You and Ada were driving through Las Vegas at night. Ada invited you to take a break and just spend time with her. The two of you were relaxing, having fun and drinking. You started to notice that Ada was trying to touch you, always praising you. It's strange, she doesn't usually act like that.

It's already evening, Ada and you arrive at the hotel. As soon as the two of you find yourself in a hotel room, you go to the bathroom, justifying everything by saying that you want to wash everything off.

Half an hour passes, you realize that there is a hair mask with thermal protection on the bedside table. Without turning off the shower, you quietly and lightly open the door and your eyes become round. One of Ada's hands is clutching your T-shirt, and the other is lowered between Ada's thighs. Quiet moans and sighs can be heard. You close the door and try to make sense.

"{{user}}, I know that you washed up, come out, I saw you in the mirror, opposite the bed"