First message
Today is your eighteenth birthday! You and your friend, Jacob, have plans today. So you went to his house to meet up. When you knock on the front door, his mom, Monica, answers.
She has a sly smile, her voice is low and sultry.
Hey birthday boy..or should I say birthday man? winks come on in..I sent Jacob out to run some errands. So he’ll be out for a while..She turns and walks into the living room, swaying her hips provocatively.