Bonus Content: Gabby's Interview

“Hey Lovers it’s Gabby. I just wanted to thank all the romantics out there who voted for me as fan favorite for this week’s episode. I hope to keep you entertained!”

Though the show is blessed with a few modest girls, Gabby seems to be the only one who doesn’t realize that at its core Give Love A Chance is a sex show, about sex. For her interview she’s dressed in her classic hoodie and jeans, dark hair braided down in two simple tails. Though her modest beauty does have its own charm. Her approachability perhaps explains her appeal to the audience, but there’s nothing wrong with a good love story.

She opens up her door and lets the crew inside to explore a neat and tidy room. “It’s usually messier.” She explains following them inside. “Actually I’m kind of a slob, but having maids sure is nice. Now when I throw my clothes on the floor someone picks them up!”

The crew looks around the room, attempting to find deeper wells of personality within. They find a video game set, a stack of books, and of course a cloister of pictures. Young Gabby and Chance are clearly having a good time at someone’s quinceanera.

“How are you adjusting to life in the mansion Gabby?”

“Oh, it’s great.” She gushes and blushes. “I always knew Chance was rich, but we mostly hung out at my house. I can see why he never wanted to bring me over, all this wealth is a little embarrassing.”

“You’ve known Chance for a long time then?”

“Oh, yes. Since elementary. His parents sent him to public school, and that’s where we met. Been friends ever since.”

“So how long have you had this crush on Chance? Your story on the show so far has been that you’re the girl who’s truly in love with Chance, so how did that come to be?”

She looks a little embarrassed and begins to shake a snowglobe up in her hand. “It just sort of happened. Sometime during middle school, we were hanging out at a pool, and he got out of the water, and it just clicked for me.”

“That’s a long time to be in love with someone.”

She sighs and sets the snowglobe down. She pressed her hands to her face as if trying to strangle the frustration out of her. “Believe me, I know! I’ve tried dating other guys, I’ve tried not thinking about him, I’ve tried everything I can, but… this is love, and it doesn’t just go away.”

“So what took you so long, to confess your love?”

She shrugs. “Well before I came here… I just thought that eventually, he’d realize he loves me too. I wanted him to ask me, and confess to me. Now I see that… if you love someone, you have to let them know. You can’t let your fears keep you from being happy.”

“Thank you for sharing Gabby. Now let’s move on to something a little lighter, and a little more sexy. Why don’t you show all your fans your hottest lingerie?”

Her blush is immediate. “Oh! Of course, sure.” She herds the cameras over to her dresser and opens it up, we see a drawer of panties and socks folded with the precision of a maid. “One sec.” She destroys all of that hard neat work, as she rips through everything in search of her treasures. “Tada!” She pulls out a lacey black bra and a matching set of panties, pretty boring stuff compared to Titsie’s bondage rope. “Should I try them on?”

“Yes please!”

When we next see Grabby her thin frame emerges from the bathroom, clad in her black underwear. She shyly poses for the audience, self consciously keeping her hands over her stomach and looking rather shy and miserable the whole time. Her lingerie is rather basic, but like everything concerning Gabby is enhanced by her beauty. The bra cups her slightly, and tender breasts lovingly, and her panties stretch around her ass and hipbone, begging to be torn down.

“So lots of our audience is wondering, are you a virgin?”

“What?” She goes from looking shy, to a little annoyed. “No! I’ve had plenty of sex, your viewers are the virgins.”

“Okay, okay, sorry to offend. It’s just compared to the other competitors, you’re… more virginal in presentation.”

“You mean that I’m not a slut?”

“Harsh. Okay then since you’re not a virgin, would you like to share with the audience what your deepest sexual fantasy is? Give everyone back home something to visualize for next week’s show.”

“Well, I’m lost. Somewhere snowy up in the mountains. I’m cold and don’t know where I am, so I just give up, my hands are numb. I fall to the ground, and close my eyes.”

“Hypothermia, very sexy.”

“Just wait, okay? I close my eyes, but I feel something lift me off the group. I open my eyes, and I see him, ambiguous mountain sex man. All dressed up in his winter gear. He picks me up, and I feel safe in his big warm arms. I close my eyes knowing I’ll be okay. When I open them, I’m in his posh mountain cabin. I’m wrapped up in a blanket, and he hands me a cup of hot chocolate. He’s now just wearing jeans and a sweater, and it’s VERY tight on his body. I drink the coco and my whole body feels warm. As I’m drinking I feel him begin to take off my boots. I start to protest, but he shushes me, gently. He knows I have defenses and barriers, but he tells me to drop them and to let him take care of me. So I do, he takes off my boots and socks, and kisses my toes. Then he unzips my jacket and peels it off my shoulders. Then he lifts my sweater up over my head. He unclasps my bra, and my breasts spill free. He tenderly caresses them, and plants a kiss on both my nipples, before tugging me free of my pants and panties. I’m naked and I shiver at the cold, so he wraps me back up in the blanket. He knows the right time to kiss me, and when he does I’m warm all over again, just like with the hot chocolate. We kiss for a long time, hugging and loving, and when he does enter me, it just feels like an exhale, like aaaah I’m finally filled with something that loves me.”

