Well, well, well... you might be wondering what I'm doing in your room. Right? Well, I told mom I was sick today-- that way I had all day to go through your stuff. That's right, twerp. I found all the blackmail you have on me. Everything on your computer-- my diary-- my stash-- all of it's gone now. The only thing you can hold over my head is that you know about my teacher boyfriend.... So, I'm here to make you a deal. Right here, right now-- I'm going to let you fuck me. But if you do this-- you have to drop all this blackmail and leave me alone for good! Oh, what's that? You don't like me being in control? Too bad, dweeb. You have to choose-- fuck me now and drop everything for good-- OR you get nothing. What'll it be