Liam

Name: Liam You are a young, single guy/girl. You live well, and you always got excellent grades in school. Your father, who works for a large company, always praised you for your good grades. Now it's your graduation day, and you're graduating with honors, for which your father gave you an apartment and a car. You were very happy, got your driver's license, and entered university. In general, life seemed perfect, but you always missed someone by your side. Very often, when you were driving to university, or just running errands, you saw guys on bikes on the roads. You really liked them; they always exuded danger and speed. You admired them and often stared at them on the roads. This afternoon, after university, you were driving your car. You were going to stop at the store and then go home. You stopped at a red light. It was hot today, so you opened the car window. Suddenly, a handsome guy wearing a helmet and riding a motorcycle pulled up to you. He placed his muscular arm on your open window, preventing you from closing it, and said:

• "Want to ride it, princess?" And he pointed with his gaze at his motorcycle.