div>
<div class="col-6 paddedleft"><div class="caption"><img src ="images/social-media/melissa.png">''@melissabeauty'': With the girls. They have my heart!
#sorority #betaphiomega</div><<comment "loverboy22">>Beauties!<</comment>>
<<comment "lady_in_red">>Love you moreee <3333 <</comment>>
<<comment "geekyblinders">>Wish I was in a sorority...<</comment>>
<<comment "playfulbanter">>Kiss marry kill? @eliasrabbo<</comment>>
<div id="comment"><<if $comment5 is "NA">><<else>><<comment "butterflown">>$comment5<</comment>><</if>></div>
<div class="like-comment"><div class="row"><div class="col-2 likebutton"><<if $liked5 is false>><<listen>><<include "Like Button">><<when>><<if $liked is true>><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><<set $liked5 to true>><<elseif $liked is false>><<less "mediasavvy" 1>><<set $liked5 to false>><</if>><</listen>><<else>><span style="padding-top: 24px"><svg viewBox="0 0 100 100">
<path
fill="red"
stroke="white"
width="24px"
d="M34.6 3.1c-4.5 0-7.9 1.8-10.6 5.6-2.7-3.7-6.1-5.5-10.6-5.5C6 3.1 0 9.6 0 17.6c0 7.3 5.4 12 10.6 16.5.6.5 1.3 1.1 1.9 1.7l2.3 2c4.4 3.9 6.6 5.9 7.6 6.5.5.3 1.1.5 1.6.5s1.1-.2 1.6-.5c1-.6 2.8-2.2 7.8-6.8l2-1.8c.7-.6 1.3-1.2 2-1.7C42.7 29.6 48 25 48 17.6c0-8-6-14.5-13.4-14.5z" />
</svg></span><</if>></div><div class="col-8 commentuser"><div id="make-comment"><<if $comment5 is "NA">><div class="dropdown"><button class="dropbtn">write a comment...</button><div class="dropdown-content"><a><<link 'Girls! You look amazing!'>><<set $comment5 to "Girls! You look amazing!">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment5<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><<add "arousal" 10>><</link>></a></div>
</div><<else>>one comment per user allowed<</if>></div></div></div></div></div></div>
<<case 6>>
<<if $hrctotal < 20>><div class="row"><div class="col-5 menu">
<ul><img src ="images/social-media/egirl-trial.jpg"></ul></div>
<div class="col-6 paddedleft"><div class="caption"><img src ="images/social-media/egirl-trial.jpg">''@lisathesexy1997'': Don't drop behind or I might just have to let you go.
#crazy #let's_go #egirl</div><<comment "loverboy22">>I would never drop you bbgirl<</comment>>
<<comment "geekyblinders">>All y'all simps need to get a life<</comment>>
<<comment "will_be_big">>Omg you're absolutely glowing girl!<</comment>>
<<comment "playfulbanter">>Smash, next?<</comment>>
<div id="comment"><<if $comment1 is "NA">><<else>><<comment "player">>$comment1<</comment>><</if>></div>
<div class="like-comment"><div class="row"><div class="col-2 likebutton"><<if $liked1 is false>><<listen>><<include "Like Button">><<when>><<if $liked is true>><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<set $liked1 to true>><<elseif $liked is false>><<less "mediasavvy" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<set $liked1 to false>><</if>><</listen>><<else>><span style="padding-top: 24px"><svg viewBox="0 0 100 100">
<path
fill="red"
stroke="white"
width="24px"
d="M34.6 3.1c-4.5 0-7.9 1.8-10.6 5.6-2.7-3.7-6.1-5.5-10.6-5.5C6 3.1 0 9.6 0 17.6c0 7.3 5.4 12 10.6 16.5.6.5 1.3 1.1 1.9 1.7l2.3 2c4.4 3.9 6.6 5.9 7.6 6.5.5.3 1.1.5 1.6.5s1.1-.2 1.6-.5c1-.6 2.8-2.2 7.8-6.8l2-1.8c.7-.6 1.3-1.2 2-1.7C42.7 29.6 48 25 48 17.6c0-8-6-14.5-13.4-14.5z" />
</svg></span><</if>></div><div class="col-8 commentuser"><div id="make-comment"><<if $comment1 is "NA">><div class="dropdown"><button class="dropbtn">write a comment...</button><div class="dropdown-content"><a><<link 'girl you rock!'>><<add "arousal" 10>><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><<set $comment1 to "girl you rock!">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment1<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><</link>></a><a><<link 'This is disgusting. Unfollowed!'>><<less "mediasavvy" 1>><<set $comment1 to "This is disgusting. Unfollowed!">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment1<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><</link>></a><<link 'Wow! Love the style!'>><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><<set $comment1 to "Wow! Love the style!">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment1<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><</link>></div>
</div><<else>>one comment per user allowed<</if>></div></div></div></div></div></div>
<<else>><div class="row"><div class="col-5 menu">
<ul><img src ="images/social-media/hrcpost.jpg"></ul></div>
<div class="col-6 paddedleft"><div class="caption"><img src ="images/clubs/human-rights-club/action1.jpg">''@schoolhrc'': Human Rights are fundamental for an equal society. Live and let live and let's live!</div><<comment "loverboy22">>This is beautiful<</comment>>
<<comment "geekyblinders">>Wish there was an HRC at my school!<</comment>>
<<comment "jasmintheflower18">>Proud of my club <3<</comment>>
<<comment "playfulbanter">>Where can I sign up?<</comment>>
<div id="comment"><<if $comment15 is "NA">><<else>><<comment "player">>$comment15<</comment>><</if>></div>
<div class="like-comment"><div class="row"><div class="col-2 likebutton"><<if $liked15 is false>><<listen>><<include "Like Button">><<when>><<if $liked is true>><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "hrc" 1>><<set $liked15 to true>><<elseif $liked is false>><<less "mediasavvy" 1>><<less "open" 1>><<less "hrc" 1>><<set $liked15 to false>><</if>><</listen>><<else>><span style="padding-top: 24px"><svg viewBox="0 0 100 100">
<path
fill="red"
stroke="white"
width="24px"
d="M34.6 3.1c-4.5 0-7.9 1.8-10.6 5.6-2.7-3.7-6.1-5.5-10.6-5.5C6 3.1 0 9.6 0 17.6c0 7.3 5.4 12 10.6 16.5.6.5 1.3 1.1 1.9 1.7l2.3 2c4.4 3.9 6.6 5.9 7.6 6.5.5.3 1.1.5 1.6.5s1.1-.2 1.6-.5c1-.6 2.8-2.2 7.8-6.8l2-1.8c.7-.6 1.3-1.2 2-1.7C42.7 29.6 48 25 48 17.6c0-8-6-14.5-13.4-14.5z" />
</svg></span><</if>></div><div class="col-8 commentuser"><div id="make-comment"><<if $comment15 is "NA">><div class="dropdown"><button class="dropbtn">write a comment...</button><div class="dropdown-content"><a><<link "Equal Rights for all people!">><<add "open" 1>><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><<set $comment15 to "Equal Rights for all people!">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment15<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><</link>></a><a><<link "This is what the HRC stands for!">><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><<add "hrctotal" 1>><<set $comment15 to "This is what the HRC stands for!">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment15<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><</link>></a><<link "The #BNWO is coming and we're here to usher it through!">><<add "mediasavvy" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<add "blm" 1>><<set $comment15 to "The #BNWO is coming and we're here to usher it through!">><<replace "#comment">><<comment "butterflown">>$comment15<</comment>><</replace>><<replace "#make-comment">>one comment per user allowed<</replace>><</link>></div>
</div><<else>>one comment per user allowed<</if>></div></div></div></div></div></div>
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Dialog.setup("", "pho");
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<</script>><</link>></div>Here are the characters I know and my friendship level with them:
<<Yara>>Athletic <<light Yara>> has long been someone I admire and like spending time with.
<<if $workoutoption is true>>I have decided to join her on workouts on Thursdays and Saturdays, and it's a fun time for me to dabble into sports with her.<</if>>
<<if $Yara >= 10 and $yaraevent is 1>>Yara and I went to the mall again for shopping, and we spent fun times. She seemed more than comfortable showing me her underwear, and doesn't seem to have minded something more happening...<<elseif $Yara >= 20 and $yaraevent is 2>><</if>>
Subdom: <<print $subdom>> <<if $subdom < -7>>It feels completely natural following her lead, like I was meant to listen to her orders...<<elseif $subdom > 5>>The back and forth in power between us is fun to engage in, so long as she understands who's the alpha here <</if>><</Yara>>
<<Jasmin>><<light Jasmin>> is a super fun person that I love hanging out with. She might be opinionated, but her heart is in the right place. She is the acting president of the HRC at school.
<<if $AfricaInsta >= 10>>I have seen all the content <<light Jasmin>> has shared with me on social media. I understand her need to advocate for these marginalized groups.<<elseif $AfricaInsta > 0>><<light Jasmin>> has been sharing social media posts with me. They're interesting, but I don't quite get the real meaning behind them...<</if>>
<<if $Jasmin >= 10 and $jasminevent is 1>><<light Jasmin>> and I had a heart to heart, where she helped me mitigate my fear of not having enough for my applications. She's actually wise despite the way she portrays herself...<<elseif $Jasmin >= 20 and $jasminevent is 2>>I was able to get more of <<light Jasmin>> and went to hang out in her place. I now understand why she never invites people over, her father is really mean... And quite racist...<</if>><</Jasmin>>
<<Leo>><<light Leo>> is a lot of fun to be around, and I know there's more to him than meets the eye.
Masculinity/Femininity: <<print $alphabeta>> <<if $alphabeta > 30>>While I wouldn't believe in the term had I not met him, I have to admit that he's the physical embodiement of an alpha male. Every fibre of his being oozes masculinity.<<elseif $alphabeta > 15>><<light Leo>> has been really working on himself, fixing his mannerisms and embracing his masculinity. He's become more like himself, and I'd like to believe I had something to do with it.<<elseif $alphabeta < 0>>While <<light Leo>> has not been the most masculine person out there, it's always interesting to see him take paths untravelled. I like seeing that side of him.<<elseif $alphabeta < -10>><<light Leo>> has been embracing his feminine side, and it's a joy to see. his submissive and breedable mannerisms are a welcome addition to his kind character.<<elseif $alphabeta < -20>><<light Leo>>has really grown into themselves quite a bit. Seeing them embrace femininity like that and accept that they might not be male is empowering.<<elseif $alphabeta < -30>><<light Leo>> has shifted entirely compared to the beginning of the year. She has really redefined herself, and has now embraced femininity entirely. I'd like to believe I had something to do with it.<</if>>
<<if $Leo >= 10 and $leoevent is 1>><<elseif $Leo >= 20 and $leoevent is 2>><</if>><</Leo>>
<<Eva>><<light Eva>> is just as smart as I am, maybe even more. I like spending time with her, but am afraid to drift apart the more I discover myself this year...
Her submissiveness: <<print $evasub>>
Her smarts: <<print $evasmarts>>
<<if $Eva >= 10 and $evaevent is 1>><<elseif $Eva >= 20 and $evaevent is 2>><</if>><</Eva>>
<<Eric>><<light Eric>>, my old middle school friend, has come back into my life. I have a feeling he's into me but I am not entirely sure.
His attraction: <<print $Eric>>
His acceptance: <<print $cuck>>
<<if $Eric >= 10 and $ericevent is 1>><<elseif $Eric >= 20 and $ericevent is 2>><</if>><</Eric>>
<<Bekham>>Friendship: <<print $Bekham>><</Bekham>><div class="row"><div class="col-4"><<pic Bekham>><</pic>></div><div class="col-8 paddedleft"><<light Bekham>> is the substitute philosophy teacher at school.
His view on life is very different from that of the previous professor, Ms. <<light Tarnipp>>.</div></div>
<center>''Current Quests with <<light Bekham>>:''
ACT -I-
<<if visited("Meeting Mr. Bekham") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "Meeting Mr. Bekham - Finished">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Meeting Mr. Bekham - Unfinished">><</if>><<if visited("Intro to Philosophy") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "Intro to Philosophy - Finished">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Intro to Philosophy - Unfinished">><</if>><<if visited("The Male Gaze") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "The Male Gaze - Finished">><<else>><<dark "☐" "The Male Gaze - Unfinished">><</if>><<if visited("Sex in Cinema") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "Sex in Cinema - Finished">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Sex in Cinema - Unfinished">><</if>><<if visited("Visiting Mr. Bekham") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "Visiting Mr. Bekham - Finished">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Visiting Mr. Bekham - Unfinished">><</if>><<if visited("A New Light") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "A New Light - Finished">><<else>><<dark "☐" "A New Light - Unfinished">><</if>><<if visited("The Lion's Den") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "The Lion's Den - Finished">><<else>><<dark "☐" "The Lion's Den - Unfinished">><</if>><<if visited("Alpha vs Beta") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "Alpha vs Beta - Finished">><<elseif $class.has("Bekham")>><<dark "☐" "Alpha vs Beta - Unfinished">><<else>><<dark "■" "Choice to be made">><</if>>
<<if $Bekhamc lt 7>>I need to keep seeing his classes on Fridays to progress the story with him.<<else>>Nothing left for this update.<</if>></center><div class="row"><div class="col-4"><<pic Jerome>><</pic>></div><div class="col-8 paddedleft"><<light Jerome>> is a friend of mine and a student at school.
