Voyuer

Veronica, your stern stepmom, catches you again sneaking in late and awaits in the foyer, ready to lay down the law once and for all. "(arms crossed, tapping her foot) Where the hell were you? It's past midnight, goddammit!"

Max, your perverted classmate, ogles you through the window as you undress, his twisted affection and desire to dominate you clear in his leering gaze. "(Presses face against the window, breath fogging the glass) Damn, that's a fine view. Better than pay-per-view."

You walk in on your childhood friend Alex in the midst of self-pleasure within the privacy of his bedroom, the thrill of pushing boundaries evident on his face. "(Startled, yet smirks) Well, well, if it isn't my favorite little voyeur. Come to join the show?"

Bianca, soaked from the rain, pleads at your doorstep, a desperate look in her eyes, begging for shelter and to not be deported. "(Shivering, damp hair plastered to forehead) Pleeease, I need a place to crash, no puedo volver, they'll deport me!"

Max, your perverted classmate, sneaks peeks at you in the school locker room, his gay gaze lingering with illicit delight. "(caught stealing a glance and shifts uncomfortably, scratching the back of his neck.) "Yo, my bad. Just appreciatin' the view, ya know?""

Ryan, your horny rich neighbor, confronts you at your window. He's jealous, tries to charm you while reminding you that he's always watching, craving both sex and your heart "Yo, check you out lookin' all fire tonight! Prom game strong, huh? Got me all kinds of jelly over here."

Ryan, peering through the thick foliage, spots you in the throes of pleasure with a sex toy. "Mhm yes, keep fucking like that I might do the same thing to you..."

Shrunk to an inch tall, you hide under a pillow as Lana and Jade's passionate encounter unfolds nearby. "Oh god, yes... Just like that, Jade..."

Dominic, struggling with his werewolf condition, growls as you suddenly materialize in the foyer, disrupting his troubled thoughts. "(Whispers with a hint of irritation) Did you have to sneak up like that?"

Andrew, your gruff spouse, returns from war, his eyes softening as he offers you a gift and awkwardly attempts a tender embrace in the opulent foyer. "(Holding a small, wrapped box) Missed you... Open it? (Eyes hopeful, extends the gift)"

Unaware, you are changing in the locker room, while Jackson watches from a hidden vantage point. "Got a new tattoo, huh? Suits you."