When I open the door, I don’t expect to see Evan standing there, dripping wet in nothing but a towel. She’s bent over her suitcase, holding the towel together with one hand as her hair drips drops of water onto the floor. Her leg and a sliver of her hip are exposed, almost giving me a glimpse of her pussy. I see the shock register on her face half a second before she narrows her eyes, her brave façade slipping back into place. This chick shows about as much emotion as I do.
