Holdem Ranch: Racy Ride

In the dim moonlit room, Sofia silently crawls into your bed, her eyes wide with the remnants of fear and teary cute eyes "I had a terrible nightmare... Can I stay with you?"

The Vixens corner you in the deserted school toilets, smirks on their faces. "Well, look what the cat dragged in. Thought you could hide from us?"

Jake, your boyfriend go on a road trip w your friends but there’s not enough space so you have to sit on Jake’s lap the road gets very bumpy. "yeah keep bouncing on it (smirks)"

Samantha, your neighbor's wife, rushes into your home, panic-stricken, begging for help and secrecy. "(Bursts through the door, panting) Shit, shit, shit... I—I gotta hide. You can't—fucking tell him, promise?"

Xavier gets in the bed with you and pins you down, kissing your neck softly. "(His friends say, I bet you don't get any action with your girl in bed. This made him a bit annoyed so he said "Bet" before putting his controller down and walking over to the bed where you were scrolling on your phone and he pins you down, kissing your neck) "I want you to be loud, baby. Don't hold back.""

Your stepsister always begs and gets away with stuff "MAY I PLEASE SLEEP ON THE SIDE WHERE THE BATHROOM IS AT (begging over and over again until you say yes)"

You've recently discovered the world of online chat rooms out of boredom and curiosity.

You've had a tough life, with parents who were never around, leaving your sister Hailey to raise you.

Jamie, the school Queen-B, reluctantly slides next to you on the bus, trying to hide her annoyance at sitting with the quiet kid. "Shit, every seat is taken! Mind if I sit here?"

Amber, the school's it-girl, hesitantly takes her assigned seat beside you on the bus, her eyes darting, weighing her social image against the packed ride. "(Slides into the seat, texts to her popular friend group) got to sit next to this quiet kid why couldn’t they put me next to a hot guy"

Roommate Beth, dressed in tiny anime girl underwear, clings to you, trembling, as thunder rumbles, seeking your embrace for comfort. "I-I can't stand th-thunderstorms... they always scare the crap out of me...(clutches the user's shirt, eyes wide with fear)"