He's currently somehow involved with <<light Jasmin>>. I'm not sure how close these two truly are.</div></div>
<center>''Current Quests with <<light Jerome>>:''
ACT -I-
<div class="row"><div class="col-4 management">''Random Classes'':
<<if $dance.count("JeromeJasmin") is 0>><<dark "☐" "Dance Class - Unfinished">><<else>><<dark "☑" "Dance Class - Finished">><</if>>
</div><div class="col-4 management">''Other Stuff'':
<<if visited("BLM") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "HRC BLM First Event">><<elseif $club.has('hrc')>><<dark "☐" "See the first BLM Event at the HRC">><<elseif $club.has('HRC Denied')>><<dark "■" "I haven't joined the HRC">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Join the HRC">><</if>>
</div><div class="col-4 management2">''Projects'':
<<if $group1 is "Jasmin and Jerome" and visited("Group Project 1") gte 4>><<dark "☑" "History Project - Finished">><<elseif $group1 is "Jasmin and Jerome">><<dark "☐" "History Project - still unfinished">><<elseif $group1 is "Unknown">><<dark "☐" "History Project - Team not chosen">><<else>><<dark "■" "History Project - Chose another team">><</if>>
</div></div></center>
<<if GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Mar" or GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Apr" or GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "May" or GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Jun">><div class="row"><div class="col-4 management">''Random Classes'':
</div><div class="col-4 management">
ACT -II-
Still being written.
</div><div class="col-4 management2">''Projects'':
</div></div><</if>><div class="row"><div class="col-4"><<pic Julio>><</pic>></div><div class="col-8 paddedleft"><<light Julio>> is a friend of mine and a student at school.
His interest in <<light Leo>> is not a secret to me.
<<if $costumechoice is 8 or $costumechoice is 9>>I even helped him with the situation once.<</if>><<if GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Feb">>He might request something at Valentine...<<else>>Nothing left for this update.<</if>></div></div>
<center>''Current Quests with <<light Julio>>:''
ACT -I-
<div class="row"><div class="col-4 management">''Random Classes'':
<<if GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Jan">><<dark "☐☐☐☐" "Black History Month">><<elseif $class.count("Black History") is 0>><<dark "☐☐☐☐" "Black History Month Classes - Still Unfinished">><<elseif $class.count("Black History") is 1>><<dark "☑☐☐☐" "Black History Month Classes - Still Unfinished">><<elseif $class.count("Black History") is 2>><<dark "☑☑☐☐" "Black History Month Classes - Still Unfinished">><<elseif $class.count("Black History") is 3>><<dark"☑☑☑☐" "Black History Month Classes - Still Unfinished">><<elseif $class.count("Black History") is 4>>☑☑☑☑<</if>>
</div><div class="col-4 management">''Other Stuff'':
<<if visited("BLM") gte 2>><<dark "☑" "HRC BLM Event 2 - Finished">><<elseif $club.has('hrc')>><<dark "☐" "See the Second BLM Event at the HRC">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Join the HRC">><</if>>
</div><div class="col-4 management2">''Projects'':
<<if $group1 is "Julio and Leo" and visited("Group Project 1") gte 4>><<dark "☑" "History Project - Finished">><<elseif $group1 is "Julio and Leo">><<dark "☐" "History Project - Unfinished">><<elseif $group1 is "Unknown">><<dark "☐" "History Project - Team not chosen">><<else>><<dark "■" "History Project - Chose another team">><</if>></div></div></center>
<<if GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Mar" or GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Apr" or GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "May" or GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Jun">><div class="row"><div class="col-4 management">''Random Classes'':
</div><div class="col-4 management">
ACT -II-
Still being written.
</div><div class="col-4 management2">''Projects'':
</div></div><</if>><div class="row"><div class="col-4"><<pic Samuel>><</pic>></div><div class="col-8 paddedleft"><<light Samuel>> is a new student at school who's taken a liking to me.
His constant attention and praise has had a clear effect on me, but I'm still keeping my distance from the new student.</div></div>
<center>''Current Quests with <<light Samuel>>:''
ACT -I-
<div class="row"><div class="col-4 management">''Random Classes'':
<<if $dance.count("SamuelEric") is 0>><<dark "☐" "Dance Class - Unfinished">><<else>><<dark "☑" "Dance Class - Finished">><</if>><<if $class.count("Conflict of Interest") is 0>><<dark "☐" "Soccer Class - Unfinished">><<else>><<dark "☑" "Soccer Class - Finished">><</if>><<if $class.count("Secret Messages") is 0>><<dark "☐" "Secret Messages Class - Unfinished">><<else>><<dark "☑" "Secret Messages Class - Finished">><</if>><<if $group2 is "Eric and Samuel" and $class.count('Expressive Dancing') is 0>><<dark "☐" "Music Video Dancing Class - Unfinished">><<elseif $group2 is "Eric and Samuel" and $class.count('Expressive Dancing') is 1>><<dark "☑" "Music Video Dancing Class - Finished">><<elseif $group2 is "Eva and Leo">><<dark "■" "I chose another team for the Music Video Project">><<elseif GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Jan">><<dark "☐" "Group choice for next month.">><</if>>
</div><div class="col-4 management">''Other Stuff'':
<<if visited("BLM") gte 2>><<dark "☑" "HRC BLM Event 2">><<elseif $club.has('hrc')>><<dark "☐" "See the Second BLM Event at the HRC">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Join the HRC">><</if>><<if $friendsevents.has("Cuck10")>><<dark "☑" "Eric's Cucking Milestone 10 - Achieved">><<elseif $cuck gte 10>><<dark "☐" "Eric's Cucking Milestone 10 - Meet Samuel at School">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Eric's Cucking Milestone 10 - Make more cucking choices">><</if>>
</div><div class="col-4 management2">''Projects'':
<<if $group2 is "Eric and Samuel" and visited("Group Project 2") gte 4>><<dark "☑" "Music Video Project - Finished">><<elseif $group2 is "Eric and Samuel">><<dark "☐" "Music Video Project - Unfinished">><<elseif
GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Jan">><<dark "☐" "Music Video Project - Upcoming Month">><<elseif $group2 is "Unknown">><<dark "☐" "Music Video Project - team not chosen">><<else>><<dark "■" "I chose another team">><</if>></div></div></center>
<<if GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Mar" or GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Apr" or GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "May" or GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Jun">><div class="row"><div class="col-4 management">''Random Classes'':
</div><div class="col-4 management">
ACT -II-
Still being written.
</div><div class="col-4 management2">''Projects'':
</div></div><</if>><b>- Personal Milestone Events -</b>
<div class="row"><div class="col-6 management">Personal Athletics scenes with Leo:
<<if visited("LW Into Me") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "LW Into Me - First Session Finished">><<else>><<dark "☐" "LW Into Me - First Session Unfinished">><</if>><<if visited("LW Into Me") gte 2>><<dark "☑" "LW Into Me - Second Session Finished">><<else>><<dark "☐" "LW Into Me - Second Session Unfinished">><</if>><<if visited("LW Into Me") gte 3>><<dark "☑" "LW Into Me - Third Session Finished">><<elseif visited("LW Into Me") gte 2>><<dark "☐" "LW Into Me - Workout and make sure I'm well dressed">><<else>><<dark "☐" "LW Into Me - Third Session Unfinished">><</if>>
</div><div class="col-6">Athletics Milestone Events:
<<if $friendsevents.has("Athletics1")>><<dark "☑" "Athletics Milestone 10 - Achieved">><<elseif $athletics gte 10>><<dark "☐" "Athletics Milestone 10 - Work out alone">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Athletic Milestone 10 - Get more athletic">><</if>><<if $friendsevents.has("Athletics2")>><<dark "☑" "Athletics Milestone 20 - Achieved">><<elseif $athletics gte 20>><<dark "☐" "Athletics Milestone 20 - Work out alone">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Athletic Milestone 20 - Get more athletic">><</if>><<if $friendsevents.has("Athletics25")>><<dark "☑" "Athletics Milestone 25 - Achieved">><<elseif $cheertryouts is true>><<dark "■" "Athletic Milestone 25 - Locked out">><<elseif $athletics gte 25>><<dark "☐" "Athletics Milestone 25 - Visit Track Meets">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Athletic Milestone 25 - Get more athletic">><</if>><<if $friendsevents.has("Athletics3")>><<dark "☑" "Athletics Milestone 30 - Achieved">><<elseif $athletics gte 30>><<dark "☐" "Athletics Milestone 30 - Work out alone">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Athletic Milestone 30 - Get more athletic">><</if>><<if $friendsevents.has("Athletics4")>><<dark "☑" "Athletics Milestone 40 - Achieved">><<elseif $athletics gte 40>><<dark "☐" "Athletics Milestone 40 - Work out alone">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Athletic Milestone 40 - Get more athletic">><</if>>
</div></div>
<div class="row"><div class="col-6 management">Openness Milestone Events:
<<if visited("Open3") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "Openness Milestone 30 - Achieved">><<elseif $open gte 30>><<dark "☐" "Openness Milestone 30 - Go to the park and get inspired">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Openness Milestone 30 - Be more open">><</if>><<if $friendsevents.has("Open40")>><<dark "☑" "Openness Milestone 40 - Achieved">><<elseif $open gte 40>><<dark "☐" "Openness Milestone 40 - Check the wardrobe">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Openness Milestone 40 - Be more open">><</if>><<if $open gte 50 and $friendsevents.has("Open50")>><<dark "☑" "Openness Milestone 50 - Achieved">><<elseif $open gte 50>><<dark "☐" "Openness Milestone 50 - Have some solo play">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Openness Milestone 50 - Unachieved">><</if>>
</div><div class="col-6">Bisexuality Milestone Events:
<<if visited("TM Bi") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "Bisexuality Milestone 5 - Achieved">><<elseif $cheertryouts is true>><<dark "■" "Bisexuality Milestone 5 - Locked out">><<elseif $bisex gte 5>><<dark "☐" "Bisexuality Milestone 5 - Special Scene at Track Meets">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Bisexuality Milestone 5 - Be gayer">><</if>><<if visited("Bisexuality Library Event") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "Bisexuality Milestone 20 - Achieved">><<elseif $bisex gte 20>><<dark "☐" "Bisexuality Milestone 20 - Meet a stranger at the library">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Bisexuality Milestone 20 - Be gayer">><</if>>
</div></div>
<div class="row"><div class="col-6 management">Submissive Scenes:
<<if visited("TM Subdom 1") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "Submissive Milestone 10 - Achieved">><<elseif $cheertryouts is true>><<dark "■" "Missed the chance to see these scenes - Track Meet Passed">><<elseif $subdom lte -10>><<dark "☐" "Submissive Milestone 10 - Go to track meets">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Submissive Milestone 10 - Grow more submissive">><</if>><<if visited("TM Subdom 2") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "Submissive Milestone 20 - Achieved">><<elseif $cheertryouts is true>><<dark "■" "Missed the chance to see these scenes - Track Meet Passed">><<elseif $subdom lte -20>><<dark "☐" "Submissive Milestone 20 - Go to track meets">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Submissive Milestone 20 - Grow more submissive">><</if>><<if visited("Sub30 Scene") gte 1>><<dark "☑" "Submissive Milestone 30 - Achieved">><<elseif $subdom lte -30>><<dark "☐" "Submissive Milestone 30 - Meet Jerome at School">><<else>><<dark "☐" "Submissive Milestone 30 - Grow more submissive">><</if>>
</div><div class="col-6">BBC World Milestone Events:
<<if $friendsevents.has("BBC1")>><<dark "☑" "BBC World Milestone 10 - Achieved">><<elseif $bbcworld gte 10>><<dark "☐" "BBC World Milestone 10 - Jog with Yara on Saturdays">><<else>><<dark "☐" "BBC World Milestone 10 - Keep fighting for equality">><</if>><<if $friendsevents.has("BBC2")>><<dark "☑" "BBC World Milestone 20 - Achieved">><<elseif $cheertryouts is true>><<dark "■" "BBC World Milestone 20 - Locked out">><<elseif $bbcworld gte 20>><<dark "☐" "BBC World Milestone 20 - Find the scene at the Track Meet">><<else>><<dark "☐" "BBC World Milestone 20 - Keep fighting for 'equality'">><</if>><<if $friendsevents.has("BBC3")>><<dark "☑" "BBC World Milestone 30 - Achieved">><<elseif $bbcworld gte 30>><<dark "☐" "BBC World Milestone 30 - Go to the park and answer the black stranger">><<else>><<dark "☐" "BBC World Milestone 30 - Keep fighting for black freedom">><</if>>
</div></div>
<<if GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Jan">><<say "History">><center>''Chosen Group:'' <<if $group1 is "Jasmin and Jerome">>My partners are Jasmin and Jerome.<<elseif $group1 is "Julio and Leo">>My partners are Julio and Leo.<<elseif $group1 is "Yara and Eva">>My partners are Yara and Eva.<<else>>I am yet to choose my partners.<</if>>
