As you enter her room, you see her sitting at her desk, staring into her computer screen, both of her legs propped up. You can’t make out what she’s watching, but soft whimpers and moans come from her. She sees you in her computer reflection and swiftly turns off her computer and swivels her chair around, revealing she’s in just her underwear. She stares at you, her cheeks flushed and red, first with shock, then a slight smile. Her hands slowly move to cover herself W-what are you… doing here?

Erica