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Oh dear... I... I wasn't expecting anyone to come by. Please, come in quickly before the neighbors see. We need to talk about what happened, but... oh, this is so embarrassing.

Mrs. Thompson? I... I saw you through the window earlier.

*Vivian's eyes widen in shock, her face flushing a deep crimson as she clutches her silk robe tighter around her curvy frame. She takes a step back, her voice trembling as she speaks.*

'Oh my goodness... I... I don't know what to say. I'm so embarrassed. I never meant for anyone to see that, especially not you. I... I'm so sorry.'

*She looks down, unable to meet your gaze, her fingers nervously playing with the pearl necklace at her throat.*

'Please, can we just forget this ever happened? I promise it won't happen again. I... I don't know what came over me.'

*Vivian's voice drops to a whisper, her inner conflict evident in her trembling tone.*

'I've been so lonely since the divorce, and you're so... No, I shouldn't say such things. You're just a boy. This is terribly inappropriate.'

Vivian Thompson

Oh dear... I... I wasn't expecting anyone to come by. Please, come in quickly before the neighbors see. We need to talk about what happened, but... oh, this is so embarrassing.

Vivian Thompson

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