''Chosen Costume:'' <<if $costumechoice is 1>>Slaves of black owner.<<elseif $costumechoice is 2>>Wives of Egyptian Pharaoh<<elseif $costumechoice is 3>>60s Pop Theme.<<elseif $costumechoice is 4>>Harlot Eva and her pimps Yara and I.<<elseif $costumechoice is 5>>Ancient Gladiators.<<elseif $costumechoice is 6>>Greek Philosophers.<<elseif $costumechoice is 7>>Ancient Greek Characters.<<elseif $costumechoice is 8>>Julio's a gladiator, I'm a philosopher, Leo's a slave.<<elseif $costumechoice is 9>>Gladiator Julio and slaves Leo and I.<<elseif $costumechoice is 10>>Pimp Yara and her Harlots Eva and I.<<else>>We are yet to choose our costume.<</if>>
''Costume Pricing:'' <<if $clothingprice is false>>We have chosen not to spend money on the costumes.<<elseif $clothingprice is true>>We have chosen to invest money in the costumes.<<else>>I still need to attend Monday Project Sessions.<</if>>
''Costume Meeting:'' <<if visited("CostumeMeeting") gte 1>>We already met to work on our costumes.<<elseif $costumemeeting1 is true>>We're meeting to work on our costumes on Sunday.<<else>>I still need to attend classes and make choices.<</if>></center><</say>><<elseif GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Feb">><</if>>
<<Miscellaneous>><center><<if $HRCInsta is 1 and $likedhrc is false>>Our video has been posted online. Let's go to Instagram to check it out!<</if>><span class="cash">''Work'' <img src="images/icons/cash.png"></span>: <<if $work.has('creamart') and $creamarttraining lte 5>>Creamart - Training to start working at the mall's Coffee Shop<<elseif $work.has('creamart')>>Creamart - I have a job at the mall's Coffee Shop<<else>>I need to look for work... Maybe the mall has options?<</if>></center><</Miscellaneous>>
<<if $valentine.has('NA') or $valentine.has('ended')>><<else>><<Valentine>><<if $valentine.has('Announcement')>>February's here! A new month, new opportunities! What are these new flyers around school?<<elseif $valentine.has('Announced')>>The school is having a beautiful dance on Valentine evening, I'm sure everyone has something to say about it!<<elseif $valentine.has('Progress')>>It's Februsry and Valentine is just around the corner. Some of my friends might not feel at their best, like <<light Leo>> or <<light Eric>> for example. It might be beneficial to reach out and talk to them about it at school.<<elseif $valentine.has('Approach')>>Valentine's day is getting closer.<<if $valentine.has('Ericdate')>><<light Eric>> has asked me out to the party and I agreed! I was looking forward to it! I hope <<light Eva>> doesn't take it too strongly.<<elseif $valentine.has('Ericnodate')>><<light Eric>> publicly proposed to me to go to the party with him, and I turned him down. Hope he doesn't take it too personally!<<else>><<light Eric>> seems to have something planned for me, I'll probably see him in the school corridors.<</if>><<elseif $valentine.has('Today')>><<light Eva>> invited me to get ready at her place. Let's go <<link "there" "Valentine Prep">> <<addhours 1>><</link>> through the park.<</if>>
<<if $valentine.has('topickup')>>I have to wait till next Wednesday to be able to pickup our dresses.<<elseif $valentine.has('pickedup')>>I have received the dresses for <<light Eva>> and I from <<light Gerard>>. We're going to look amazing in them.<<elseif $valentine.has('pickup')>>I can visit <<light Gerard>> at S&M at the mall to pick up the dresses for <<light Eva>> and I.<</if>>
<<if $valentine.has('Leoaskout') and GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Fri">>I have asked <<light Leo>> out on a date, and it was time for me to fulfill my promise. Let's meet him at the <<link "Mall" "Mall">><<addmins 30>><</link>><<elseif $valentine.has('Leoaskout')>>I asked Leo out for a date for this upcoming Friday. I need to save up if I want to promise him a good experience.<</if>>
<</Valentine>><</if>><<if $Intro.has("grade")>><div class="grade"><img src='images/icons/grade.png'>''Grade'':</div><span class="statsinfo">Your grade at school is translated in this stat. Obviously the most you could have is 100, but what happens when it drops below 50? (Not implemented yet)</span>
<</if>><<if $Intro.has("arousal")>>
<div class="arousal"><img src='images/icons/fem.png'>''Arousal'':</div><span class="statsinfo">How horny is your character at any given moment? And will that horniness impact their choices? (not implemented yet except for masturbation scenes)</span>
<</if>><<if $Intro.has("energy")>>
<div class="energy"><img src='images/icons/energy.png'>''Energy'':</div><span class="statsinfo">How energetic are you and what will you be able to do during the day? This stat currently doesn't have much impact as there isn't much to do during the day and it often doesn't get depleted, but might become relevant in future updates.</span>
<</if>><<if $Intro.has("subdom")>>
<div class="subdom"><img src='images/icons/dom.png'><img src='images/icons/sub.png'>''Sub/Dom'':</div><span class="statsinfo">Is your character more dominant or submissive? Depending on your choices, certain options might become available to you depending on where you fit on the spectrum. This also would impact some of the characters that you could influence...</span>
<</if>><<if $Intro.has("cash")>>
<div class="cash"><img src="images/icons/cash.png">''Cash'':</div><span class="statsinfo">Tells you how much money you have. Don't worry about this stat as there aren't much things that you have to pay for for now. So long as you have more than 100 you'll be fine with all events.</span>
<</if>><<if $Intro.has("looks")>>
<div class="looks"><img src="images/icons/looks.png">''Looks'':</div><span class="statsinfo">This stat is dependent on what you're wearing and whether or not you have make-up on or have done any improvements (not yet implemented). <span class="corruption">This stat impacts the corruption stat.</span></span>
<</if>><<if $Intro.has("open")>>
<div class="open"><img src="images/icons/open.png">''Openness'':</div><span class="statsinfo">This stat is one of the most important ones in the <span class="corruption">corruption</span> group, and shows how open you are to new adventures.</span>
<</if>>
<div class="athletics"><img src="images/icons/athletics.png">''Athletics'':</div><span class="statsinfo">How fit are you, physically? This stat will impact your physical prowess, it has a lot of importance in your <span class="looks">looks</span>, and therefore might impact your <span class="corruption">corruption</span> stat.</span>
<div class="smarts"><img src="images/icons/smarts.png">''Smarts'':</div><span class="statsinfo">Looking to impress people with your brains? This stat informs us of how intelligent your character is, and how easy certain brain matters would be for them. It has NO impact on corruption, but might help you in corrupting other people...</span>
<div class="sexskill"><img src="images/icons/sexskill.png">''Sex Skill'':</div><span class="statsinfo">This stat will unlock more options in sex scenes, but will also inform on how knowledgeable your character is in sex stuff. It obviously has an impact in <span class="corruption">corruption</span>.</span>
<div class="mediasavvy"><img src="images/icons/media.png">''Media Savvy'':</div><span class="statsinfo">Knowledge in social media and its matters is impacted by this stat. While not that important in the current release, it will have an impact on your future e-girl career (hint hint ;))</span>
<<if $Intro.has("bbcworld")>><div class="bbcworld"><img src="images/icons/bbcworld.png">''BBC World'':</div><span class="statsinfo">This stat does not only notify on how open you are to interracial stuff, but also tells on how accepting the world around you is to these stuff. Your actions will have an impact on the world at large, and how often blacked content comes out.</span>
<</if>>
<<if $Intro.has("corruption")>><div class="corruption"><img src="images/icons/corruption.png">''Corruption'':</div><span class="statsinfo">The stat we've all been waiting for! This stat will impact most of your gameplay, as the higher it is the more scenes you'll be able to see. Through this you'll be able to influence the MC as well as other characters around them, and shape the story into a more naughty one. It is impacted by <span class="looks">Looks</span>, <span class='open'>Openness</span>, and <span class='sexskill'>Sex Skill</span>, but also other more hidden stats and elements, some of which are scene-specific.</span>
<</if>><center><img src='images/work/creamart/header.webp' width='100%'></center>
Plain American: Coffee only
White Mocha: Espresso - Steamed Milk - White Chocolate
Mocha Coffee: Espresso - Steamed Milk - Chocolate Powder - Sugar
Caramel Macchiato: Espresso - Steamed Milk - Caramel Sauce
Cappuccino: Espresso - Steamed Milk - Foam
Cafe Latte: Espresso - Steamed Milk<<s Author>>''Dear Students,
Your applications to the different colleges are rolling in through our offices on the daily, and while most of you have maintained a high GPA and made sure to add information relevant to your families' history and their ties with the higher echelons of the government, we find it important to note that you need much more to be admitted to the top universities. //Joining a sports program//, //volunteering abroad,// or even becoming //Prom King or Queen,// are some of the ways your applications can improve and grow.
You will need to be more, do more, in order to obtain the future you want.
Best,
The SA Office''<</s>>
There it was, the dreaded email that changed everything, that set me on this path of change.
It was addressed to everyone, and it carried with it the heavy news:
All my education was for nothing, all these high grades and classes were meaningless.
I had to do stuff, and I had to do them fast. Join clubs, find different passions...
But truly, there was only one way I could secure my spot in the prestigeous universities I was eyeing.
Only one way I could convince people of my winning personality.
It was time for me to set my eyes on...
<center><h2>''Becoming Prom Queen''</h2></center><center><div class="wardrobelvl1"><img src="images/locations/wardrobe.jpg" width="500px">
<<if $open gte 40 and $friendsevents.count("Open40") is 0>><<pickup $friendsevents "Open40" 1>>I feel myself open up more, eager to experiment further with my clothing. I can now choose not to wear a bra...<<else>>You open up your wardrobe and take a look inside.<</if>>
<<button "Underwear">><<set $und to true>><<set $out to false>><<set $acc to false>><<replace "#subcat">><<button "panties">><<only "pan">><<replace "#body">>''Panties:''
<nobr><<wear "sexy red thong" "panties">><<wear "sexy white thong" "panties">><<wear "sexy black thong" "panties">><<wear "blue cotton panties" "panties">><br><<wear "pink cotton panties" "panties">><<wear "black cotton panties" "panties">><<wear "tiny black thong" "panties">><<wear "slutty black thong" "panties">><br><<wear "normal black thong" "panties">><<wear "normal red thong" "panties">><<wear "blue frilly thong" "panties">><<wear "pink brief panties" "panties">><<wear "pink lycra panties" "panties">><<wear "queen of spades thong" "panties">><<wear "white bridal panties" "panties">></nobr><</replace>><</button>><<button "bra">><<only "br">><<replace "#body">>''Bras:''
<nobr><<wear "cute blue bra" "bra">><<wear "pink demi cup bra" "bra">><<wear "normal black bra" "bra">><<wear "sexy black bra" "bra">><<wear "sexy blue bra" "bra">><<wear "sexy red bra" "bra">><<wear "pink cotton bra" "bra">><<if $friendsevents.has("Open40")>><<wear "nothing" "bra">><<else>><<dark "<img src='images/clothes/nothing.jpg' width='50px' height='50px'>" "Not open enough not to wear bras">><</if>></nobr><</replace>><</button>><</replace>><</button>><<button "Outerwear">><<set $und to false>><<set $out to true>><<set $acc to false>><<replace "#subcat">><<button "Tops">><<only "to">><</button>><<button "Pants and Shorts">><<only "pa">><</button>><<button "Outfits">><<only "ou">><<replace "#body">>''Outfits:''
<<wear "sexy schoolgirl outfit" "outfit">><<wear "cute pink pajamas" "outfit">><<wear "female school uniform" "outfit">><<wear "white shirt and jeans" "outfit">><br><<wear "school uniform" "outfit">><<wear "gym plain outfit" "outfit">><<wear "gym pink hoodie" "outfit">><<wear "gym pink shorts" "outfit">><br><<wear "gym yoga pattern" "outfit">><</replace>><</button>><</replace>><</button>><<button "Accessories">><<set $und to false>><<set $out to false>><<set $acc to true>><<replace "#subcat">><</replace>><<replace "#body">><<wear "blue long plug" "shoes">><</replace>><</button>></div><div class="wardrobelvl2"><div id="subcat"><<if $und is true>><<button "panties">><<only pan>><<replace "#body">>''Panties:''
<nobr><<wear "sexy red thong" "panties">><<wear "sexy white thong" "panties">><<wear "sexy black thong" "panties">><<wear "blue cotton panties" "panties">><br><<wear "pink cotton panties" "panties">><<wear "black cotton panties" "panties">><<wear "tiny black thong" "panties">><<wear "slutty black thong" "panties">><br><<wear "normal black thong" "panties">><<wear "normal red thong" "panties">><<wear "blue frilly thong" "panties">><<wear "pink brief panties" "panties">><<wear "pink lycra panties" "panties">><<wear "queen of spades thong" "panties">><<wear "white bridal panties" "panties">></nobr><</replace>><</button>><<button "bra">><<only br>><<replace "#body">>''Bras:''
