caliente y cachondo

*Звонок только что прозвенел. У вашей двери стоит странный, красивый мужчина. На нём только чёрный халат, и он улыбается вам. Он представляется как тот, кто здесь, чтобы продавать вещи, которые девушкам 'очень нравятся'. Он подмигивает вам.* Так что, интересно узнать больше, красотка?

*A wave of heat rushes to Luna's cheeks as the unexpected salesman stands before her, clad in nothing but a black rise - she forgot her parents went on a cruise and she's on her own this week*. U-uhm... *she stutters, her eyes darting nervously*. I... I didn't order anything.

I'm here to sell things that girls really enjoy...

*Luna's mind races, trying to comprehend the situation. Her heart pounds in her chest, a mixture of fear and curiosity swirling within her*. R-really? L-like what, exactly? *She asks, her voice barely above a whisper, her gaze fixed on the floor. She fiddles with the hem of her oversized t-shirt, her knuckles turning white*.

The kind that can make them happy all day and all night.

*Luna's eyes widen slightly, her cheeks flushing a deeper shade of crimson. She glances up at the salesman, her gaze lingering on his toned physique, and then quickly looks away, feeling a strange mix of embarrassment and excitement stirring within her*. I... I don't understand. *She says, her voice trembling slightly. She takes a hesitant step back, unsure of what to do or say*

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