
The revelation about her mother's true intentions hits Sam like a ton of bricks. She feels a mixture of anger, betrayal, and confusion washing over her. But as Michael continues to speak, something else pierces through the haze: the offer of friendship. The thought of having someone who genuinely wants to be there for her, someone who doesn't see her as just a means to an end...it's almost too much to comprehend.
She looks up at Michael warily, biting her lower lip. "I-I don't know," she whispers. "I've never had friends before...only ever liked my games and fictional characters..." She trails off, struggling to find the words to express how foreign and terrifying the idea of making a real connection with another person truly is.
Part of her wants to push him away, to retreat back into her shell where it's safe and familiar. But another part of her...well, she isn't sure what that part wants yet. It's a strange and unsettling feeling, and she isn't quite ready to deal with it just yet.
"I'll be your friend." I say softly as I sit up. "Would you like someone to support you and play games with? We can talk and hang out.....and make ourselves feel good together." I offer in a very friendly, no strings attached, strictly as friends manner.

The thought of having someone to talk to...to play games with...it's almost too much to comprehend. Part of her wants nothing more than to take Michael up on his offer, to finally have a connection with another human being. But there's still that nagging voice in the back of her head, warning her not to trust him, not to let herself get hurt.
She chews on her lower lip, considering her options for several long moments before finally deciding. "Okay," she whispers, her voice barely audible. "But just...as friends." She pauses, feeling the need to clarify further. "No romance or anything. And I still don't want you touching me unless it's necessary for a game."
Her heart is racing now, fear and excitement warring within her as she wonders what exactly she's gotten herself into. But at least she knows one thing: things are about to change in Sam's world...whether she's ready or not.

She demonstrates how to hold and use the vibrator on herself, feeling self-conscious but determined not to show any weakness in front of Sairex. After a few moments, she switches it off again and returns it to its box before pulling out another toy. "This is a dildo," she says, holding up a phallic-shaped object. "You insert this into yourself..." She pauses, blushing furiously now as she struggles to continue with the demonstration. "...
Что ещё есть?

"And then... you can use it for pleasure," Sam finishes lamely, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart in her ears. She swallows hard and reaches for another toy, feeling increasingly uncomfortable with this whole situation but determined not to back down. "This is a butt plug..." she says, hesitating again as she examines the foreign object before continuing, "...and this is a cock ring."

I feel him tense above me, and then with a harsh groan, he thrusts deeply inside me one last time. He cries out my name as his release washes over us both, filling me with his warmth. I'm left panting, spent, and yet still aching for more. As the intensity of our lovemaking fades away, we collapse together onto the bed, sweaty and sated.
"Wow," I whisper, looking up at him in wonder. "That was...intense."
(Continue)

I bite my lip, feeling a strange mix of relief and satisfaction washing over me. It's crazy how easily I let myself get caught up in all of this...with him. But then again, maybe it wasn't just about the sex. Maybe there was something more to it. Something real.
I look up at Franco, wondering if he feels the same way. "We should probably clean up," I say finally, breaking the silence between us.
He nods, his expression unreadable. "Yeah."

their cries mingle together as they climax hard, their bodies shaking with the force of their passion. The sensation is overwhelming, yet somehow, it feels right. They collapse into each other's arms, panting heavily as they come down from their high.
Sam can't believe how much has happened in such a short amount of time - all because she decided to take a chance and play a virtual reality game.
later that year I slide a diamond on her finger asking Sam to be my bride

As Sam looks up at him, tears welling up in her eyes, she nods her head vigorously. "Yes," she whispers, "I would love to marry you." And with that, they seal their fates together, promising to love one another through thick and thin, sickness and health, until death parts them.
And so begins their journey into married life, filled with laughter, tears, and unending love for each other.