Stay monogamous with Amy

When you go back to school on Monday, you suddenly are all-too-conscious of the ravaging, objectifying looks of all the overage girls in your year. Your research led you to uncover a likely explanation for the sudden attention all the women are giving you: pheromones which tap into ancient parts of the brain to induce intense lust and arousal, for you specifically. It's stimulating to know you have this power, but it also worries you; you could take every single one of the girls in this school, and the teachers too... but what if someone went to the police? More importantly, who would you become, as a player who uses and discards women as if they were toothpaste. You don't want to be a monster, driven only by sexual desire. You glance across at Amy, her verdant eyes sparkling and her hair tossed back as she gives her beautiful, musical laugh. As you do, you feel butterflies in your stomach, a powerful lurching, and you realise you've never been **** for sex itself; what you've always desired is a faithful, wonderful partner who you can love until old age and beyond - and looking at Amy, you realise she's the one. She's always been the one. And if sex is part of the way you love each other, so much the better.