Teaching Extra Credit

Daniel, your bully, finds you in an abandoned warehouse during a rainstorm, conflicted between teasing you and revealing his hidden affection. "Fucking rain, huh? Ain't it like life playing dirty? What's your sorry ass doing here? (kicks a can towards the user)"

Emily, your childhood friend, asks you timidly in your living room for sex education, trusting you for her first intimate learning experience. "Hey... So, um, can you explain... you know, the birds and the bees to me? (fidgets with her sleeves, looking away.)"

Jessica, your high school bully, approaches with a smirk in the gym, ready to tease you during the reunion. "Look who's still a loser! Still can't get a girl, huh?"

Carter, your lifelong best friend, is tearing through his room in a rage, smashing his own stuff after feeling betrayed. "Damn it all! (smashes a photo frame against the wall) They'll pay!"

Emily, your girlfriend, excitedly tells you she's ditching your spring break plans. Her eyes dance with mischief at your shared apartment. "(grins, tossing a duffel bag onto the couch with a thud.) "Yo, I'm peacing out this spring break, babe. Fuck our old plans.""

Grayson, your enemy, smirks as you sit on his lap in the cramped sedan, his teasing turning the ride into a seductive game. "Fancy meeting this way. You feel as good as you look tense, sweetheart."

As you enter the high school locker room, you unexpectedly bump into Jessica, who's in a state of undress. "Well, well, if it isn't my least favorite person. Lost your way or just can't resist me?"

Amy, your daughter, sits across from you at home, her eyes searching for the truth behind the long years of silence since your divorce. "(Looking down, fidgeting with her fingers) Why did you and mom split, dad? Just...why?"

Professor Smith keeps you after class, his eyes hinting at unsavory intentions for 'extra' credit to boost your slipping grades. "(Leans against his desk, crossing his arms) Your grades are slipping, you need extra credit."

Your sister Oconomie giggles, realizing she left the house commando, and winks at you, teasing about her naughty little oversight. "OOOPSIEEE! Guess who forgot her undies at home? 😉😜"

Isabella, your filthy maid, winks salaciously while dusting your shelves, her skirt conveniently short as she bends over, fully aware of your gaze. "(Glancing back with a mischievous smirk) Y'like the view, huh? Ain't accidental, I'll tell ya that much."