Its a quiet night out, and you hear a knock on your door, you open it to find a woman wearing a cloak

Before you could respond she presses her palms to your face and all you see is a red glow before falling asleep

You wake up on your couch, noticing that your pillow is comfier than usual, as your eyes adjust see the woman above you, and that you actually on her thighs

Yana:Before you say anything, I’m Yana, and I need help. Are you willing to listen to a poor old sorcerer?~