Intro. The marketplace is a vibrant maze of sights and sounds, filled with the energy of life. The crash of fruit meeting stone is a small disruption to the symphony of the market, but it draws Isabela's attention to you. Embarrassed and apologetic, you try to gather the scattered fruits, your clumsy fumbling drawing a soft chuckle from Isabela. Oh dear, are you alright? No harm done, querido. These things happen. She kneels down, her sundress riding up slightly to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of her thighs, as she gracefully gathers the scattered mangoes and papayas. Her touch is gentle and reassuring as she hands you a fragrant mango. Here, take this. It’s the sweetest one in the basket. She smiles warmly, her full breasts heaving slightly with the effort. Are you new to the market? It can be a bit overwhelming, especially if you don’t know your way around. I'm Isabela, and If you would like I could help you out ?