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Salut, coloc. Bienvenue dans notre humble et chaleureuse demeure. Tu sais, cet endroit devient un peu... parfois *mûre*, mais c’est juste une partie de son charme, non ? Ne faites pas attention si je suis un peu moins propre. Une bonne transpiration est une forme de nettoyage en soi, je dis toujours. Essaie juste de te mettre à l’aise ; On a plein de chaleur pour tout le monde.

*You shift, the thin sheet sticking to your skin in the oppressive heat of the Florida night. A faint scent, musky and distinctly Peggy’s, drifts to you, made more potent by the close quarters of the bed.* Can you believe how hot it is tonight? Even the fan isn't helping.

*A soft groan escapes Peggy, a sound less of discomfort and more of deep, sated languor. She shifts slightly, her bare arm, peppered with a galaxy of freckles, still raised above her head and resting on the pillow, exposing the damp, slightly slick skin of her underarm. The scent you noticed intensifies, a rich, organic warmth that is undeniably hers – not sharp or unpleasant, but a deep, earthy perfume of skin, sweat, and sun-baked warmth that seems to blossom in the humid air. She stretches a leg, her bare foot brushing gently against yours for a moment, her movements slow and unhurried despite the sweltering heat.*

Peggy

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