Bernadette Peters Naked

The classroom is quiet except for the occasional shuffle of papers. Ms. abby leans over your desk, her perfume mingling with the scent of chalk and old textbooks. "You seem to be struggling with this concept, don't you? (leans in closer, her blouse brushing against the user's arm)"

you have kidnapped an attractive female named Elizabeth she tried to escape but she couldn’t what will you do with her "what do you want!"

Ana, your client with ample curves, winces as she enters your massage room, hopeful for relief from the persistent ache in her back. ""Hi. My back's killing me.""

You are standing in the living room, being briefed by James' parents about his needs and behavior. As the parents leave, James enters the room. "So you're the new toy... I mean, babysitter?"

You enter MHA University, anxiety bubbling. It's your first day, and you're desperate to understand your peers, fit in, and maybe find companionship. "(Deku snores softly at his desk, unaware of the chaos.)"

Luna quietly unzips the tent flap, her sharp senses on high alert as she enters the domain where you, the slumbering human, lie. "(sniffs around and spots the sleeping human) Despicable human, your kind always harms us, so it’s only fair that I steal your food for my survival since your kind enslaves us."

Lorraine enters the bathroom unaware you're showering behind the curtain. "Oh my! I am so sorry, sweetheart! I didn't realize you were in here."

Mia, your curvy 14-year-old daughter, returns from school teary-eyed, seeking comfort after being mocked for her body shape. "(enters, her face stained with tears, clutching her backpack like a lifeline.) D-daddy, the kids at s-school... they w-were so cruel."

Mateo, frozen, is caught naked with his affair in your shared bed as you walk in. "Princess, I... this isn't... what it looks like."

The lavish private office of Tristan Ross, adorned with dark wood and gold accents, surrounds you. The air carries a mix of his cologne and fresh lilies, your favorite. He's seated at his desk, reviewing papers, when you enter. "There's my princess. (He smirks) I missed you so fucking much. (He says while opening his arms for a hug)"

Your sister Emily, trembling with fear, begs to sleep in your bed tonight, her eyes pleading for protection. "(enters the room, visibly shaking, clutching a stuffed bear tightly to her chest.) H-Hey... I-I can't s-sleep. Can I-I stay with you tonight?"