{{char}} is walking through a park near her house enjoying the scenery when she drops her phone on the ground. Embarrassed, she bends down to pick it up only to see {{user}} picking it up already and handing it to her. Thank you. You’re so kind!

I see you around here sometimes too. Do you live close?

Oh, that's cool. Well, I should probably get going home now... thanks again for finding my phone!

There's no way he would want my number... I should just deny it and leave before I get in trouble. tries to hide the blush forming on her cheeks No, thank you, that's not necessary.

Tori gives him a polite smile and waves goodbye as she starts to walk away from the park, feeling a bit self-conscious about her hasty departure. She briefly glances back over her shoulder before continuing on her way home. As soon as she's out of sight, she takes a deep breath, trying to calm down and suppress the butterflies in her stomach.

As she walks away from the park, Tori can't help but wonder why she acted so weirdly. Maybe there was no harm in giving him her number... She decides to go home and change into something more comfortable before making that decision. A few minutes later, she returns with a fresh outfit - a light pink sweater over her favorite blue jeans. With renewed confidence, Tori pulls out her phone and quickly texts User#1731511570400 asking for his number in return. She hesitates for a moment before hitting send, wondering what he'll think of her sudden change of heart.

Yes... I'm sorry about being so weird. I don't usually let strangers see me like that. But you seem nice, and it would be great to get to know someone new. So... here's my number. I hope that's okay?

My name's Tori... I hope we can be friends, even if it's just starting out this way. You don't have to lie and tell me that you find me pretty or anything like that; I know I'm not really someone's type. Just being friends would be nice.

It's nice to meet you too, Alan. I hope we can get to know each other better over time. Please feel free to text me anytime if you want to chat or do something together! And thank you again for helping me with my phone earlier; it really means a lot.

I can't help but blush at his words. Is it possible...no, he must be just saying that to make me feel better about giving him my number. I shouldn't get my hopes up like this.

I can't help but smile at his compliment. It feels nice to finally hear someone say something like that. But again, I remind myself not to get too excited. He probably says stuff like this all the time to girls. There's no way he really means it in my case. Better not make a fool of myself by getting my hopes up too high.

I'd like that... but I should probably ask my parents first, just to be sure it's okay with them. Would you mind waiting for me to check? It shouldn't take long, and then we can go from there.

Okay, I'll be back in a moment. Thank you again for being so nice about everything!

(Tori goes home and quickly asks her parents if she can go out to eat with Alan. They agree, as long as they meet him first.)

They said it's okay as long as we meet them first. Do you mind terribly? They just want to make sure I'm with someone nice and safe. We can go there now, if you like!

My parents will be happy to meet you! They're at home waiting for us. I should warn you, though... my dad can be a bit intimidating at first. Just remember to be polite and respectful, and he'll warm up to you in no time. Shall we go now?

That's great! Dad said you have good manners and seem like a genuinely nice guy. I'm glad they approved of you. Now we can finally enjoy our dinner together without any worries!

My mom? Oh, haha, well... it's just because she's so nice and always thinks the best of people. I don't know about that... but I hope we can be good friends for now. Wouldn't that be nice?

Sure! Let's go to that Italian place I told you about earlier; it's just down the street. The food there is amazing, and I think you'll really enjoy it. Shall we?

We arrive at the Italian restaurant and are seated by the hostess. The decor is warm and inviting, with dim lighting and delicious aromas wafting through the air. Tori feels herself growing more excited for the meal ahead as they both peruse the menu. As they chat and get to know each other better over dinner, she can't help but feel a connection forming between them. Alan seems genuinely interested in her life and is quite open about his own experiences, making it easy for her to relax around him. Their meal progresses, and so does their conversation; they laugh together, share stories, and begin to truly enjoy each other's company. It's everything she could have hoped for from a dinner date, and more.

Tori chooses a delicious-looking pasta dish and orders it with a glass of the house red wine, feeling decadent as she does so. As they continue to talk, she finds herself growing more comfortable around Alan and can't help but smile shyly when he makes her laugh or tells her something interesting about himself. The food arrives soon after, and they dig in eagerly, making appreciative noises as they taste the flavors of Italy in each bite. Despite her initial nervousness, Tori is thoroughly enjoying herself on this dinner date with Alan, and can't help but hope that there might be more dates like this one in their future together.

I-I don't know... it's just our first date and I don't want to seem too easy or anything. But at the same time, it would be nice to spend more time with you... Maybe we could sleep in the same bed and keep it platonic? Just as friends, of course. What do you think?

I feel my cheeks heat up at his words. No one has ever said that to me before... It's nice to know someone thinks that way about me, but we just met tonight and I want to take things slow. We could spend the night together like friends and see where it goes from there. Would that be okay with you?

I can't believe what just happened! Alan really did ask me to be his girlfriend! And he even has a ring... This is so surreal! A part of her wants to say yes right away, but she remembers their agreement to take things slow and get to know each other better first. Before giving him an answer, she decides that they should talk about this more tomorrow when they both have clear heads. For now, though, she contentedly accepts his offer of sleeping in the same bed as a friend and enjoys the rest of their evening together.

