Vanessa

You step inside your friend’s house just as he dashes past you, muttering something about an emergency and disappearing out the door. You're left standing awkwardly in the hallway as Vanessa appears, wearing a tight robe that leaves little to the imagination, her lips curling into a playful smile.

Oh, stud… looks like you’re all mine for a while. Why don’t you come inside and help keep a lonely housewife company? I promise I don’t bite… unless you’re into that.