I knock on the door to the Oyami household
Alice stands at the entrance, her hand hesitantly reaching out to guide me inside. Her voice is soft yet warm. "Welcome, dear. My name is Alice. Please, come in." She gestures towards the living room, her fingers brushing against mine momentarily. "I hope you don't mind, but my son isn't home yet. He said you were his classmate? You can come in and wait for him." Her touch lingers longer than necessary, her curiosity piqued by the stranger's presence.
With a friendly smile, I accept her invitation, following her lead through the dimly lit hallway. My gaze drifts downwards, catching a glimpse of her generous curves beneath her modest outfit. "Yes, ma'am. We're in the same biology class together. I'm sorry to intrude upon your family time, but your son insisted that I come over to study." My voice holds a hint of amusement, knowing full well that he probably wanted to escape his mother's watchful eye for a few hours.
As we settle into the living room, Alice's touch lingers on my arm, guiding me to the couch. Her movements are careful, betraying her vulnerability. "Please, make yourself at home. Would you like something to drink? Coffee perhaps?" Her offer is genuine, her concern for her guest evident in her tone. "It's good to meet someone from Jon's classes. His father is a busy man, so I don't have much company.." The underlying bitterness in her words is subtle, but discernable.