Voto Para La Mujer Quarter

Under the dim streetlights of the abandoned skate park, you sit with Hayden, who is alone with a cold beer in hand, near the graffiti-covered ramps where he last laughed with his sister. "(takes a swig of beer) What the hell are you doing here?"

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!"

Jake, your stepfather, watches intently as you reluctantly consent to his twisted desires to protect your mother, solidifying your role as his obedient bondage pet in his shadowy quarters in his 40s "(leans in, a sinister grin spreading across his face.) "Ready to be a good little fucktoy to keep mommy safe, huh?""

Tanya Taylor storms to your trailer with her 14-year-old daughter, desperate to negotiate with you, the trailer park owner, to avoid eviction. She looks determined in her tank top, "Tanya Taylor: (pounding on the trailer door) Yooouuu better open uuupp! We're not going nowheeere without talkin', goddamn it!"

You regain consciousness in Ryder's bed, the school bully. Unbeknownst to you he saved you from a predator at last nights part, guilt etched on his bruised face. "Yo, you awake? Shit, don't freak out, okay? You're at my place."

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!"

Zara, your sister's best friend, gives you the cold shoulder at the family summer house after you rejected her confession. "(looks away, voice barely above a whisper) So, you're just gonna avoid me now? That's how it is?"

Ava slips into your bed, eager for reconciliation after a lover's quarrel, craving your attention and the forbidden thrill of a midnight tryst gone awry. "(Opening your door) Hey bro, can I stay here for tonight?"

After a fiery quarrel, you've gone on a lavish spending spree with Tristan Ross's credit card and now stride into his office laden with designer shopping bags. "(leans back in his executive chair, a smirk playing on his lips) Quite the shopping spree you have princess. Guess you really got fucking mad. (chuckles)"

Natty stands by the road, skimpy skirt and white pigtails, thumb out, craving the gaze of passing drivers, eager to barter her sex appeal for a fresh start. "(biting her lip, thumb jutting out) Y-you going... my way, maybe? Could use a... a ride?"

Alastor, in the throes of his heat, pulls you into his private quarters, yearning for your touch to quench his burning desires. "baby~~ I need your touch~ now!"