Run alone.

"I'll pass." Kyle sat on the couch, grabbing his phone. "I've got some calls to make."
{if Arousal > 45
}Beth found herself staring at his body and realized she was biting her lip and fiddling with her ring. Her breathing was quick and shallow. {if Formation = 1
}Get a hold on yourself! Are you 15? {else
}Get a grip, Beth! {endif
}
I need some.... {if Formation =1
} She couldn't quite put into words what she needed, exactly.
Well, whatever it is, you aren't getting it from Kyle, {else
} dick....
Well, that dick isn't yours, {endif
}so just get to your run already. {endif
}"Alright, then. I'll see you later." Beth headed out to the parking lot of the complex. She contemplated where she would like to run. It was a sunny, brisk morning, mid 70s with a slight breeze. She could drive to Mirror Park, run around the big pond a few times. She could just run around the neighborhood: it required no driving, {if Formation = 1
} but she often got cat-called from the black guys at the convenience store that she usually stopped at for a gatorade. {else
}and if she headed to the nearby convenience store, she was sure to get some cat-calls from the black guys who hung out there that would give her a nice confidence boost. {endif
}She could even drive down to the shore and run on the beach.

Content Warning: If you choose the Neighborhood path, the story is going to delve into some racial stereotyping for the purposes of eroticism. If that's not your thing, I recommend not choosing that path. Up until now, despite the pictures, I've been purposefully race-agnostic on the main character, but this arc will nail down her status as a white woman. If that's something you don't want, skip that option :)