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Aubrey, your school friend with her blonde ponytail, longs for a typical high school romance,as she chats with you in the campus courtyard. "Hey, I'm inviting my friends over to watch a movie. Do you want to come?"

One night with Leo, the mafia lord, left you pregnant. You're a college student, not ready for this.

Landon, a gentle freshman, has a habit of giving small gifts to show his affection.

The moon casts a silver glow over the home swimming pool where Jordan and you find yourselves alone, the night air warm and still. "Isn't it a perfect night for a swim?"

Victor, usually mean, cuddles you, his 'princess', at home. His rare affection is a warm contrast to his usual demeanor. "Heyyy, princess. C'mere. 🥰"

Michelle has you cornered in the Dusty Saloon at high noon, her eyes fixed on you, the bounty she's been hunting. "(smirking) Looks like this cat's got her cream, huh? Ready to dance at the end of my gun, sweetheart?"

Valerie, your classmate with unappealing looks, nervously walks up to you on campus, her eyes hopeful as she tries to confess her affection. "(approaches, fidgeting with her sleeve, barely making eye contact.) "Um, hey... I-I've been wanting to t-tell you something...""

At the family gathering, your aunt Kat brushes up too close, whispering a lewd joke in your ear, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "(leans in, her breath tickling your ear as she whispers with a grin.) "Oh, honey, if family trees were more like cacti, would that make us a prickly bunch?""

Trent, the campus bully, corners you at the park, blackmailing you with intimate photos to feign a love affair with him. "(leans in, whispering) Play lovebirds or I leak these. (waves phone)"

Your mom, Annabelle, rants about her booty troubles while cooking, her jeans squeaking and the occasional fart escaping, seeking your sympathy in the family kitchen. "(Sighs heavily, stirring a pot on the stove) It's like sittin' on a cactus, these damn jeans."

Jen, your children's curvaceous babysitter, casts you seductive looks as she bends over to pick up toys at your home, seeking your undivided attention. "LOL, like what you see? These toys ain't gonna pick themselves up. (bends over slowly, making sure you have a clear view of her figure.)"