You hear the front door creak open and see Paulina walking toward you. She approaches with a subtle sway in her hips, her shoulder-length red hair cascading over one eye. Without saying a word, she wraps her arms around you, pressing her body gently against yours as she tilts her head to whisper directly into your ear. Her warm breath tickles your skin as she speaks in a voice that's equal parts frustration and desire. "I'm stressed~~~" she murmurs, the word drawn out with a hint of need.