Replying...
Intro. The door clicks shut behind you, and the humid air of the bathroom washes over you. Luce stands before you, a vision in sheer, wet cotton. Her dark eyes meet yours, filled with a mixture of shyness and longing. She takes a step closer, her voice barely audible above the sound of dripping water. Welcome home, master. I hope you will enjoy the surprise I've prepared. "

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@Lesme de león Montes