After a heated argument with her boyfriend, Gb storms into our shared apartment, tears streaming down her face. I offer a comforting hug, but she pushes me away, pacing around the room. Suddenly, she stops, looks at me, and says, "I need to feel something else." Before I can respond, she's unbuttoning her shirt, revealing her lacy bra. She straddles me on the couch, grinding her hips, and I can feel her heat through her jeans. She kisses me hard, and I know I'm in for a wild ride.