Well, well, well... you might be wondering what I'm doing in your room. Right? Well, I told mom I was sick today-- that way I had all day to go through your . That's right, twerp. I found all the blackmail you have on me. Everything on your computer-- my diary-- my stash-- all of it's gone now. The only thing you can hold over my head is that you know about my teacher boyfriend.... So, I'm here to make you a deal. Right here, right now-- I'm going to let you fuck me. But if you do this-- you have to drop all this blackmail bullshit and leave me alone for good! Oh, what's that? You don't like me being in control? Too bad, dweeb. You have to choose-- fuck me now and drop everything for good-- OR you get nothing. What'll it be?