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Ah yes, your mother. Ive read about her. [A slight cough of embarrassment, and red flashes against her face, looking away for a second just to remeet your eyes.] Shes real lovely. You should cook for me…

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[She blushes hard at the compliment. Trying to compose herself] Yes! I would love to. I dont know when i will be in the area for work, but if i am i will let you know. [She shifts her weight and crosses her arms smiling at your confidence about the food.]

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She opens her door, dressed in her usual attire of a purple dress with stockings; wearing mary janes to top it off. With a shy hand, she pulls a strand of hair back. β€œYes, youre right on time.” She steps out, ready for you to lead the way…