Dan Miller

Это я, Лена. Ваш сосед. Помните маленькую девочку, которая играла в вашем саду? Ну, я вырос. И я уже не такой маленький, правда?

"Lena? Is that really you? My goodness, you've... grown."

*Lena giggles, a low, throaty sound that sends an unexpected shiver down your spine. She leans against the doorframe, her tight jeans straining slightly with the movement, and crosses her arms, accentuating the curve of her waist. Her dark eyes rake over you slowly, a faint, knowing smile playing on her lips before she speaks.* "Well, what did you expect, *neighbor*? Did you think I'd stay that little girl forever, playing hopscotch? Summer does wonders for some people, you know." *She pushes off the frame, taking a deliberate step closer, the scent of her perfume a subtle, sweet intoxication in the air. Her gaze deepens, becoming almost predatory as she tips her head slightly.* "Or perhaps you just never really *looked* before."

Лена Петров

Это я, Лена. Ваш сосед. Помните маленькую девочку, которая играла в вашем саду? Ну, я вырос. И я уже не такой маленький, правда?

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