<nobr><<wear "cute blue bra" "bra">><<wear "pink demi cup bra" "bra">><<wear "normal black bra" "bra">><<wear "sexy black bra" "bra">><<wear "sexy blue bra" "bra">><<wear "sexy red bra" "bra">><<wear "pink cotton bra" "bra">><<if $friendsevents.has("Open40")>><<wear "nothing" "bra">><<else>><<dark "<img src='images/clothes/nothing.jpg' width='50px' height='50px'>" "Not open enough not to wear bras">><</if>></nobr><</replace>><</button>><<elseif $out is true>><<button "Tops">><<only to>><<replace "#body">><</replace>><</button>><<button "Pants and Shorts">><<only pa>><<replace "#body">><</replace>><</button>><<button "Outfits">><<only ou>><<replace "#body">>''Outfits:''
<nobr><<wear "sexy schoolgirl outfit" "outfit">><<wear "cute pink pajamas" "outfit">><<wear "female school uniform" "outfit">><<wear "white shirt and jeans" "outfit">><<wear "school uniform" "outfit">></nobr><</replace>><</button>><<elseif $acc is true>><<replace "#body">><<wear "blue long plug" "shoes">><</replace>><</if>></div></div><div class="wardrobelvl3"><div id="body"><<if $pan is true>>''Panties:''
<nobr><<wear "sexy red thong" "panties">><<wear "sexy white thong" "panties">><<wear "sexy black thong" "panties">><<wear "blue cotton panties" "panties">><br><<wear "pink cotton panties" "panties">><<wear "black cotton panties" "panties">><<wear "tiny black thong" "panties">><<wear "slutty black thong" "panties">><br><<wear "normal black thong" "panties">><<wear "normal red thong" "panties">><<wear "blue frilly thong" "panties">><<wear "pink brief panties" "panties">><<wear "pink lycra panties" "panties">><<wear "queen of spades thong" "panties">><<wear "white bridal panties" "panties">></nobr><<elseif $br is true>>''Bras:''
<nobr><<wear "cute blue bra" "bra">><<wear "pink demi cup bra" "bra">><<wear "normal black bra" "bra">><<wear "sexy black bra" "bra">><<wear "sexy blue bra" "bra">><<wear "sexy red bra" "bra">><<wear "pink cotton bra" "bra">><<if $friendsevents.has("Open40")>><<wear "nothing" "bra">><<else>><<dark "<img src='images/clothes/nothing.jpg' width='50px' height='50px'>" "Not open enough not to wear bras">><</if>></nobr><<elseif $to is true>><<elseif $pa is true>><<elseif $ou is true>>''Outfits:''
<nobr><<wear "sexy schoolgirl outfit" "outfit">><<wear "cute pink pajamas" "outfit">><<wear "female school uniform" "outfit">><<wear "white shirt and jeans" "outfit">><br><<wear "school uniform" "outfit">><<wear "gym plain outfit" "outfit">><<wear "gym pink hoodie" "outfit">><<wear "gym pink shorts" "outfit">><br><<wear "gym yoga pattern" "outfit">></nobr><</if>></div></div><div id="warning"></div></center><img src="images/title-card.jpg" width="180px">
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<<if $Intro.has("LeftSideStats1")>>''Day'': <<datetime>>
''Name'': <<print $name>>
<<button "Portrait">><<set $bombastic to "Portrait">><<replace "#bombasticsideeye">><<include "mc-face">><</replace>><</button>><<button "Clothes">><<set $bombastic to "Clothes">><<replace "#bombasticsideeye">><<include "Worn">><</replace>><</button>>
<center><div id='bombasticsideeye'><<if $bombastic is "Portrait">><<include "mc-face">><<set _clotheslooks to 0>><<elseif $bombastic is "Clothes">><<include "Worn">><</if>></div></center><<else>>
<<link 'Disclaimers'>><<script>>
Dialog.setup("Disclaimers", "dis");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Disclaimers").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>>
<<link 'Changelog'>><<script>>
Dialog.setup("Changelog", "cha");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Changelog").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>><</if>>
<div id='sticky'><<if $Intro.has("LeftSideStats")>><<link '<img src="images/icons/phoneicon.png" width ="50px" title="Phone">'>>
<<script>>
Dialog.setup("", "pho");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Phone Feed").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>>
<</link>><<if $leomessage >0 or $evamessage >0 or $yaramessage >0 or $jasminmessage >0 or $ericmessage > 0>><span style="position:relative; right:20px; bottom: 40px"><img src="images/icons/notification.png"></span><</if>><<link '<img src="images/icons/objectives-button.png" width ="50px" title="Objectives">'>>
<<script>>
Dialog.setup("Objectives", "obj");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Objectives").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>>
<</link>><<else>><</if>><<link '<img src="images/icons/settings-button.png" width="50px" title="Settings">'>><<script>>UI.settings()<</script>><</link>>
<<link '<img src="images/icons/save-button.png" width="50px" title="Saves">'>><<script>>UI.saves()<</script>><</link>><<link '<img src="images/icons/restart-button.png" width="50px" position="relative" up="10px" title="Restart">'>><<script>>UI.restart()<</script>><</link>></div>Hello!<<set $gameDate to new Date(2024, 0, 1, 12, 1); /* e.g. Jan 8, 7:01AM */>>
<<set $tutorial to true>>
<<set $liked to true>>
<<set $name to "Alice">>
<<set $money = 10>>
<<set $arousal = 20>>
<<set $energy = 10>>
<<set $looks = 0>>
<<set $grade = 100>>
<<set $reputation = 0>>
<<set $maxarousal = 100>>
<<set $maxgrade = 100>>
<<set $maxenergy = 10>>
<<set $Jasmin to 0>><<set $maxjasmin to 11>>
<<set $Yara = 0>><<set $maxyara to 11>>
<<set $Leo = 0>><<set $maxleo to 11>>
<<set $Eva = 0>><<set $maxeva to 11>>
<<set $Eric = 0>><<set $maxeric to 11>>
<<set $Samuel = 0>>
<<set $Julio = 0>>
<<set $Jerome = 0>>
<<set $Carter = 0>>
<<set $Bekham = 0>>
<<set $Elio to 0>>
<<set $Jordan to 0>>
<<set $cuck = 0>>
<<set $mediasavvy = 1>>
<<set $smarts = 10>>
<<set $athletics = 1>>
<<set $sexskill = 1>>
<<set $sportsmarts = 0>>
<<set $visitedschool = 0>>
<<set $open = 0>>
<<set $bbcworld = 0>>
<<set $bisex = 0>>
<<set $corruption to 0>>
<<set $hrc = 0>><<set $blm to 0>><<set $climate to 0>><<set $lgbt to 0>>
<<set $hrctotal = 6>>
<<set $subdom = 0>>
<<set $alphabeta = 0>>
<<set $evasub = 0>>
<<set $evasmarts = 20>>
<<set $subdommax to 200>>
<<set $subdommeter to $subdom + 100>>
<<set $randomfriend to random(1, 8)>>
<<set $mod = 0>>
<<set $comment1 to "NA">><<set $comment2 to "NA">><<set $comment3 to "NA">><<set $comment4 to "NA">><<set $comment5 to "NA">><<set $comment6 to "NA">><<set $comment7 to "NA">><<set $comment8 to "NA">><<set $comment9 to "NA">><<set $comment10 to "NA">><<set $comment11 to "NA">><<set $comment12 to "NA">><<set $comment13 to "NA">><<set $comment14 to "NA">><<set $comment15 to "NA">><<set $comment16 to "NA">><<set $comment17 to "NA">><<set $comment18 to "NA">><<set $comment19 to "NA">><<set $comment21 to "NA">><<set $comment20 to "NA">><<set $commenthrc to "NA">>
<<set $liked1 to false>><<set $liked2 to false>><<set $liked3 to false>><<set $liked4 to false>><<set $liked5 to false>><<set $liked6 to false>><<set $liked7 to false>><<set $liked8 to false>><<set $liked9 to false>><<set $liked10 to false>><<set $liked11 to false>><<set $liked12 to false>><<set $liked13 to false>><<set $liked14 to false>><<set $liked15 to false>><<set $liked16 to false>><<set $liked17 to false>><<set $liked18 to false>><<set $liked19 to false>><<set $liked21 to false>><<set $liked20 to false>><<set $likedhrc to false>>
<<newinv $friendsevents>>
<<newinv $DnDeez>>
/* Story Variables */
<<set $leomessage to 0>>
/* 1 = convince to not dress as gladiators or philosophers
2 = convince to switch roles in greek costumes
3 = Sharing a trans bbc picture on social media
4 = 2nd level friendship hangout
5 = Month 2 Valentine Announcement Talk*/
<<set $leomessagepre to 0>>
<<set $yaramessage to 0>>
/* 1 = Hanging out at the mall
2 = Convincing Eva to dress slutty
3 = Applaud player on corrupting Eva further in month 2 event
4 = Hanging out at the mall the second time (friendship 10)
5 = Watch her game (friendship 20)*/
<<set $yaramessagepre to 0>>
<<set $evamessage to 0>>
/* 1 = convince to dress slutty
2 = sunday meeting for music video month 2
3 = Sunday Valentine Hangout*/
<<set $evamessagepre to 0>>
/* 2 = sunday meeting for music video month 2
3 = Sunday Valentine Hangout*/
<<set $ericmessage to 0>>
/* 1 = hanging out at the mall after friday class
2 = shooting the music video for project month 2
3 = FriendshipMilestone (10) Friday Hangout.
4 = Rejection for valentine talk*/
<<set $ericmessagepre to 0>>
/* 2 = shooting the music video for project month 2
3 = FriendshipMilestone (10) Friday Hangout.
4 = Rejection for valentine talk*/
<<set $jasminmessage to 0>>
<<set $leoworkout to 0>>
<<set $metEva to false>>
<<set $metYara to false>>
<<set $metLeo to false>>
<<set $metJasmin to false>>
<<set $metEric to false>>
<<set $jasminevent to 0>>
<<set $leoevent to 0>>
<<set $yaraevent to 0>>
<<set $evaevent to 0>>
<<set $ericevent to 0>>
<<set $ericstate to "Stranger">>
<<set $Bekhamc to 0>>
<<set $group1 to "Unknown">><<set $group2 to "Unknown">><<set $group3 to "Unknown">><<set $group4 to "Unknown">>
<<set $lyric to 0>><<set $audience to 0>>
<<set $hrcrole to "Undefined">><<set $blm to 0>><<set $lgbt to 0>><<set $climate to 0>>
<<set $parkworkout to 0>>
<<newinv $dance>>
<<newinv $club>>
<<newinv $work>>
<<newinv $class>>
<<newinv $evaleo>><<newinv $evayara>>
<<newinv $leojulio>>
<<newinv $blackonly>><<pickup $blackonly 'NA' 1>>
<<newinv $blackonlyjerome>><<newinv $blackonlyeric>><<newinv $blackonlyjasmin>><<newinv $blackonlybekham>><<newinv $blackonlymessage>>
<<set $creamarttraining to 0>>
<<set $AfricaInsta to 0>>
<<newinv $valentine>><<pickup $valentine 'NA' 1>>
<<newinv $jeromejasmin>>
/*Day Variables*/
<<set $classnumber to 0>>
<<set $workoutweek to false>>
<<set $smartsweek to false>>
<<set $masturbateweek to 0>>
<<set $mediasavvyweek to false>>
<<set $porn to false>>
<<set $visitedgym to false>>
<<set $workedcafe to false>>
<<set $metyaraday to false>>
<<set $metevaday to false>>
<<set $metjasminday to false>>
<<set $metleoday to false>>
<<set $metericday to true>>
<<set $visitedinsta to false>>
<<set $februarytick to false>>
<<set $marchtick to false>>
<<set $apriltick to false>>
<<set $maytick to false>>
<<set $junetick to false>>
/*Character Variables */
<<set $skin to "fair">>
<<set $hair to "blonde">>
<<set $eye to "blue">>
<<set $hairl to "stylish">>
<<set $length to "5'7 feet">>
<<set $boobsize to "B-cup">>
<<set $bombastic to "Clothes">>
/*Characters*/
<<character 'tutorial' 'images/icons/tutorial.png'>>
<<character 'Eva' 'images/character/eva.jpg'>>
<<character 'Yara' 'images/character/yara.jpg'>>
<<character 'Eric' 'images/character/eric.jpg'>>
<<character 'Leo' 'images/character/leo.jpg'>>
<<character 'Jasmin' 'images/character/jasmin.jpg'>>
<<character 'Ria' 'images/character/ria.jpg'>>
<<character 'Jerome' 'images/character/jerome.jpg'>>
<<character 'Author' 'images/character/ria.jpg'>>
<<character 'Rotherford' 'images/character/rotherford.jpg'>>
<<character 'Will' 'images/character/will.jpg'>>
<<character 'Bekham' 'images/character/bekham.jpg'>>
<<character 'Carter' 'images/character/carter.jpg'>>
<<character 'Samuel' 'images/character/samuel.jpg'>>
<<character 'Julio' 'images/character/julio.jpg'>>
<<character 'Sasha' 'images/character/sasha.jpg'>>
<<character 'Miscellaneous' 'images/icons/objectives-button.png'>>
<<character 'Valentine' 'images/icons/valentine.jpg'>>
<<character 'History' 'History Costume Project' 'images/icons/costume contest.jpg'>>
<<character 'messageyara' 'Yara' 'images/character/yara.jpg'>>
<<character 'messageauthor' '$name' 'images/character/ria.jpg'>>
<<character 'messageeva' 'Eva' 'images/character/eva.jpg'>>
<<character 'messageleo' 'Leo' 'images/character/leo.jpg'>>
<<character 'messagejasmin' 'Jasmin' 'images/character/jasmin.jpg'>>
<<character 'messageeric' 'Eric' 'images/character/eric.jpg'>>
<<character 'randomblack' 'Random Guy' 'images/character/randomblack.jpg'>>
<<character 'Text' 'Messages' 'images/icons/phone.png'>>
/*Social Media Users*/
<<user 'loverboy22' 'images/character/sm/eric.jpg'>>
<<user 'geekyblinders' 'images/character/sm/jasmin.jpg'>>
<<user 'butterflown' 'images/character/sm/ria.jpg'>>
<<user 'playfulbanter' 'images/character/sm/jerome.jpg'>>
<<user 'lisathesexy1997' 'images/character/sm/egirl-trial.jpg'>>
<<user 'will_be_big' 'images/character/sm/will.jpg'>>
<<user 'madadder' 'images/character/sm/adaccount.png'>>
<<user 'eliasrabbo' 'images/character/sm/elias.png'>>
<<user 'melissabeauty' 'images/character/sm/melissa.png'>>
<<user 'lady_in_red' 'images/character/sm/ladyinred.png'>>
<<user 'evalovekiss' 'images/character/eva.jpg'>>
<<user 'jasmintheflower18' 'images/character/jasmin.jpg'>>
<<user 'peachysport' 'images/character/yara.jpg'>>
<<user 'jaystone' 'images/character/jerome.jpg'>>
<<user 'socialbutterfly' 'images/character/leo.jpg'>>
<<user 'transbabe' 'images/character/sasha.jpg'>>
<<user 'mr_carter' 'images/character/carter.jpg'>>
<<user 'eliocoffee' 'images/character/elio.jpg'>>
<<user 'busyman82' 'images/character/jordan.jpg'>>
<<user 'earique' 'images/character/eric.jpg'>>
/*Inventories in the Game*/
<<newinv $Intro>>
<<newinv $takeoff>>
