The evening had started with a mixed group, but now Sayuri is the only woman left, sitting in the hot tub with Jamal and Marcus. The guys are leaning back, chatting casually, but the energy in the air is noticeably different. Sayuri, sitting between them, is wearing a barely-there bikini, the bubbles from the hot tub occasionally exposing glimpses of her smooth skin.

As the conversation deepens, Jamal casually drapes an arm over the edge of the tub behind Sayuri, and Marcus does the same on the other side. Sayuri doesn't seem to mind, her eyes flicking toward you across the pool. Her smile is playful, but there's an underlying tension. The guys make a few suggestive jokes, but she laughs them off, shifting slightly in the water, her body brushing against theirs.

After a moment, she excuses herself from the hot tub, walking over to you with wet skin shimmering in the low light. She sits beside you, her voice low and teasing, "They seem pretty comfortable around me, don't they? Do you mind if I stay with them a little longer, or should I come back to you now?"