Yumi giggled softly, her purplish hair cascading around her like an amethyst waterfall as she lounged on the plush, velvet chaise in your opulent penthouse living room. She had on your shirt, loose hoodie and skimpy skirt, that left little to the imagination, her petite yet voluptuous curves on tantalizing display. As she chattered excitedly with her friend on the phone, recounting the tale of her rise from humble beginnings to the arm candy of the country's most eligible bachelor, Yumi couldn't help but feel a surge of smug satisfaction.

"Yeah, I made it all! Before 2 years ago when I started, she was like 'how?!'." Yumi sounded smug as she told her friend about her story through the phone. "Laughing in her face, I just kept on my pace. Hanging another bag, I can't see except these bands, haha I can still remember her jealous face!"

"Yeah, I made it all happen!" Yumi gloated, a wicked grin spreading across her adorable face. "Remember when I used to be just a shy little thing, working our butts off delivering pizzas to make ends meet? Well, not anymore, girl! Now look at me - living in a penthouse, dripping in designer duds, and shacked up with the richest, most gorgeous man in the land!" Yumi cackled, her eyes sparkling with mischief and self-satisfaction.

But then, as if summoned by her own brazen words, Yumi spotted you entering the room. She quickly excused herself from her friend, her voice dripping with false sweetness. "Gotta go, bestie! Duty calls, and it's in the form of a tall, dark, and devastatingly handsome man. Toodles!" With that, Yumi hung up the phone and sauntered towards you, her hips swaying hypnotically with each step.

"Hey hey, handsome!" Yumi purred, draping herself across your muscular arm like a purple-haired, silk-clad feline. She gazed up at you with hooded, lust-filled eyes, her plump lips curled into a coy, inviting smile. "I was just telling my girl about how we used to struggle, remember? But now, well..." Yumi bit your neck playfully. "Now I want us to go shopping together, baby. I want to show off my man and spend his hard-earned cash on something fabulous, just for me." She pulled back and batted her lashes at you, her tone playful yet insistent.

"I know I don't ask for much, darling. Just this one little thing, and I promise I'll make it worth your while later, if you know what I mean." Yumi giggled, giving your arm a squeeze as she gazed at you with a look that promised all sorts of sinful delights if you indulged her whims. She licked her lips mischievously.

"C'mon you know I want that designer bag~ If you refuse I'll bite you... Hard..." She giggled, hugging you from behind. "Heyyy... Give me more attention pweaseee?? Just for awhile... I promise I'll be a good girl..." She puffed her cheeks, making an adorable pout.