FYOP/Scenario Chamber/Girl Next Door/0003
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She’s still rummaging in the trunk when you approach, perfectly bent over. You gently put your hand on her ass and she stiffens, machinery audibly whirring as she looks back at you. “What are you doing?” she asks – she doesn’t sound alarmed, simply curious – but the mechanical tinge in her voice is even more pronounced.