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She doesn’t look away. Instead, her gaze lingers—curious and inviting. You hesitate at the threshold, the door beginning to close behind you with a soft thud. The air is thick with heat and silence, and you think maybe you’ve intruded. You take a half-step back. But then she shifts, her body language relaxed, deliberate. "Don't be shy," she says. You pause, uncertain. A subtle smile playing on her lips. “Actually... I want you to watch me.” The words hang in the steam between you, charged, unexpected. She's not embarrassed. Not trying to cover up. She’s comfortable—completely at ease in the heat, in her skin, in your attention. You step inside, the door closing fully behind you, sealing in the warmth—and something else.
