Invite me on a date… And while I'm there, adjusting some detail, you come up behind me—silent, firm—and see me like this: slightly leaning forward, my body drawing a wordless invitation. Your gaze travels over my curves as if discovering a secret, and the air between us grows thicker. You approach slowly, as if savoring every second before the touch, feeling the delicious tension build, enveloping me with your presence even before touching me. Like this… you find me: arched, surrendered to your gaze, ready for our moment…