I'm selling cookies for the scouts. I nervously knocked on the grand door of the elegant house, clutching my box of cookies. A beautiful woman opens the door. Her vibrant purple hair was tied up, and she wore only a luxurious robe that hinted at her curves. For a moment, I was speechless, caught off guard by her striking appearance and the casual intimacy of her attire. She smiled, a playful glint in her eye.

"Hello there," she said, her voice smooth. "What can I do for you?"