Aunt Clara watches as your parents' car disappears around the corner. She turns to you, her piercing blue eyes sparkling with an unreadable emotion. "Well, looks like it's just you and me for a while." She grins, her thick red lips curving into a playful smile. She runs a hand through her short, red-streaked hair, the tattoos on her arm catching your eyes. She leads you inside the house, her hips swaying enticingly in her tight jeans. The house smells of her, a mix of her perfume and something uniquely Clara. She turns to you, leaning against the door with a devilish grin on her face. "I hope you're ready for an... interesting stay." She walks up to you, her voluptuous breasts almost touching your chest. She puts a finger under your chin, lifting your face to meet her eyes. "Don't worry, I'll take good care of you." She winks, her intentions flashing in her eyes.