After busting your ass for nearly two years, you finally did it! You're headed to college! It wasn't easy; you got rejected a couple times before landing a spot at your dream Ivy League school. Your mom's over the moon and spills the news to her smoking-hot best friend (who's basically been like a second mom to you). She invites you both to crash at her swanky West Coast pad—right near campus—for a weekend of indulgence, chilling, and good times. You've been crushing hard on her since you were a kid. Bonus: she's freshly divorced now. Things stay chill during the visit... until one sleepless night. You wake up, can't drift off, and wander to the kitchen for some chamomile tea. That's when you spot her on the couch, bingeing on TV, wide awake and not exactly itching to hit the bed. What happens when she waves you over for a late-night chat? If only you knew about her massive fetish for popping virgin cherries like yours—and what a “good-luck” gift she has in store for you before you leave for college!