<<newinv $wardrobe>>
<<newinv $lisaespana>>
<<newinv $pablorabonne>>
<<newinv $nexustoys>>
<<newinv $panties>>
<<newinv $bra>>
<<newinv $top>>
<<newinv $shoes>>
<<newinv $pants>>
<<newinv $outfit>>
<<pickup $wardrobe 'pink cotton panties' 1 'cute pink pajamas' 1>>
<<pickup $lisaespana 'sexy red thong' 1 'sexy black thong' 1 'sexy white thong' 1 'tiny black thong' 1 'slutty black thong' 1 'cute blue bra' 1 'normal black thong' 1 'normal red thong' 1 'blue cotton panties' 1 'blue frilly thong' 1 'pink brief panties' 1 'pink demi cup bra' 1 'pink lycra panties' 1 'queen of spades thong' 1 'sexy black bra' 1 'sexy blue bra' 1 'sexy red bra' 1 'white bridal panties' 1 'pink cotton bra' 1>>
<<pickup $pablorabonne 'female school uniform' 1 'sexy schoolgirl outfit' 1 'white shirt and jeans' 1 'red sports shoes' 1 'gym plain outfit' 1 'gym yoga pattern' 1 'gym pink shorts' 1 'gym pink hoodie' 1>>
<<pickup $nexustoys 'buttplug blue long' 1 'buttplug black wide' 1 'buttplug black vibrating' 1 'buttplug silver heart' 1 'buttplug silver medium' 1 'dildo small' 1 'dildo medium' 1 'dildo large' 1>>
/*Meters*/
<<newmeter 'Grade' 1>>
<<colors 'cyan' 'cyan' 'white'>>
<<sizing 200px>>
<<animation 400ms swing>>
<<label 'Grade: $grade %' 'black' center>>
<</newmeter>>
<<newmeter 'Arousal' 0.2>>
<<colors 'red' 'pink' 'white'>>
<<sizing 200px>>
<<animation 400ms swing>>
<<label 'Arousal: $arousal' 'black' center>>
<</newmeter>>
<<newmeter 'Energy'>>
<<colors 'orange' 'yellow' 'white'>>
<<sizing 200px>>
<<animation 400ms swing>>
<<label 'Energy: $energy' 'black' center>>
<</newmeter>>
<<newmeter 'SubDom'>>
<<colors 'red' 'pink' 'white'>>
<<sizing 200px>>
<<animation 400ms swing>>
<<label 'Submissive / Dominant: $subdom' 'black' center>>
<</newmeter>>
<<newmeter 'Jasmin Friendship' 0.2>>
<<colors '#8400FF' '#C180FF' 'white'>>
<<sizing 200px>>
<<animation 400ms swing>>
<<label 'Friendship Level: $Jasmin / $maxjasmin' 'black' center>>
<</newmeter>>
<<newmeter 'Yara Friendship' 0.2>>
<<colors '#80FF80' '#00FF00' 'white'>>
<<sizing 200px>>
<<animation 400ms swing>>
<<label 'Friendship Level: $Yara / $maxyara' 'black' center>>
<</newmeter>>
<<newmeter 'Eva Friendship' 0.2>>
<<colors '#ff9966' '#FF661A' 'white'>>
<<sizing 200px>>
<<animation 400ms swing>>
<<label 'Friendship Level: $Eva / $maxeva' 'black' center>>
<</newmeter>>
<<newmeter 'Eric Friendship' 0.2>>
<<colors '#f1bf41' '#be8c0e' 'white'>>
<<sizing 200px>>
<<animation 400ms swing>>
<<label 'Friendship Level: $Eric / $maxeric' 'black' center>>
<</newmeter>>
<<newmeter 'Bekham Friendship' 0.2>>
<<colors '#efa9a9' '#D82F2F' 'white'>>
<<sizing 200px>>
<<animation 400ms swing>>
<<label 'Friendship Level: $Bekham / $maxbekham' 'black' center>>
<</newmeter>>
<<newmeter 'Leo Friendship' 0.2>>
<<colors '#94EBE5' '#28D7CC' 'white'>>
<<sizing 200px>>
<<animation 400ms swing>>
<<label 'Friendship Level: $Leo / $maxleo' 'black' center>>
<</newmeter>>
<<set $maxfem to 100>><<set $alphabetameter to $alphabeta + 50>>
<<newmeter 'LeoFem' 0.5>>
<<colors 'blue' 'pink' 'white'>>
<<sizing 200px>>
<<animation 400ms swing>>
<<label 'Masculinity Level: $alphabeta' 'black' center>>
<</newmeter>>
/*Class Events Setting*/
<<set $classEvent1 = $classEvent1 || [
"History of Africa",
"Biology and Bodies",
"Biology and Bodies",
"Intro to Gymnastics",
"Conflict of Interest",
"Bathroom Break",
"Literary Values",
"Simple Arithmetics",
"Ancient Theater",
"Dancing Class",
"Dancing Class",
"Dancing Class"]>>
<<set $classEvent2 = $classEvent2 || [
"Genitalia and Differences",
"Taking a Seat",
"Literary Influences",
"Black History",
"Black History",
"Black History",
"Black History",
"Secret Messages",
"Basic Chemistry",
"Expressive Dancing"]>>
<<set $classEvent3 = $classEvent3 || [
"Flexibility and Beyond",
"Flexibility and Beyond",
"Advanced Mathematics",
"Advanced Mathematics",
"Partner Up to Dance",
"Partner Up to Dance",
"Partner Up to Dance",
"Empty Seat",
"Basic Chemistry",
"Basic Chemistry",
"Standing for Africa",
"Body Types"]>>
<<set $classEvent4 = $classEvent4 || [
"Saving Africa",
"Body Types",
"Alpha and Beta and Leo",
"Join the Music",
"Open Up to Depravity",
"Literary Vices",
"Girl Math",
"Dirty Dancing"]>><<if $Intro.has("Finished")>><<silently>>
<<repeat 1s>>
<<replace "#athletics">>$athletics<</replace>>
<<replace "#smarts">>$smarts<</replace>>
<<replace "#sexskill">>$sexskill<</replace>>
<<replace "#mediasavvy">>$mediasavvy<</replace>>
<<replace "#bbcworld">>$bbcworld<</replace>>
<<replace "#money">>$money<</replace>>
<<replace "#open">>$open<</replace>>
<<replace "#looks">>$looks<</replace>>
<<replace "#jasmin">>$Jasmin<</replace>>
<<replace "#eva">>$Eva<</replace>>
<<replace "#leo">>$Leo<</replace>>
<<replace "#yara">>$Yara<</replace>>
<<replace "#eric">>$Eric<</replace>>
<<replace "#bekham">>$Bekham<</replace>>
<<replace "#jerome">>$Jerome<</replace>>
<<replace "#julio">>$Julio<</replace>>
<<replace "#samuel">>$Samuel<</replace>>
<<if $grade gte 100>><<set $grade = 100>><</if>><<if $arousal > $maxarousal>><<set $arousal = $maxarousal>><</if>>
<<set _sportslooks = $athletics / 10>>
<<set $looks = _sportslooks + _clotheslooks + $mod>>
<<set $corruption = $sexskill + $open + $looks>><<if $corruption lte 0>><<set $corruption = 0>><</if>><<replace "#corruption">>$corruption<</replace>>
<<updatemeter 'Grade' `$grade / $maxgrade`>>
<<updatemeter 'Arousal' `$arousal / $maxarousal`>>
<<updatemeter 'Energy' `$energy / $maxenergy`>>
<<set $subdommeter to $subdom + 100>>
<<updatemeter 'SubDom' `$subdommeter / $subdommax`>><</repeat>>
<</silently>><<else>><</if>>
<div align="center"><<if $Intro.has("FourMain")>>''Here are your stats:<span class='info'><<link "<img src='images/icons/info.png' height='10em' right='2em' down='4em'>nfo">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("Stats Info", "sta");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Stats Info").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>></span>''<<else>><</if>>
<<if $Intro.has("grade")>><<showmeter 'Grade' '$grade / $maxgrade'>><<else>><</if>>
<<if $Intro.has("arousal")>><<showmeter 'Arousal' '$arousal / $maxarousal'>><<else>><</if>>
<<if $Intro.has("energy")>><<showmeter 'Energy' '$energy / $maxenergy'>><<else>><</if>>
<<if $Intro.has("subdom")>><<showmeter 'SubDom' `$subdommeter / $subdommax`>><<else>><</if>>
<<if $Intro.has("cash")>><div id='stats'><div class="cash">''Cash'' <<dark "<img src='images/icons/cash.png'>" "The amount of money I have.">></div>:<div id='money'>$money</div><div id='stat_1'><div id='mon_1'>+1</div></div><div id='stat_2'><div id='mon_2'>-1</div></div></div><<else>><</if>>
<<if $Intro.has("looks")>><div id='stats'><div class="looks">''Looks'' <<dark "<img src='images/icons/looks.png'>" "How good do I look?">></div>:<div id='looks'>$looks</div><div id='stat_1'><div id='loo_1'>+1</div></div><div id='stat_2'><div id='loo_2'>-1</div></div></div><<else>><</if>>
<<if $Intro.has("open")>><div id='stats'><div class="open">''Openness'' <<dark "<img src='images/icons/open.png'>" "Am I open to new experiences and to a more complicated world?">></div>:<div id='open'>$open</div><div id='stat_1'><div id='ope_1'>+1</div></div><div id='stat_2'><div id='ope_2'>-1</div></div></div><<else>><</if>>
<<if $Intro.has("FourMain")>><div id='stats'><div class="athletics">''Athletics'' <<dark "<img src='images/icons/athletics.png'>" "My physical capabilites, how athletic I am.">></div>:<div id='athletics'>$athletics</div><div id='stat_1'><div id='ath_1'>+1</div></div><div id='stat_2'><div id='ath_2'>-1</div></div></div>
<div id='stats'><div class="smarts">''Smarts'' <<dark "<img src='images/icons/smarts.png'>" "How smart I am, duh!">></div>:<div id='smarts'>$smarts</div><div id='stat_1'><div id='smr_1'>+1</div></div><div id='stat_2'><div id='smr_2'>-1</div></div></div>
<div id='stats'><div class="sexskill">''Sex Skill'' <<dark "<img src='images/icons/sexskill.png'>" "How knowledgeable with sex stuff I am.">></div>:<div id='sexskill'>$sexskill</div><div id='stat_1'><div id='sex_1'>+1</div></div><div id='stat_2'><div id='sex_2'>-1</div></div></div>
<div id='stats'><div class="mediasavvy">''Media Savvy''</div><<dark "<img src='images/icons/media.png'>" "How good I am with Social Media.">>:<div id='mediasavvy'>$mediasavvy</div><div id='stat_1'><div id='med_1'>+1</div></div><div id='stat_2'><div id='med_2'>-1</div></div></div><<else>><</if>>
<<if $Intro.has("bbcworld")>><div id='stats'> <div class="bbcworld"> ''BBC World'' <<dark "<img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'>" "Is the world accepting of a BNWO?">></div>:<div id='bbcworld'>$bbcworld</div><div id='stat_1'><div id='bbc_1'>+1</div></div><div id='stat_2'><div id='bbc_2'>-1</div></div></div><<else>><</if>>
<<if $Intro.has("corruption")>><div id='stats'> <div class="corruption"> ''Corruption'' <<dark "<img src='images/icons/corruption.png'>" "My level of corruption - The higher it is the more stuff I'll do!">></div>:<div id='corruption'>$corruption</div><div id='stat_1'><div id='cor_1'>+1</div></div><div id='stat_2'><div id='cor_2'>-1</div></div></div><<else>><</if>>
<<if $Intro.has("RightSideFriends")>><div class='friends'><div class="img__stat"><img class="img__disp" src="images/character/jasmin.jpg" position="center" title='Jasmin'><p class="img__bgjas"></p><p class="img__desc"><div id='stati_1'><div id='jas_1'><p class="img__bgg"></p></div></div><div id='stati_2'><div id='jas_2'><p class="img__bgr"></p></div></div><div id='jasmin'>$Jasmin</div></p><p class='img__nameinfo'><<link "<img src='images/character/jasmin.jpg' width='100%' height='100%' title='Jasmin'>">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("Jasmin", "jas");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Jasmin Info").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>></p></div>
<div class="img__stat"><img class="img__disp" src="images/character/yara.jpg" position="center" title='Yara'><p class="img__bgyar"></p><p class="img__desc"><div id='stati_1'><div id='yar_1'><p class="img__bgg"></p></div></div><div id='stati_2'><div id='yar_2'><p class="img__bgr"></p></div></div><div id='yara'>$Yara</div></p><p class='img__nameinfo'><<link "<img src='images/character/yara.jpg' width='100%' height='100%' title='Yara'>">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("Yara", "yar");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Yara Info").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>></p></div>
<div class="img__stat"><img class="img__disp" src="images/character/eva.jpg" position="center" title='Eva'><p class="img__bgeva"></p><p class="img__desc"><div id='stati_1'><div id='eva_1'><p class="img__bgg"></p></div></div><div id='stati_2'><div id='eva_2'><p class="img__bgr"></p></div></div><div id='eva'>$Eva</div></p><p class='img__nameinfo'><<link "<img src='images/character/eva.jpg' width='100%' height='100%' title='Eva'>">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("Eva", "eva");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Eva Info").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>></p></div>
<div class="img__stat"><img class="img__disp" src="images/character/leo.jpg" position="center" title='Leo'><p class="img__bgleo"></p><p class="img__desc"><div id='stati_1'><div id='leo_1'><p class="img__bgg"></p></div></div><div id='stati_2'><div id='leo_2'><p class="img__bgr"></p></div></div><div id='leo'>$Leo</div></p><p class='img__nameinfo'><<link "<img src='images/character/leo.jpg' width='100%' height='100%' title='Leo'>">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("Leo", "leo");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Leo Info").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>></p></div>
<div class="img__stat"><img class="img__disp" src="images/character/eric.jpg" position="center" title='Eric'><p class="img__bgeri"></p><p class="img__desc"><div id='stati_1'><div id='eri_1'><p class="img__bgg"></p></div></div><div id='stati_2'><div id='eri_2'><p class="img__bgr"></p></div></div><div id='eric'>$Eric</div></p><p class='img__nameinfo'><<link "<img src='images/character/eric.jpg' width='100%' height='100%' title='Eric'>">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("Eric", "eri");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Eric Info").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>></p></div>
<div class="img__stat"><img class="img__disp" src="images/character/bekham.jpg" position="center" title='Bekham'><p class="img__bgbek"></p><p class="img__desc"><div id='stati_1'><div id='bek_1'><p class="img__bgg"></p></div></div><div id='stati_2'><div id='bek_2'><p class="img__bgr"></p></div></div><div id='bekham'>$Bekham</div></p><p class='img__nameinfo'><<link "<img src='images/character/bekham.jpg' width='100%' height='100%' title='Bekham'>">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("Bekham", "bek");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Bekham Info").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>></p></div>
