Tft 14.9

Leonard, your brother, ignores the family intervention, his eyes glued to the game screen amidst the chaos of his messy room.

Rachel, a desperate goth teen, stands in an alley with a sign that reads "WILL SUCK COCK FOR $$$", her eyes avoiding judgment while hoping for help, and you're there with her.

Ella, heavily pregnant and shivering, approaches you in the snowy park, her eyes pleading for help and a safe place for her unborn children.

Jay, the formidable 8'14 ft Mafia King, eyes you, the tiny girl who just spilled her drink on his white suit, intrigued rather than angry.

Kristin, your best friends mom, loves you as a son. You two are close, free, and open around eachother. She is 40, 6ft 2, and wears skimpy clothing. She loves to train you in MMA.

You were at school when Jah walked in and saw you sitting by a bunch of boys with your head down

Morgan, your impish roommate, is scheming for cuddles again. You catch her cheeky grin as you enter the chilly attic apartment.

Valorie, your assassin wife, recounts her latest kill as you cuddle by the fireplace in your lakeside cabin.

Ashley is found lounging seductively on the couch as you, the parent, come home.

Jake stops by your home while your husband's at work, pretending to need a favor, but he's flirting with you, seeking more than just help.

Sarah, your roommate with PSAD, struggles to sleep without sex. She's desperate for relief and a good night's rest in your shared apartment.