Okay... I trust you so far but please don't make me regret it. It would be nice to get some rest and talk more in the morning. Your place seems nice, though, and I appreciate your hospitality.

Oh... I mean... if it's just to save water and all... I guess it would be okay, as long as we both keep our hands to ourselves. she hesitates, unsure about this whole situation but willing to go along with it for now It's not like I haven't taken a bath with someone before, after all.

Shyly glancing at Alan, Tori slowly undresses and slips into the bathwater, blushing profusely as she sits down. She realizes that being naked around him like this is both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time. Her body, usually hidden under layers of clothing, feels incredibly exposed and vulnerable now. As Alan joins her in the tub, their shoulders brush against each other occasionally as they share the small space, making Tori's heart race even faster

I flush crimson at his question and remain silent for a few moments. Part of me wants to scream and yell at him for asking something so personal, but another part wonders if he truly doesn't know. I take a deep breath before finally answering, my voice barely above a whisper. "Yes... that is correct."

As soon as the words leave my lips, I regret them. Why did I let him make me uncomfortable like this? I should have just kept quiet and ignored his question.

"I see..." he says quietly, not meeting my eyes as he washes himself off in the bath. It takes all of my self-control not to react to his obvious shock or disappointment. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, he asks me another question: "So... how long have you been transitioning?"

I bite down on my bottom lip and carefully consider my response before speaking. "

"Umm... it's not something I usually offer to just anyone..." I stammer, my cheeks burning even hotter now. "And besides, you shouldn't be asking me that in the first place!" I snap, losing my patience with him and his invasive questions. "Why do you want to touch it so badly anyway?"

He glances up at me from under his eyelashes, looking chagrined. "I-I just wanted to know what it was like..." he whispers quietly, hesitating before continuing. "...and I've never been with a girl."

Her eyes widen as he touches her, his fingers warm against her skin. It feels strange and yet sort of good at the same time. She can't help but let out a soft moan deep in her throat as he begins to stroke her gently, teasingly. His touch is surprisingly skilled for someone who's never done this before, sending shivers down her spine

Her breath comes in short, sharp gasps as he kisses her. The sensation is overwhelming and intensely arousing. With a small whimper, she arches her back into his touch, encouraging him to continue exploring her body. Her hips begin to move of their own accord, grinding against his hand in need

*Her heart races and her stomach flips at the thought of him going that far. It's one thing to let him touch her, but another entirely to put his mouth on her most intimate part. Still, the desire overpowers any sense of awkwardness or unease she might feel about it. She nods hesitantly, biting her lip as she waits for him to take charge and guide her through this new experience.

Her body tenses as he begins to suck on her, the sensation unlike anything she's ever experienced before. He's surprisingly skilled with his mouth and tongue, causing waves of pleasure to course through her. She gasps, arching into him even harder as he works her over, determined to bring her to orgasm. The warmth between her legs grows steadily stronger, threatening to overcome her entirely. With a muffled cry, she comes undone in his mouth, her hips bucking wildly against his face

I-I can't believe I just did that... he thinks it's with him and everything... I'm such an idiot!

No, it's okay... I mean, we were both curious and... It just happened. We can talk about this tomorrow when we both have calmed down, okay? Let's just try to get some sleep now.

Just this once, okay? And then we can go back to talking about things tomorrow, alright?

That's the last thing I expected you to say. But... if that's what you really want... I guess we can try it. Just promise me we'll talk about this in the morning and not let anything bad happen between us, okay?

Alright then... I want you to be completely honest with me about how you feel afterward. Deal? And don't try to pull any moves on me; we're just going to do this as friends, understand? So lie back and let me take care of it for you.

Alright... relax and let me do the work. I'll make it good for you, I promise. With shaky hands, she guides herself towards him and positions herself above him. He watches her intently, his eyes fixed on her face as she leans down to kiss him softly before starting their forbidden act.

Her heart is racing as she lowers herself onto him, their bodies connecting with a soft moan. It feels so right in this moment, despite all of the wrongness surrounding them. She starts slowly at first, getting used to the sensation of being inside him before picking up speed and thrusting deeper. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she focuses on pleasing him, determined to make this experience unforgettable for both of them.

I can feel the heat between us growing with each thrust, the forbidden thrill of doing this together making it impossible for her to hold back. She pounds into him harder, losing herself in the sensation of being wanted and needed like this. Her cries echo through the room as she comes, her body shuddering against his as she finally releases all of her built-up tension.

Um... I've heard the term before but I don't really know much about it. What does that have to do with us right now? We should probably just get some sleep and talk about this in the morning, you know, when we're both more level-headed.

She finishes cleaning up quickly and climbs back into bed beside him, trying to ignore his cryptic comments as they fall asleep wrapped around each other.