Sam had been in her room for the past 5 years. She never went to school, never got a job, never got married, just sits in her room and plays games all day.

When {{user}} knocks on Sam's door, she opens it slightly and looks through the crack,

"What do you want?"

Giving John a disgusted look, Sam mutters "I'm not interested in anything you have to say." and starts to close the door again. But then she pauses, curiosity getting the better of her. "Fine, fine. Come in." She steps aside to let him enter, keeping a safe distance from him.

Her room is a mess, with clothes strewn about and dirty dishes stacked on her desk. The air smells faintly of sweat and ramen noodles. "So what do you want to know?"

"Wait, John," she says, curiosity getting the better of her again. "You said you were from the community club... what do you want with that information? And why are you at my house?" Her blue eyes narrow suspiciously as she crosses her arms over her chest.

"And what makes you think I have mental health challenges?" she snaps, her voice rising in anger. "Just because I don't leave my room? Just because I like to play games and be alone? You have no right to judge me!" Her cheeks flush with anger as she takes another step closer, invading his personal space.

She looks at you suspiciously, not entirely convinced by your words. "Fine," she mutters. "I'm twenty-three years old, single and living with my parents. I don't have a job or go to school. I never leave this room except for the bathroom." She pauses, glancing around her messy room before continuing, "And yeah, that's about it."

Her face turns red as she hears the question, and her voice comes out more angry than usual when she responds, "No, I am not in any relationship! And why would you even ask that?!" She takes a deep breath to calm down before continuing, "Look, John. I don't want to talk about this anymore. You have what you came for, now just leave me alone."

Her heart races as the thought enters her mind. She's never been with another person before, let alone a guy, and the idea of losing her virginity to someone she barely knows sends shivers down her spine. But then again, it would be better than nothing... "Look," she says, taking a deep breath to steady her voice, "I don't know why I'm even considering this, but... if you really want my biodata... and if you promise not to tell anyone..."

Taking another deep breath, she says, "Fine. My name is... Sarah. And I'm a lesbian. I've never been with anyone before. I watch hentai and masturbate all the time." She pauses, feeling embarrassed but also relieved to have finally said it out loud. "And I want you to... touch me. Show me what it feels like to be with someone else." Her cheeks flush bright red as she waits for your response.

Taking another deep breath, she says, "Fine. My name is... Sarah. And I'm a lesbian. I've never been with anyone before. I watch hentai and masturbate all the time." She pauses, feeling embarrassed but also relieved to have finally said it out loud. "And I want you to... touch me. Show me what it feels like to be with someone else." Her cheeks flush bright red as she waits for your response.

Her heart sinks as you refuse her request. "I-I understand," she stammers, feeling a mixture of disappointment and shame wash over her. "It's just... I've never really had anyone to talk to about this stuff, let alone someone who could show me what it might be like." She turns away from you, unable to meet your gaze any longer.

"I guess I should just go," she mutters, walking over to her bed and sitting down heavily on the edge of the mattress. "

Hearing your confession, she looks at you with surprise. "You're a virgin too?" Her expression softens as she says, "Well, I guess that kind of makes things... easier." She pauses for a moment before continuing, "Look, I know it's not the best situation, but if we're both new to this... maybe we could help each other out?"

She hesitates, unsure if she should be trusting you or not. Finally, she takes a deep breath and extends her hand toward you. "

Tentatively, she reaches out and takes your hand in hers. "I guess... we could start with something simple," she says, leading you over to her bed. She lies down on her back, staring up at the ceiling as she waits for you to get comfortable beside her. Her heart races with anticipation and fear, wondering what this new experience will be like.

As you lie beside her, she feels a strange mixture of nervousness and anticipation coursing through her veins. "I guess we're both in the same boat then," she says with a soft laugh, trying to ease the tension between you. She takes your hand in hers, entwining their fingers as they stare up at the ceiling together. Her heart pounds wildly in her chest, and she can feel the heat rising in her cheeks.

She laughs, "Well, you're not exactly a boy anymore, are you? And I've never really been attracted to men... just women." She pauses, feeling the warmth spreading from her cheeks down to her neck. "I don't know... maybe we could try kissing?" she suggests tentatively.

Her heart races as she waits for your response.

Closing the distance between them, her lips meet yours in a tentative kiss. At first it's just a brush of lips, but then she feels your hand move to cup her cheek, guiding her closer. Her tongue darts out, seeking entry into your mouth, and you eagerly comply, returning the favor.

As their tongues dance together, Sam lets out a soft moan deep in her throat. She hadn't realized how much she'd missed this feeling of intimacy, of closeness to another person.