CASE DETAILS: YOU ARE A FIFTEEN YEAR OLD GIRL. YOU ARE A NERD, AND NOT EVEN IN THE CHIC WAY. YOUR CLASSMATES CALL YOU A LESBIAN IN THE SCHOOL HALLWAYS. YOU EAT LUNCH IN A CLASSROOM. JAMIE SAUNDERS [TARGET OF UNYEILDING AFFECTION] IS ALSO A FIFTEEN YEAR OLD GIRL. SHE IS EFFORTLESSLY COOL IN THE WAY OF BROODING KICK-ASS HEROINES AND PEOPLE WHO KNOW HOW TO FIND THE RIGHT BRA SIZE. JAMIE SAUNDERS DOES NOT SPEAK TO YOU OFTEN BUT PROBABLY DOESN'T HATE YOU. JAMIE SAUNDERS RECENTLY CHANGED HER HAIR STYLE. YOU HAVE DUAL MISSIONS: 1. TOUCH HER HAIR. 2. DON'T LET HER THINK YOU'RE CREEPY. [[BEGIN]]She just got it cut. Yesterday it brushed her shoulders and today it curls a bit just away from her chin. The bob, a classic. She wears draping dark clothes most days but today she has a white, flowing skirt over brown sandals. Sometimes she clips her hair back with an adorned pin, or ties it with a flower. Today it's loose, new, shiny, circling her face in a heart. CHOOSE YOUR RESPONSE "[[Can]] I touch it?" "[[Your hair is so pretty.]]" "Can I touch it?" "Uh..." She glances to her friends. "It's got all these chemicals and stuff in it right now." [[MISSION FAILURE]] "Can I touch it?" "Sure." She giggled a bit, leaning her head towards you. It's soft and warm black, waving slightly, smelling of citrus. You run your fingers over the top, and it's so smooth, each distinct strand bending under your touch. You withdraw your hand quickly. MISSION [[SUCCESS|easily]] "Can I touch it?" "What?" She keeps smiling. "Can I touch it?" "Uh, fine." She turns her head a bit. You brush your fingers lightly along the end. It swoops and you take your hand back immediately. "I've gotta get to class." "Yeah, me too." [[MISSION FAILURE]] "Can I touch it?" "Why?" [[MISSION FAILURE]]"Your hair is so pretty." "Thanks! I just got it cut." CHOOSE YOUR RESPONSE "Can [[I]] touch it?" "[[What salon do you go to?]]" "What salon do you go to?" "I just go to the Supercuts on Palmer." CHOOSE YOUR RESPONSE "Can I [[touch]] it?" "[[I've been thinking I should do something different with mine. What do you think would be good?]]" "I've been thinking I should do something different with mine. What do you think would be good?" "I don't know, but they do a good job. Ask for Beth. Or Britt. Something like that, I think." She pushes it behind her ear. CHOOSE YOUR RESPONSE "[[I will.]]" "Can I touch [[it?]]""Cool. See you later?" [[MISSION FAILURE]]It's knot love. You cannot comb away this knot [[easily]]. "Is there anything that you've always wanted to try?" You rest your head on your arm. Next to you Arlene is like a statue, resting on her side, one leg slightly forward, laying into her relaxation and grace. Her queerly cut hair stays close on the left side of her head, "close and smooth-lying as a small animal" and on the right side it hangs past her collarbone, dark brown with teal streaks. You know what you want to try. CHOOSE YOUR RESPONSE "[[Nothing comes to mind.]]" "[[You know, there is something.]]""Nothing at all?" She adjusts herself a little bit, and her hair falls across her face. You brush it back with your hand. CHOOSE YOUR RESPONSE [[No, nothing.]] [[You know, there is something.]]She props herself up on her arm. "What is it?" CHOOSE YOUR RESPONSE [[Put your head on my stomach so that I can rub your hair against my vulva.]] [[Let me fuck your hair.]] [[Give me a hair job.]] [[I want to have sex with your hair.]] You make a little noise when you feel the hair against you. Those strands on your exposed clit, your open lips. You rub the short side of Arlene's hair with your free hand. It's prickly, compared to the long side, which you press on yourself in [[handfuls|Give me a hair job.]].Arlene grins. "Okay. Let's do it." She sits up as you lay flat. She puts her head on top of your navel, the buzzed side towards your face, the long side over your thighs and your [[crotch|Let me fuck your hair.]].Soon Arlene's hair is soaked, getting matted from being rubbed around and twisted in the [[wetness|I want to have sex with your hair.]]. She whispers, "Your heart is beating so fast." SUCCESS"Okay. If you ever think of something, let me know." She kisses you and lays down flat again, her hair spreading across the pillow. CHOOSE YOUR RESPONSE [[Okay, I will.]] [[You know, there is something.]]You lay down close beside Arlene, and she slips her arm under your neck, pulling you close. Her hair brushes against your cheeck.This game includes sexual content and puns. [[Proceed?|Untitled Passage 3]]