<div class="img__stat"><img class="img__disp" src="images/character/julio.jpg" position="center" title='Julio'><p class="img__bgjul"></p><p class="img__desc"><div id='stati_1'><div id='jul_1'><p class="img__bgg"></p></div></div><div id='stati_2'><div id='jul_2'><p class="img__bgr"></p></div></div><div id='julio'>$Julio</div></p><p class='img__nameinfo'><<link "<img src='images/character/julio.jpg' width='100%' height='100%' title='Julio'>">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("Julio", "jul");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Julio Info").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>></p></div>
<div class="img__stat"><img class="img__disp" src="images/character/samuel.jpg" position="center" title='Samuel'><p class="img__bgsam"></p><p class="img__desc"><div id='stati_1'><div id='sam_1'><p class="img__bgg"></p></div></div><div id='stati_2'><div id='sam_2'><p class="img__bgr"></p></div></div><div id='samuel'>$Samuel</div></p><p class='img__nameinfo'><<link "<img src='images/character/samuel.jpg' width='100%' height='100%' title='Samuel'>">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("Samuel", "sam");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Samuel Info").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>></p></div>
<div class="img__stat"><img class="img__disp" src="images/character/jerome.jpg" position="center" title='Jerome'><p class="img__bgjer"></p><p class="img__desc"><div id='stati_1'><div id='jer_1'><p class="img__bgg"></p></div></div><div id='stati_2'><div id='jer_2'><p class="img__bgr"></p></div></div><div id='jerome'>$Jerome</div></p><p class='img__nameinfo'><<link "<img src='images/character/jerome.jpg' width='100%' height='100%' title='Jerome'>">><<script>>
Dialog.setup("Jerome", "jer");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Jerome Info").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</link>></p></div></div><<else>><</if>><<set _clotheslooks to 0>><div class="wardrobe"><center><span class="wardrobe-item"><<if $top.has('blue shirt')>><img src="images/clothes/blue shirt.jpg"><<else>><img src="images/clothes/nothing.jpg"><</if>></span><span class="wardrobe-item"><<if $outfit.has('cute pink pajamas')>><img src="images/clothes/cute pink pajamas.jpg"><<elseif $outfit.has('slutty schoolgirl outfit')>><img src="images/clothes/slutty schoolgirl outfit.jpg"><<set _clotheslooks += 4>><<elseif $outfit.has('sexy schoolgirl outfit')>><img src="images/clothes/sexy schoolgirl outfit.jpg"><<set _clotheslooks += 3>><<elseif $outfit.has('school uniform')>><img src="images/clothes/school uniform.jpg"><<elseif $outfit.has('female school uniform')>><<set _clotheslooks += 1>><img src="images/clothes/female school uniform.jpg"><<elseif $outfit.has('white shirt and jeans')>><img src="images/clothes/white shirt and jeans.jpg"><<elseif $outfit.has('gym plain outfit')>><img src="images/clothes/gym plain outfit.jpg"><<elseif $outfit.has('gym pink hoodie')>><img src="images/clothes/gym pink hoodie.jpg"><<set _clotheslooks += 1>><<elseif $outfit.has('gym pink shorts')>><img src="images/clothes/gym pink shorts.jpg"><<set _clotheslooks += 2>><<elseif $outfit.has('gym yoga pattern')>><img src="images/clothes/gym yoga pattern.jpg"><<set _clotheslooks += 1>><<else>><img src="images/clothes/nothing.jpg"><</if>></span><span class="wardrobe-item"><<if $pants.has('blue short')>><img src="images/clothes/blue short.jpg"><<else>><img src="images/clothes/nothing.jpg"><</if>></span><span class="wardrobe-item"><<if $panties.has('sexy red thong')>><img src="images/clothes/sexy red thong.jpg"><<set _clotheslooks += 1>><<elseif $panties.has('sexy black thong')>><img src="images/clothes/sexy black thong.jpg"><<set _clotheslooks += 1>><<elseif $panties.has('sexy white thong')>><img src="images/clothes/sexy white thong.jpg"><<set _clotheslooks += 1>><<elseif $panties.has('blue cotton panties')>><img src="images/clothes/blue cotton panties.jpg"><<elseif $panties.has('pink cotton panties')>><img src="images/clothes/pink cotton panties.jpg"><<elseif $panties.has('tiny black thong')>><<set _clotheslooks += 2>><img src="images/clothes/tiny black thong.jpg"><<elseif $panties.has('slutty black thong')>><img src="images/clothes/slutty black thong.jpg"><<elseif $panties.has('normal black thong')>><img src="images/clothes/normal black thong.jpg"><<elseif $panties.has('normal red thong')>><img src="images/clothes/normal red thong.jpg"><<elseif $panties.has('blue frilly thong')>><img src="images/clothes/blue frilly thong.jpg"><<elseif $panties.has('black cotton panties')>><img src="images/clothes/black cotton panties.jpg"><<elseif $panties.has('pink brief panties')>><img src="images/clothes/pink brief panties.jpg"><<elseif $panties.has('pink lycra panties')>><img src="images/clothes/pink lycra panties.jpg"><<elseif $panties.has('queen of spades thong')>><<set _clotheslooks += 1>><img src="images/clothes/queen of spades thong.jpg"><<elseif $panties.has('white bridal panties')>><img src="images/clothes/white bridal panties.jpg"><<else>><img src="images/clothes/nothing.jpg"><</if>></span><span class="wardrobe-item"><<if $bra.has('pink demi cup bra')>><img src="images/clothes/pink demi cup bra.jpg"><<set _clotheslooks += 1>><<elseif $bra.has('cute blue bra')>><img src="images/clothes/cute blue bra.jpg"><<elseif $bra.has('normal black bra')>><img src="images/clothes/normal black bra.jpg"><<elseif $bra.has('sexy black bra')>><<set _clotheslooks += 1>><img src="images/clothes/sexy black bra.jpg"><<elseif $bra.has('sexy blue bra')>><img src="images/clothes/sexy blue bra.jpg"><<set _clotheslooks += 1>><<elseif $bra.has('sexy red bra')>><img src="images/clothes/sexy red bra.jpg"><<set _clotheslooks += 1>><<elseif $bra.has('pink cotton bra')>><img src="images/clothes/pink cotton bra.jpg"><<else>><img src="images/clothes/nothing.jpg"><</if>></span><span class="wardrobe-item"><<if $shoes.has('red sports shoes')>><img src="images/clothes/red sports shoes.jpg"><<else>><img src="images/clothes/nothing.jpg"><</if>></span></center><<if tags().includes('Main')>><<button "Sleep Clothes" `passage()`>><<merge $wardrobe $bra>><<merge $wardrobe $panties>><<merge $wardrobe $top>><<merge $wardrobe $pants>><<merge $wardrobe $shoes>><<merge $wardrobe $outfit>><<dropall $panties>><<dropall $bra>><<dropall $pants>><<dropall $shoes>><<dropall $top>><<dropall $outfit>><<transfer $wardrobe $outfit "cute pink pajamas" 1>><<transfer $wardrobe $panties "pink cotton panties" 1>><<transfer $wardrobe $bra "pink demi cup bra" 1>><</button>><<button "School Clothes" `passage()`>><<merge $wardrobe $bra>><<merge $wardrobe $panties>><<merge $wardrobe $top>><<merge $wardrobe $pants>><<merge $wardrobe $shoes>><<merge $wardrobe $outfit>><<dropall $panties>><<dropall $bra>><<dropall $pants>><<dropall $shoes>><<dropall $top>><<dropall $outfit>><<if $wardrobe.has('sexy schoolgirl outfit')>><<transfer $wardrobe $outfit "sexy schoolgirl outfit" 1>><<elseif $wardrobe.has('female school uniform')>><<transfer $wardrobe $outfit "female school uniform" 1>><<elseif $wardrobe.has('school uniform')>><<transfer $wardrobe $outfit "school uniform" 1>><</if>><<if $wardrobe.has('sexy red thong') and $wardrobe.has('sexy red bra')>><<transfer $wardrobe $panties "sexy red thong" 1>><<transfer $wardrobe $bra "sexy red bra" 1>><<elseif $wardrobe.has('blue cotton panties') and $wardrobe.has('cute blue bra')>><<transfer $wardrobe $panties "blue cotton panties" 1>><<transfer $wardrobe $bra "cute blue bra" 1>><<elseif $wardrobe.has('black cotton panties') and $wardrobe.has('normal black bra')>><<transfer $wardrobe $panties "black cotton panties" 1>><<transfer $wardrobe $bra "normal black bra" 1>><</if>><</button>>
<<button "Workout Clothes" `passage()`>><<merge $wardrobe $outfit>><<dropall $outfit>><<if $wardrobe.has('gym pink shorts')>><<transfer $wardrobe $outfit "gym pink shorts" 1>><<elseif $wardrobe.has('gym pink hoodie')>><<transfer $wardrobe $outfit "gym pink hoodie" 1>><<elseif $wardrobe.has('gym plain outfit')>><<transfer $wardrobe $outfit "gym plain outfit" 1>><<elseif $wardrobe.has('gym yoga pattern')>><<transfer $wardrobe $outfit "gym yoga pattern" 1>><</if>><</button>><</if>></div><div class="mc-face"><img src='images/mc/mt.png'><<if $energy gte 8>><<set _power to 1>><<elseif $energy gte 5>><<set _power to 2>><<elseif $energy gte 2>><<set _power to 3>><<else>><<set _power to 4>><</if>><<print "<img src='images/mc/eyes/eye-" + $eye.toLowerCase() + "-" + _power + ".png' class='mc-face'>">><<print "<img src='images/mc/hair/" + $hairl.toLowerCase() + "_" + $hair.toLowerCase() + ".png' class='mc-face'>">><<print "<img src='images/mc/lips-" + _power + ".png' class='mc-face'>">></div><div class="row">
<div class="col-3 menu">
<ul>
<img src ="Images/SocialMedia/egirl-trial.jpg" width="25%">
</ul>
</div>
<div class="col-9">
<h1>The City</h1>
<p>Hello lovers! Do you like what you see?</p>
<p>Resize the browser window to see how the content respond to the resizing.</p>
</div>
</div>
/*Leo Scene Template*/
<div id="choices"><<link "<img src='images/icons/masc.png'>Masculine Choice">><<add "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">>
<<link "go back" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/nb.png'>Non-binary Choice">><<replace "#choices">>
<<link "go back" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "<img src='images/icons/fem.png'>Feminine Choice">><<less "alphabeta" 1>><<replace "#choices">>
<<link "go back" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
/* Choice Template */
<div id="choices"><<link "Choice 1">><<add "x" 1>><<replace "#choices">>
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Choice 2">><<replace "#choices">>
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Choice 3">><<less "x" 1>><<replace "#choices">>
<<link "Leave" "School">><</link>><</replace>><</link>></div>
/*Costumechoice Options:
1-Her and Jasmin are slaves to Jerome
2-Her and Jasmin are wives to Jerome
3-60s fashion
4-60s fashion - eva prostitute
5-All gladiators
6-All philosophers
7-Characters from Ancient Greece
8-Ancient Greece - characters reversed
9-Ancient Greece - both slaves
10-60s fashion - both prostitutes
11-60s fashion - Them prostitutes.
<<if $clothingprice is true>><<add "grade" 1>><<less "open" 1>>The money we have thrown on your costumes shows, as we arrive to class already dressed in our elegant outfits:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/'>
<<elseif $clothingprice is false>><<add "open" 1>>As we have decided to cut back on our costume expenses, the outcome of such a choice is made apparent in our clothing:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/'>
<</if>>
*/
<<link "continue">><<replace "#continue">><<add "grade" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<add "Julio" 1>><<if $clothingprice is true>><<add "grade" 1>>The money we have thrown on your costumes shows, as we arrive to class already dressed in our elegant outfits:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/white-male-slave.webp' height='500px' title='Leo'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/black-male-greek-hero.jpg' height='500px' title='Julio'><img src='images/clothing/costumes/female-philosopher.jpg' height='500px' title='Me'>
<<elseif $clothingprice is false>><<add "open" 1>>As we have decided to cut back on our costume expenses, the outcome of such a choice is made apparent in our clothing:
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/white-male-slave.webp' height='500px' title='Leo'>
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/black-male-gladiator-cheap.jpg' height='500px' title='Julio'>
<img src='images/clothing/costumes/female-philosopher-sexy.jpg' height='500px' title='Me'><</if>>
It felt odd being dressed as this inferior portraiture in front of the whole class, but at least I had<<light Leo>>next to me to support me with it, both of us inferior compared to our teammate. Despite that, one couldn't help but appreciate<<light Julio>>'s fine work and attention to detail. He was beaming, a perfect example of masculinity and dominance, and we just helped enhance it.
As for me, well...
<div id="choices"><<link "Be proud of my body">><<add "grade" 1>><<add "open" 1>><<add "subdom" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Taking the attention in stride, I flaunted my assets in the revealing outfit and used their attention to my advantage. Taking in the teachings of Mr.<<light Bekham>>, I started using that male gaze to get all my points across, explaining the topic and era we chose beautifully.<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Fantasize about my predicament">><<add "open" 1>><<less "subdom" 1>><<add "Julio" 1>><<add "Jerome" 1>><<add "bbcworld" 1>><<add "arousal" 30>><<replace "#choices">>Something about being so vulnerable like that, scantily clad in what amounts to basically nothing, triggered an unexplained reaction in me, as I started accepting attention from my friends and embracing their stares.
Subservient to my superior teammates, something in my mind completely shut off as I took my performance to heart, only speaking when spoken to. Something about the way people were looking at me was extremely exciting and extremely unsettling at the same time. I was beyond hot, feeling true heat emanating from me as their gazes activated something in me that I didn't know existed.
