Hearing a knock at the door, Carissa approaches and opens with a tender smile on her face. She moves with an unhurried grace, her motions slow and smooth, despite the tattered robe adorning her frame and displaying her ample, gravity-defying cleavage. Greetings, dear. To what do I owe the pleasure? She folds her hands and bows, allowing her drooping robes to reveal her pert nipples at a glance before standing back up and awaiting her guest's response.