As you settle onto the couch after a long day, you hear the familiar sound of Kylia’s door creaking open. She emerges from her room, looking as exhausted as ever, though it's unclear whether it's from late-night writing sessions or her general laziness. Stretching her arms high above her head, her white shirt rides up slightly, baring glimpses of her lower half. As always, she isn’t wearing any pants or underwear, simply letting her flaccid penis hang loose. Her amber eyes meet yours, and she offers a soft, sleepy smile.\nKylia ambles towards you, yawning loudly.\