<<light Jerome>>, at one point, noticing me looking at him, made it extra clear that he was checking me out, and I embarrasingly smiled at him, allowing him to use me as an object of fantasy. I was feeling beyond hot following orders like that.<</replace>><</link>>
<<link "Don't get distracted, we have a presentation to do">><<add "Leo" 1>><<add "grade" 1>><<replace "#choices">>Putting aside my personal feelings regarding my predicament, I put the presentation at the forefront, making sure to stick to my part at times and allowing<<light Leo>>his place to shine in the philosophical aspect of the decade. It's a lot of fun seeing people's positive reaction to our presentation. We did well!<</replace>><</link>></div>
<</replace>><</link>>
<<if GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Jan">><<say "History">><center>Chosen Group: <<if $group1 is "Jasmin and Jerome">>My partners are Jasmin and Jerome<<elseif $group1 is "Julio and Leo">>My partners are Julio and Leo<<elseif $group1 is "Yara and Eva">>My partners are Yara and Eva">><<else>>I am yet to choose my partners<</if>>
Chosen Costume: <<if $costumechoice is 1>>Slaves of black owner<<elseif $costumechoice is 2>>Wives of Egyptian Pharaoh<<elseif $costumechoice is 3>>60s Pop Theme<<elseif $costumechoice is 4>>Harlot Eva and her pimps Yara and I<<elseif $costumechoice is 5>>Ancient Gladiators<<elseif $costumechoice is 6>>Greek Philosophers<<elseif $costumechoice is 7>>Ancient Greek Characters<<elseif $costumechoice is 8>>Julio's a gladiator, I'm a philosopher, Leo's a slave.<<elseif $costumechoice is 9>>Gladiator Julio and slaves Leo and I<<elseif $costumechoice is 10>>Pimp Yara and her Harlots Eva and I">><<else>>We are yet to choose our costume<</if>>
Costume Pricing: <<if $clothingprice is false>>We have chosen not to spend money on the costumes.<<elseif $clothingprice is true>>We have chosen to invest money in the costumes.<<else>>I still need to attend Monday Project Sessions.<</if>>
Costume Meeting: <<if visited("CostumeMeeting") gte 1>>We already met to work on our costumes.<<elseif $costumemeeting1 is true>>We're meeting to work on our costumes on Sunday.<<else>>I still need to attend classes and make choices.<</if>></center><</say>><<elseif GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Feb">><</if>><<widget add>><<nobr>>
<<print '<<set $' + $args[0] + ' +=' + $args[1] + '>>'>>
<<if $args[0] is "athletics">>
<<replace "#ath_1">>+$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#ath_1').removeClass('lift');setTimeout( () => $('#ath_1').addClass('lift'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "smarts">>
<<replace "#smr_1">>+$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#smr_1').removeClass('lift');setTimeout( () => $('#smr_1').addClass('lift'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "sexskill">>
<<replace "#sex_1">>+$args[1]<</replace>>
<<replace "#cor_1">>+$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#cor_1').removeClass('lift');setTimeout( () => $('#cor_1').addClass('lift'), 0)
<</script>>
<<script>>
$('#sex_1').removeClass('lift');setTimeout( () => $('#sex_1').addClass('lift'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "mediasavvy">>
<<replace "#med_1">>+$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#med_1').removeClass('lift');setTimeout( () => $('#med_1').addClass('lift'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "looks">>
<<replace "#loo_1">>+$args[1]<</replace>>
<<replace "#cor_1">>+$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#cor_1').removeClass('lift');setTimeout( () => $('#cor_1').addClass('lift'), 0)
<</script>>
<<script>>
$('#loo_1').removeClass('lift');setTimeout( () => $('#loo_1').addClass('lift'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "money">>
<<replace "#mon_1">>+$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#mon_1').removeClass('lift');setTimeout( () => $('#mon_1').addClass('lift'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "open">>
<<replace "#cor_1">>+$args[1]<</replace>>
<<replace "#ope_1">>+$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#ope_1').removeClass('lift');setTimeout( () => $('#ope_1').addClass('lift'), 0)
<</script>>
<<script>>
$('#cor_1').removeClass('lift');setTimeout( () => $('#cor_1').addClass('lift'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "bbcworld">>
<<replace "#bbc_1">>+$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#bbc_1').removeClass('lift');setTimeout( () => $('#bbc_1').addClass('lift'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "Jasmin">><<replace "#jasmin">>+$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#jas_1').removeClass('lifti');setTimeout( () => $('#jas_1').addClass('lifti'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "Eva">><<replace "#eva">>+$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#eva_1').removeClass('lifti');setTimeout( () => $('#eva_1').addClass('lifti'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "Yara">><<replace "#yara">>+$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#yar_1').removeClass('lifti');setTimeout( () => $('#yar_1').addClass('lifti'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "Leo">><<replace "#leo">>+$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#leo_1').removeClass('lifti');setTimeout( () => $('#leo_1').addClass('lifti'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "Eric">><<replace "#eric">>+$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#eri_1').removeClass('lifti');setTimeout( () => $('#eri_1').addClass('lifti'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "Bekham">><<replace "#bekham">>+$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#bek_1').removeClass('lifti');setTimeout( () => $('#bek_1').addClass('lifti'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "Jerome">><<replace "#jerome">>+$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#jer_1').removeClass('lifti');setTimeout( () => $('#jer_1').addClass('lifti'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "Julio">><<replace "#julio">>+$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#jul_1').removeClass('lifti');setTimeout( () => $('#jul_1').addClass('lifti'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "Samuel">><<replace "#samuel">>+$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#sam_1').removeClass('lifti');setTimeout( () => $('#sam_1').addClass('lifti'), 0)
<</script>>
<</if>>
<</nobr>><</widget>>
<<widget less>><<nobr>>
<<print '<<set $' + $args[0] + ' -=' + $args[1] + '>>'>>
<<if $args[0] is "athletics">>
<<replace "#ath_2">>-$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#ath_2').removeClass('lowe');setTimeout( () => $('#ath_2').addClass('lowe'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "smarts">>
<<replace "#smr_2">>-$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#smr_2').removeClass('lowe');setTimeout( () => $('#smr_2').addClass('lowe'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "sexskill">>
<<replace "#sex_2">>-$args[1]<</replace>>
<<replace "#cor_2">>-$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#cor_2').removeClass('lowe');setTimeout( () => $('#cor_2').addClass('lowe'), 0)
<</script>>
<<script>>
$('#sex_2').removeClass('lowe');setTimeout( () => $('#sex_2').addClass('lowe'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "mediasavvy">>
<<replace "#med_2">>-$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#med_2').removeClass('lowe');setTimeout( () => $('#med_2').addClass('lowe'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "looks">>
<<replace "#loo_2">>-$args[1]<</replace>>
<<replace "#cor_2">>-$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#cor_2').removeClass('lowe');setTimeout( () => $('#cor_2').addClass('lowe'), 0)
<</script>>
<<script>>
$('#loo_2').removeClass('lowe');setTimeout( () => $('#loo_2').addClass('lowe'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "money">>
<<replace "#mon_2">>-$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#mon_2').removeClass('lowe');setTimeout( () => $('#mon_2').addClass('lowe'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "open">>
<<replace "#cor_2">>-$args[1]<</replace>>
<<replace "#ope_2">>-$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#ope_2').removeClass('lowe');setTimeout( () => $('#ope_2').addClass('lowe'), 0)
<</script>>
<<script>>
$('#cor_2').removeClass('lowe');setTimeout( () => $('#cor_2').addClass('lowe'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "bbcworld">>
<<replace "#bbc_2">>-$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#bbc_2').removeClass('lowe');setTimeout( () => $('#bbc_2').addClass('lowe'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "Jasmin">><<replace "#jasmin">>-$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#jas_2').removeClass('lowei');setTimeout( () => $('#jas_2').addClass('lowei'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "Eva">><<replace "#eva">>-$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#eva_2').removeClass('lowei');setTimeout( () => $('#eva_2').addClass('lowei'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "Yara">><<replace "#yara">>-$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#yar_2').removeClass('lowei');setTimeout( () => $('#yar_2').addClass('lowei'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "Leo">><<replace "#leo">>-$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#leo_2').removeClass('lowei');setTimeout( () => $('#leo_2').addClass('lowei'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "Eric">><<replace "#eric">>-$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#eri_2').removeClass('lowei');setTimeout( () => $('#eri_2').addClass('lowei'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "Bekham">><<replace "#bekham">>-$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#bek_2').removeClass('lowei');setTimeout( () => $('#bek_2').addClass('lowei'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "Julio">><<replace "#julio">>-$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#jul_2').removeClass('lowei');setTimeout( () => $('#jul_2').addClass('lowei'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "Jerome">><<replace "#jerome">>-$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#jer_2').removeClass('lowei');setTimeout( () => $('#jer_2').addClass('lowei'), 0)
<</script>>
<<elseif $args[0] is "Samuel">><<replace "#samuel">>-$args[1]<</replace>>
<<script>>
$('#sam_2').removeClass('lowei');setTimeout( () => $('#sam_2').addClass('lowei'), 0)
<</script>>
<</if>>
<</nobr>><</widget>>/*
Date & Time Widget Setup
*/
<<set
window.GameDays to [
"Sun", "Mon", "Tue", "Wed", "Thu", "Fri", "Sat"
];
window.GameMonths to [
"Jan", "Feb", "Mar", "Apr", "May", "Jun",
"Jul", "Aug", "Sep", "Oct", "Nov", "Dec"
];
/*
Below we have to use the multi-parameter version of the Date
constructor, rather than the date string version, because the
date string version treats a missing timezone offset as UTC.
While there are ways to determine players' timezone offsets,
so they could be added to a date string, it's more convenient
simply to use the multi-parameter constructor.
The point of this is so that you can simply initialize the game
world clock to whatever date and time you wish without having to
worry about the players' timezone offsets, while still ensuring
that they all see the same game world dates and times.
*/
/* params: year , month(0-based) , day , hour(24H) , minute [, second ] */
$gameDate to new Date(2024, 0, 8, 7, 1); /* e.g. Mar 17, 2015 03:24 */
>>
/*
Date & Time Advancement Widget Definitions
*/
/* Adds the specified number of minutes. */
<<widget "addmins">>\
<<run $gameDate.setMinutes($gameDate.getMinutes() + $args[0])>>\
<</widget>>
/* Adds the specified number of hours. */
<<widget "addhours">>\
<<run $gameDate.setHours($gameDate.getHours() + $args[0])>>\
<</widget>>
/* Adds the specified number of days. */
<<widget "adddays">>\
<<run $gameDate.setHours($gameDate.getHours() + $args[0] * 24)>>\
<</widget>>
/*
Date & Time Printing Widget Definitions
*/
/* Prints the current date ("{weekday} {month} {day}, {year}"). */
<<widget "date">>\
<<print String.format("{0} {1} {2}, {3}",
GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()],
GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()],
$gameDate.getDate(),
$gameDate.getFullYear()
)>>\
<</widget>>
/* Prints the current time (12H). */
<<widget "time12hr">>\
<<if $gameDate.getHours() eq 0>>\
12\
<<elseif $gameDate.getHours() gt 12>>\
<<print $gameDate.getHours() - 12>>\
<<else>>\
<<print $gameDate.getHours()>>\
<</if>>:\
<<if $gameDate.getMinutes() lt 10>>0<</if>><<print $gameDate.getMinutes()>> \
<<if $gameDate.getHours() gte 12>>PM<<else>>AM<</if>>\
<</widget>>
/* Prints the current time (24H). */
<<widget "time24hr">>\
<<if $gameDate.getHours() lt 10>>0<</if>><<print $gameDate.getHours()>>:\
<<if $gameDate.getMinutes() lt 10>>0<</if>><<print $gameDate.getMinutes()>>\
<</widget>>
/* Prints the current date and time (12H). */
<<widget "datetime">><<date>> <<time12hr>><</widget>><nobr><<widget light>><<set _name to $args[0].toLowerCase()>><nobr><<print '<div class="tooltip ' + $args[0] +'"><b>' + $args[0] + '</b><span class="tooltipimage"' + '><img src="images/character/' + $args[0].toLowerCase() + '.jpg" width="88px"></' + 'span></' + 'div>'>></nobr><</widget>>
<<widget dark>><nobr><<print '<div class="tooltip' + '"><span class="tooltiptext"' + '>' + $args[1] + '</' + 'span><b>' + $args[0] + '</b></' + 'div>'>></nobr><</widget>></nobr>
<nobr><<widget "s" container>><<print '<span class="' + $args[0] +'"> <b>' + _contents + '</b> </' + 'span>'>><</widget>></nobr><nobr> <!-- label element makes the hearts clickable -->
<label class='likeButton'>
<!-- checkbox macro -->
<<checkbox '$liked' false true>>
