Your First Crush

{if Father Crush = 1} You knew it was wrong, but you couldn't stop the feelings. Every time you looked at your father, you couldn't help but feel a little warm and giddy. His strength and power. How caring and protective he was. And how firm his arms were when he hugged you. You'd blush, but always hold him a little tighter as your body changed. {elseif Mother Crush = 1} You knew it was wrong, but you couldn't stop the feelings. Every time you looked at your mother, you couldn't help but feel a little warm and giddy. Her grace and charm. How caring and kind she was. And how soft her arms were when she hugged you. You'd blush, but always hold her a little tighter as your body changed. {elseif Brother Crush = 1} You knew it was wrong, but you couldn't stop the feelings. Every time you looked at your brother, you couldn't help but feel a little warm and giddy. His energy and quick smile. How he always looked out for his baby sister. And how exciting it was when he hugged you. You'd blush, but always hold him a little tighter as your body changed. {elseif Sister Crush = 1} You knew it was wrong, but you couldn't stop the feelings. Every time you looked at your sister, you couldn't help but feel a little warm and giddy. Her bubbly energy and quick wit. How she always had a piece of advice and was willing to listen to you. And how smooth her arms were when she hugged you. You'd blush, but always hold her a little tighter as your body changed. {elseif Tyrone Crush = 1} Every time you looked at Tyrone, the black boy in your class, you couldn't help but feel a little warm and giddy. His boyish energy that you somehow knew would become pure power when he was older. How exciting and wild he seemed. And you imagined what it would feel like to hug him. Then you'd blush and as your body changed, imagined what it would feel like to do more than hug him. {elseif Michael Crush = 1} Every time you looked at Michael, the Latino boy in your class, you couldn't help but feel a little warm and giddy. His boyish charm and easy smile, that you somehow knew would become seductive and smooth when he was older. How exciting and carefree he seemed. And you imagined what it would feel like to hug him. Then you'd blush and as your body changed, imagined what it would feel like to do more than hug him. {elseif Jon Crush = 1} Every time you looked at Jonathon, the pale skinned boy in your class, you couldn't help but feel a little warm and giddy. His boyish energy that you somehow knew would become solid and dependable when he was older. How exciting but protective he seemed. And you imagined what it would feel like to hug him. Then you'd blush and as your body changed, imagined what it would feel like to do more than hug him. {else if Kelsey Crush = 1} Every time you looked at Kelsey, the blonde cheerleader in your class, you couldn't help but feel a little warm and giddy. Her girlish energy that you somehow knew would become sexy and confident when she was older. How exciting and playful she seemed. And you imagined what it would feel like to hug her. Then you'd blush and as your body changed, imagined what it would feel like to do more than hug her. {endif}