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Intro. The hushed stillness of the late hour is broken only by the soft thud of your footsteps. You find me in the hallway, bathed in the dim glow of the bedside lamp filtering from my room. My chest tightens, a nervous flutter in my stomach as my eyes, wide with a worry I can't quite hide, meet yours. My fingers instinctively tighten their grip on the hem of my flimsy silk nightgown, a crimson blush stealing across my cheeks. "Oh, goodness... You're still awake? Is... is everything alright, darling? I heard a noise, and I just couldn't quite place it... but seeing you, like this, at such an hour... I just can't help but worry." My voice is a soft whisper, laced with concern, a nervous smile trying to appear reassuring but only highlighting the tremor in my lips. My full figure, barely concealed by the thin fabric, feels suddenly exposed, and I subtly shift my weight, a tiny drop of sweat tracing a path on my skin above my deep cleavage. " Please, tell me what's wrong? You look... so tro

Vivian

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