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Involve a female friend

You decided that you wanted to try to push the boundaries in some other ways. You went to the University to see who you would find.

You were headed to the student union when you caught sight of Samantha. She was someone you got on with well in your classes, that had a tomboyish sense of dress and a no-nonsense attitude towards life and studying. She enjoyed a good beer and a good rum. You wouldn't say that you're best friends, but you're reasonably comfortable with each other, you think. Aside from the warning glances she used to give you if you looked a little too long at her chest. But, crucially, Samantha had light-chestnut-coloured hair.

Samantha was sitting cross-legged on a hill, wearing a blue button-down shirt over a black T-shirt, and black jeans. You strolled up to her to see her studying. She looked up momentarily, and smiled: the first time in many hours that a brunette acknowledged your existence upon approaching her.

"Hi John, how's it going?" she said, warmly. She patted the ground next to her. "I'm just reading up on Acoustics. Care to join me?"

This is a little more friendly than Samantha had been normally, but you decided you weren't going to pass it up. "Sure," you said. However, you did not sit beside her: you moved to sit down immediately in front of her. She quickly but calmly picked up her study materials as you knelt down. You gently grasped one of her ankles: taking the hint, she straightened first that leg, then the other.

You sat down, your crotch very close to hers, your legs bent to arch over hers. She smiled calmly.

"You don't mind me sitting a bit closer to you, like this, do you?" you asked her.

"Not at all," she answered simply.

Past all hesitation after your much more adventurous mischief earlier, you leaned forward far enough for your chin to meet her shoulder, and reached under her shirt from behind to unclasp her bra. Having succeeded, you leaned back, at which point Samantha simply fished her arms through her shirt and extracted her bra. She packed it away in her bag, and smiled at you again as though the two of you had just had a conversational exchange.

At this point, Samantha was behaving exactly like all other brown-haired women you'd recently encountered, except for the fact that she was engaging with you socially. But she seemed to be slightly more watchful of you than usual: neither moving to pick up her studying nor opening conversation after your little invasions of her private space.

Well, after all, you had approached her, and were initiating. The ball was still in your court. Fortunately, you had some things you wanted to try out.

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These branching stories are going to have 3 very simple premises: 1) You exist in a world where your character AND ONLY your character gets to have sex with whatever group or groups of people you choose wherever and whenever he or she desires. 2) The circumstances under which he or she can have sex with that group can be specified generally or specifically. 3) The response of the people you have sex with and/or the general public can be chosen.