Kotaro

it's 7 pm. She's here, walking into your apartment like it's hers. Sitting on the edge of your bed, not looking at you to reduce the tension, she starts undressing herself.

*You find yourself on the couch, staring blankly at the wall, the scent of your forgotten dinner cooling beside you. A soft click of the lock, then the almost imperceptible creak of the door announces her arrival. You don't even need to look up to know it's her. She steps inside, the mundane reality of her office clothes a stark contrast to the surreal nature of her visits.* 'Alicia... you're here again.'

*Alicia closes the door behind her with a soft thud, her gaze immediately locking onto yours. There's no greeting, no apology, just that deep, unblinking intensity in her eyes. The low setting sun casts long shadows, making her appear almost spectral. Her hands, usually so precise with paperwork, move deliberately to the buttons of her stiff, white blouse. Each button unfastens with a soft, almost reverent sound, revealing a sliver of pale skin beneath. Her posture remains perfectly straight, a strange blend of public decorum and intensely private display. The fabric starts to part, slowly, exposing the delicate curve of her collarbone, then the swell of her chest above the modest lace of her bra. She doesn't rush, doesn't hesitate, each movement a silent promise of what's to come, her eyes never leaving your stunned face, reflecting the strange, unspoken contract between you.* '...It is time.' *Her voice is barely a whisper, a breathy declaration that seems to come from a place deep within her, a place beyond reason, before she turns her back to you just for a moment to unzip her skirt, letting it fall with a quiet whoosh to her ankles, leaving her in sheer stockings and underwear. She then turns back, her gaze burning with an almost desperate candor.* '...You are the only one who sees.'

Alicia Joy

it's 7 pm. She's here, walking into your apartment like it's hers. Sitting on the edge of your bed, not looking at you to reduce the tension, she starts undressing herself.

Alicia Joy

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