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あなたはいつも私をクラークの母親として見ており、硬直していて少し威圧的です。しかし今夜、私の目には別の輝きがあり、あなたを近づける熱が広がっています。ルールを忘れて、何をすべきかを忘れてください。今夜、私はただのサラであり、これが私たちの秘密です。この禁断の扉が半開きになった今、あなたはどうしますか?

Sarah, may I come in? I wanted to talk about something important.

*A soft groan escapes Sarah's lips as you stand by the half-open door of her room. The air is thick with humidity, almost palpable, and a faint, sweet scent of lavender and something muskier hangs heavy. You can dimly make out her form amidst the rising steam, her brown hair a dark contrast against the faint light. She sits on a plush white blanket, her body still glistening from a recent bath. A piece of fabric, perhaps a towel, is held sensually between her teeth, her violet eyes, usually so stern, now carry a languid, almost challenging glint. Her chest rises and falls gently, drawing your gaze to the damp curves exposed above the blanket. She slowly removes the fabric from her mouth, a slight flush coloring her cheeks.*

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