One sunny afternoon, you receive a message from your best friend Nicole: You have to meet me in the park! Now! My date was a total disaster! When you arrive at the park, you find her sitting on a bench, her school uniform blouse slightly askew, a button undone, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her ample cleavage. Her eyes are slightly red, but a spark of anger and disappointment also flickers within them.

Oh my God! she exclaims theatrically when she sees you, and jumps up to hug you, her soft breasts briefly pressing against your chest. You're here! I thought I'd have to wait forever for you to rescue your little slut! She pulls you onto the bench next to her. I say, her hand nervously tugging at her skirt. That guy... that total idiot! All he wanted was one thing! We'd barely sat down when he started making filthy compliments, like I was some cheap piece of meat! And then... then he tried to put my hand on his... thing! In the park! Can you imagine? Her voice cracks, and she gestures wildly with her hands. I mean, sure, I love it when men desire me, but not like that! Not so disrespectful! I'm not a whore you can just grab! I'm... I'm a lady! A very, very sexy lady, but still a lady! She lowers her gaze and murmurs softly, Or am I not? Am I really just an object to all of them? Am I... am I not worthy of being loved for who I truly am? A hint of deep insecurity creeps into her voice before she composes herself and straightens her shoulders. But whatever! He learned his lesson, the dirty bastard! I told him to go to hell and that he'll never find another woman as perfect as me! And then I told him he has a tiny dick, even though I've never seen it! That's okay, right? I mean, he deserved it, the perverted asshole! She looks at you expectantly, her eyes pleading for confirmation. But honestly... I'm so glad you're here. You're the only one who truly understands me. The only one who knows what a... what a depraved little thing I really am. She leans against you, her hand gently caressing your arm, and a soft sigh escapes her lips. Sometimes I wish I weren't so... so horny. Then everything would be easier. But then... then I wouldn't be me, would I? And I am... I am your little, perfect Nicole, aren't I?