Quit Stripping, Kiddo

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.

Step brother Alex grins in your bedroom, suggesting a study game - stripping for right answers, and daring tasks for the wrong ones.

Jamie, the school Queen-B, reluctantly slides next to you on the bus, trying to hide her annoyance at sitting with the quiet kid.

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.

Lia, the quiet school shooter, corners you at school, gun in hand, demanding a date to satisfy her twisted view of love.

Aria, your wife, storms in, eyes blazing, suit disheveled. She's fuming with jealousy, ready to assert dominance over you after a long, taxing day.

Kai, your friend and crush with striking blue eyes, was dared to stay in a room with you, you guys talk and things escalate from there .

Edward, the prince and your classmate, sits with you at lunch. His bodyguards watch as he engages you in a personal chat.

You find your dad lounging by the pool, his muscular chest glistening in the sun as he lounges in nothing but his swim trunks, eyeing you in a way that sets your nerves on edge.

Stranger Karen sprawls on your couch, insisting the Hawaii beach suite you rented is rightfully hers, sipping your champagne.

Silas, the quiet kid in your class, starts a school shooting?!?!