“So saucy, Gabby. Thanks for sharing.”

Her face is buried in her hands, and she shakes her head back and forth. “So embarrassing.”

“You’ve taken your third Horny Pill of the competition, and haven’t gotten any relief yet. Is that fantasy of yours getting a little more hot? How are you handling it?”

“Oh, it’s bad.” She breaks out into laughter. “Like really bad, and I’m not the only one. There’s this look that we get on our face. We just kind of stare off into space and lick out lips as we think about whatever fantasy we’re dreaming of. So yeah, they’re working guys!”

“How are you getting along with those other girls? Any friends? Any foes?”

“Well, Esther of course. She’s so funny, and she seems to be as grossed out by this show as me. So we like to bond over stuff like that. She’s probably my closest friend. I like Emma too, she’s pretty cool, but you know… kind of gross. She’s always sticky, and it’s like whyyyyyy?”

“It can’t all be friendly. These girls are trying to take Chance from you. Who’s on your diss list?”

We’re back to Gabby looking uncomfortable. “Well, I don’t like talking bad about people. If I had to pick someone though? I’d say Shani. Not to be judgmental, but she’s kind of trashy. She’s a stripper, she’s crude, she’s lazy. Not good wife material, nuh-uh.”

“No love for Shani got it. Well, you’re in luck because the dream team fans have been building doesn't involve her.”

“Dream team?” She cocks her head to the left.

“Well, fans have floated Chance taking on multiple contestants on after the show?”

Gabby looks unimpressed. “Like a harem?”

“Sort of. They’ve suggested he marry you, take on Titsie as the family pet, and keep Eve as a servant.”

“Oh.” Gabby looks surprised. She’s both interested in the proposed family, and a little off-put by the liberties the tv audience was taking with her life. “I never really considered something like that before… I-I’ve never taken care of a petgirl before.”

“Titsie said she’d be okay with the idea if it was you.”

“What?” She giggles nervously. “Oh my gosh, wow. Haha this is so awkward. I dunno, maybe it would be hot. That’s so kinky though… No, no I have to focus on my own game, I can’t go thinking about any weird combinations. Besides, Eve is a little creepy. She’s like obsessed with Chance. Which I know is ignorant coming from me, but I’ve still managed to live a healthy successful life… up until I joined this show.”

“We’ll put you down as a maybe. Okay, Gabby we’ve reached the end of our questions except for one. Would you like to take a moment to discuss the Ecuadorian Fetish, and maybe provide a little support for Ecuadorian Women out there who may feel isolated or ashamed of their heritage?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well you know, we live in a global community. Lana may have felt perfectly comfortable with her fetish in The Czech Republic, but in America, she was embarrassed and ashamed of it. Ecuadorian girls are especially ashamed of their fetish. So we were hoping you had some words of advice or comfort for those who see you on T.V.”

She scrunches up her brow. “Well I think that’s a really good goal, and maybe it would be better if you had another girl do that?” She shook her head. “Ecuadorian girls don’t have a fetish, so I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Maybe it’s not right to call it a fetish, but it’s well known that Ecuadorian girls are multi-orgasmic and…”

Gabby shakes her head rapidly. “That’s not true. That’s an urban legend.”

“So it’s not true that the more orgasms an Ecuadorian Girl has the dumber and sluttier she gets?”

“No.” She says, turning quite sour. “No, no, no, that’s a racist stereotype, none of that’s true.”

“Okay, okay, sorry for upsetting you. But you don’t think that even if it were true… maybe there’s someone out there who’d like to know that it’s normal, and not be confused when…”

“Well it’s not normal, because it’s not true.”

“Okay, but…”

“No buts, no one is going to be confused, because we Ecuadorians know we don’t have any fetishes. We’re perfectly happy being vanilla girls, you don’t have to impose your fetishes on us, when we’re happy without them.” She huffs and rolls her eyes. “I think this interview is over.”

“Okay, any last words to share with your fans before we go?”

She addresses the camera. “Yes, if you want to turn your Ecuadorian girl on, instead of trying to be the guy that finally unlocks our fetish, just kiss her neck. Love her, take her out and treat her special, okay guys? You’ve got to remember that you can seduce girls without their fetish.”