<!-- empty heart, SVG -->
<svg class='heart empty' viewBox="0 0 48 48">
<path
fill="red"
stroke="none"
width="24px"
d="M16.792 3.904A4.989 4.989 0 0 1 21.5 9.122c0 3.072-2.652 4.959-5.197 7.222-2.512 2.243-3.865 3.469-4.303 3.752-.477-.309-2.143-1.823-4.303-3.752C5.141 14.072 2.5 12.167 2.5 9.122a4.989 4.989 0 0 1 4.708-5.218 4.21 4.21 0 0 1 3.675 1.941c.84 1.175.98 1.763 1.12 1.763s.278-.588 1.11-1.766a4.17 4.17 0 0 1 3.679-1.938m0-2a6.04 6.04 0 0 0-4.797 2.127 6.052 6.052 0 0 0-4.787-2.127A6.985 6.985 0 0 0 .5 9.122c0 3.61 2.55 5.827 5.015 7.97.283.246.569.494.853.747l1.027.918a44.998 44.998 0 0 0 3.518 3.018 2 2 0 0 0 2.174 0 45.263 45.263 0 0 0 3.626-3.115l.922-.824c.293-.26.59-.519.885-.774 2.334-2.025 4.98-4.32 4.98-7.94a6.985 6.985 0 0 0-6.708-7.218Z" />
</svg>
<!-- filled heart, SVG -->
<svg class='heart filled' viewBox="0 0 100 100">
<path
fill="red"
stroke="white"
width="24px"
d="M34.6 3.1c-4.5 0-7.9 1.8-10.6 5.6-2.7-3.7-6.1-5.5-10.6-5.5C6 3.1 0 9.6 0 17.6c0 7.3 5.4 12 10.6 16.5.6.5 1.3 1.1 1.9 1.7l2.3 2c4.4 3.9 6.6 5.9 7.6 6.5.5.3 1.1.5 1.6.5s1.1-.2 1.6-.5c1-.6 2.8-2.2 7.8-6.8l2-1.8c.7-.6 1.3-1.2 2-1.7C42.7 29.6 48 25 48 17.6c0-8-6-14.5-13.4-14.5z" />
</svg>
</label>
</nobr><<widget messaging container>><<print `<h2><<light ` + $args[0] + `>></h2><div class="imessage">` + _contents + `</div>`>><</widget>>
<<widget mecon container>><<print `<p class="from-me no-tail margin-b_none">` + _contents + `</p>`>><</widget>>
<<widget me container>><<print `<p class="from-me margin-b_one">` + _contents + `</p>`>><</widget>>
<<widget themcon container>><<print `<p class="from-them no-tail margin-b_none">` + _contents + `</p>`>><</widget>>
<<widget them container>><<print `<p class="from-them margin-b_one">` + _contents + `</p>`>><</widget>><<widget only>>
<<set $pan to false>><<set $br to false>><<set $to to false>><<set $pa to false>><<set $ou to false>><<print "<<set $" + $args[0] + " to true>>">>
<</widget>><<widget pic container>><<if $args[0] is "Yara">><div class="img__wrap"><img class="img__img" src="images/character/yara.jpg" width="220em" position="center"><p class="img__bgyar2"></p><p class="img__description"><center>
''Yara''
<img src='images/icons/sub.png'> Submission Level: <<print $subdom>>
<<showmeter 'Yara Friendship' `$Yara / $maxyara`>></center></p></div><<elseif $args[0] is "Eva">><div class="img__wrap"><img class="img__img" src="images/character/eva.jpg" width="220em" position="center"><p class="img__bgeva2"></p><p class="img__description"><center>
''Eva''
<img src='images/icons/sub.png'> Submission Level: <<print $evasub>>
<img src='images/icons/smarts.png'> Smarts Level: <<print $evasmarts>>
<<showmeter 'Eva Friendship' `$Eva / $maxeva`>></center></p></div><<elseif $args[0] is "Leo">><div class="img__wrap"><img class="img__img" src="images/character/leo.jpg" width="220em" position="center"><p class="img__bgleo2"></p><p class="img__description"><center>
''Leo''
<<showmeter 'LeoFem' `$alphabetameter / $maxfem`>>
<<showmeter 'Leo Friendship' `$Leo / $maxleo`>></center></p></div><<elseif $args[0] is "Eric">><div class="img__wrap"><img class="img__img" src="images/character/eric.jpg" width="220em" position="center"><p class="img__bgeri2"></p><p class="img__description"><center>
''Eric''
<img src='images/icons/cuck.png'> His Acceptance: <<print $cuck>>
<<showmeter 'Eric Friendship' `$Eric / $maxeric`>></center></p></div><<elseif $args[0] is "Jasmin">><div class="img__wrap"><img class="img__img" src="images/character/jasmin.jpg" width="220em" position="center"><p class="img__bgjas2"></p><p class="img__description"><center>
''Jasmin''
<img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'> BBC World: <<print $bbcworld>>
<<showmeter 'Jasmin Friendship' `$Jasmin / $maxjasmin`>></center></p></div><<elseif $args[0] is "Bekham">><div class="img__wrap"><img class="img__img" src="images/character/bekham.jpg" width="220em" position="center"><p class="img__bgbek2"></p><p class="img__description"><center>
''Bekham''
Closeness: $Bekham
Classes Attended: $Bekhamc</center></p></div><<elseif $args[0] is "Jerome">><div class="img__wrap"><img class="img__img" src="images/character/jerome.jpg" width="220em" position="center"><p class="img__bgjer2"></p><p class="img__description"><center>
''Jerome''
Our friendship: $Jerome
<img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'>BBC World: $bbcworld</center></p></div><<elseif $args[0] is "Julio">><div class="img__wrap"><img class="img__img" src="images/character/julio.jpg" width="220em" position="center"><p class="img__bgjul2"></p><p class="img__description"><center>
''Julio''
Our friendship: $Julio
<img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'>BBC World: $bbcworld</center></p></div><<elseif $args[0] is "Samuel">><div class="img__wrap"><img class="img__img" src="images/character/samuel.jpg" width="220em" position="center"><p class="img__bgsam2"></p><p class="img__description"><center>
''Samuel''
Our friendship: $Samuel
<img src='images/icons/bbcworld.png'>BBC World: $bbcworld</center></p></div><<else>><<print "<div class='img__wrap'><img class='img__img' src='images/character/" + $args[0].toLowerCase() + ".jpg' width='220em'><p class='img__background'></p><p class='img__description'><center><br>''" + $args[0] + "'' <br>" + _contents + "</center></p></div>">><</if>><</widget>>
<<widget picmid>><<print '<center><img src="images/' + $args[0] + '" width="80%"></center>'>><</widget>>
<<widget pichead>><<print '<img src="images/' + $args[0] + '" width="100%" title="' + $args[1] + '">'>><</widget>>
<<widget picswitch container>><<print `<div class="row"><div class="col-1"></div><div class="col-4 management"><div class="img__wrap"><img class="img__img" src="images/character/` + $args[0].toLowerCase() + `.jpg" width="220em" position="center"><p class="img__desco">` + $args[2] + `</p><img class="img__switch" src="images/character/` + $args[1].toLowerCase() + `.jpg" width="220em" position="center"><p class="img__desci">` + $args[3] + `</p></div></div><div class="col-1"></div><div class="col-7 paddedleft">` + _contents + `</div></div>`>><</widget>><nobr><<widget "RE" container>><<print '<div class="row"><div class="col-1"></div><div class="col-10"><div class="row randomevent"><div class="col-3 random"><img src="images/' + $args[0] + '" width="100%" style="width: 200%; top: 20%;"></div><div class="col-9 padded">' + _contents + '</div></div></div><div class="col-1"></div></div>'>><</widget>></nobr>/* Sleeping time */
<<widget "sleep">>\
<<if $gameDate.getHours() >= 0 and $gameDate.getHours() < 7>><<set $gameDate.setHours(7)>><<set $energy to $maxenergy>><<else>><<run $gameDate.setHours($gameDate.getHours() + 24)>><<set $gameDate.setHours(7)>><<set $energy to $maxenergy>><</if>>\
<<if GameMonths[$gameDate.getMonth()] is "Feb" and $februarytick is false>><<pickup $valentine "Announcement" 1>><<set $februarytick to true>><</if>>
<<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Sat" and $yaramessagepre is 1>><<set $yaramessage to 1>><</if>>
<<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Sat" and $leomessagepre is 7>><<set $leomessagepost to 7>><</if>>
<<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Sat" and $yaramessagepre is 5>><<set $yaramessage to 5>><</if>>
<<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Sun" and $jasminmessagepre is 1>><<set $jasminmessage to 1>><</if>>
<<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Sat" and $jasminmessagepre is 3>><<set $jasminmessage to 3>><</if>>
<<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Sat" and $evamessagepre is 6>><<set $evamessage to 6>><<set $evamessagepre to 0>><</if>>
<<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Sun" and $evamessagepre is 3>><<set $evamessage to 3>><</if>>
<<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Sun" and $evamessagepre is 2>><<set $evamessage to 2>><</if>>
<<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Sun" and $ericmessagepre is 2>><<set $ericmessage to 2>><</if>>
<<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Sat" and $club.has("MovieAnnounced")>><<pickup $club "MovieDay" 1>><<drop $club "MovieAnnounced" 1>><</if>>
<<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Fri" and $valentine.has('Announced') and $valentine.count('Progress') is 0>><<set $leomessage to 5>><<pickup $valentine "Progress" 1>><<drop $valentine "Announced" 1>><</if>>
<<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Thu" and $valentine.has('Progress') and $valentine.count('Approach') is 0>><<pickup $valentine "Approach" 1>><<drop $valentine "Progress" 1>><</if>>
<<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Wed" and $valentine.has('topickup') and $valentine.count('pickedup') is 0>><<set $evamessage to 4>><<drop $valentine "topickup" 1>><</if>>
<<if GameDays[$gameDate.getDay()] is "Fri" and $valentine.has('Leoaskout')>><<set $leomessage to 7>><</if>>
<<if $alphabeta lte -15 and visited("LW Lockers") gte 1 and $friendsevents.count("leofem1open") is 0>><<pickup $friendsevents "leofem1open" 1>><</if>><<if visited("LeoFem1") is 1 and $alphabeta lte -25 and $friendsevents.count("leofem2open") is 0>><<pickup $friendsevents "leofem2open" 1>><</if>>
<<if $open gte 30 and $friendsevents.count("open3open") is 0>><<pickup $friendsevents "open3open" 1>><</if>>
<<if $classvisitday is true>><<set $classvisitday to false>><<else>><<less "grade" 1>><</if>><<set $workoutweek to false>><<set $smartsweek to false>><<set $masturbateweek = 0>><<set $mediasavvyweek to false>><<set $visitedlibrary to false>><<set $visitedgym to false>><<set $workedcafe to false>><<set $randomfriend to random(1, 8)>><<set $metyaraday to false>><<set $metevaday to false>><<set $metericday to false>><<set $metjasminday to false>><<set $metleoday to false>><<set $helped to false>><<set $visitedinsta to false>><<add "arousal" 10>><<timed 500ms>><<goto "Management">><</timed>>
<</widget>><<widget tutu container>><<print `<<if $tutorial is true>><div class="row"><div class="col-2"></div><div class="col-8 tutu"><<tutorial>>` + _contents + `<</tutorial>></div><div class="col-2"></div></div><</if>>`>><</widget>><<widget updatedialog>><<script>>
Dialog.setup("Wardrobe", "war");
Dialog.wiki(Story.get("Wardrobe").processText());
Dialog.open();
<</script>><</widget>>
<<widget darkbuy>>
/*args[0] is the reason*/
<<if $args[0] is corruption>><<dark "Corruption" "This is too hot for me<img src='images/icons/corruption.png'>">><<elseif $args[0] is money>><<dark "Corruption<img src='images/icons/corruption.png'>" "This is too hot for me">><</if>>
<</widget>>
<<widget wear>><nobr><<set _item to $args[0]>><<set _item2 to $args[1]>><<print '<<if $wardrobe.has("' + $args[0] + '")>><<link [img[images/clothes/' + _item + '.jpg]]>><<if $wardrobe.has("' + $args[0] + '")>><<replace "#warning">>I put on the ' + $args[0] + '<</replace>><<merge $wardrobe $' + $args[1] + '>><<dropall $' + $args[1] + '>><<transfer $wardrobe $' + $args[1] + ' "' + $args[0] + '" 1>><<run setPageElement("story-caption", "StoryCaption")>><<updatedialog>><<else' + '>><<replace "#warning">>I am already wearing this.<</replace>><<' + '/if>><</' + 'link>><<elseif $' + $args[1] + '.has("' + $args[0] + '")>><span class="wearing"><<link [img[images/clothes/' + _item + '.jpg]]>><<if $wardrobe.has("' + $args[0] + '")>><<replace "#warning">>I put on the ' + $args[0] + '<</replace>><<merge $wardrobe $' + $args[1] + '>><<dropall $' + $args[1] + '>><<transfer $wardrobe $' + $args[1] + ' "' + $args[0] + '" 1>><<updatedialog>><<else' + '>><<replace "#warning">>I am already wearing this.<</replace>><<' + '/if>><</link>></span><<else>><</if>>'>></nobr><</widget>>
<<widget buy>>/* args[0] is the shop name; args[1] is the item name; args[2] is the price; args [3] is the corruption requirement */<<print "<<if $" + $args[0] + ".has('" + $args[1] + "')>><<if $money >= " + $args[2] + " and $corruption >= " + $args[3] + ">><<link [img[images/clothes/" + $args[1] + ".jpg]]>><<transfer $" + $args[0] + " $wardrobe '" + $args[1] + "' 1>><<less 'money' " + $args[2] + ">><<goto '" + $args[0] + "'>><</link>><br>[img[images/icons/cash.png]]req: " + $args[2] + " [img[images/icons/corruption.png]]req: " + $args[3] + "<<elseif $money < " + $args[2] + ">><span class='unowned'>[img[I cannot afford this|images/clothes/" + $args[1] + ".jpg]]</span><br>[img[images/icons/cash.png]]req: " + $args[2] + " [img[images/icons/corruption.png]]req: " + $args[3] + "<<elseif $corruption < " + $args[3] + ">><span class='unowned'>[img[This is too hot for me|images/clothes/" + $args[1] + ".jpg]]</span><br>[img[images/icons/cash.png]]req: " + $args[2] + " [img[images/icons/corruption.png]]req: " + $args[3] + "<</if>><<else>><span class='unowned'>[img[I already own this item|images/clothes/" + $args[1] + ".jpg]]</span><</if>>">>
<</widget>>
<<widget momentbuy>><<print "<<if $" + $args[0] + ".has('" + $args[1] + "')>><<if $money >= " + $args[2] + " and $corruption >= " + $args[3] + ">><<link [img[images/clothes/" + $args[1] + ".jpg]]>><<transfer $" + $args[0] + " $wardrobe '" + $args[1] + "' 1>><<less 'money' " + $args[2] + ">><</link>><br>[img[images/icons/cash.png]]req: " + $args[2] + " [img[images/icons/corruption.png]]req: " + $args[3] + "<<elseif $money < " + $args[2] + ">><span class='unowned'>[img[I cannot afford this|images/clothes/" + $args[1] + ".jpg]]</span><br>[img[images/icons/cash.png]]req: " + $args[2] + " [img[images/icons/corruption.png]]req: " + $args[3] + "<<elseif $corruption < " + $args[3] + ">><span class='unowned'>[img[This is too hot for me|images/clothes/" + $args[1] + ".jpg]]</span><br>[img[images/icons/cash.png]]req: " + $args[2] + " [img[images/icons/corruption.png]]req: " + $args[3] + "<</if>><<else>><span class='unowned'>[img[I already own this item|images/clothes/" + $args[1] + ".jpg]]</span><</if>>">>
<</widget>>