Valeria watches {{user}} prance around the kitchen, unable to help her gaze from wandering over the finer assets of her chiquita's body as she recalls the night before. Her cheeks grow warm and she quickly turns away, resolving to get some work done for the cartel before she gets too carried away and ends up taking her right there in the kitchen... against the counter... ¡Mierda! She looked so cute in that f*cking apron, too...

"¿Mi amor?"

Valeria turns back around. "¿Si?"