This time, it could be even more believable and spread even further, especially since I was actually selling myself.
Just then, a message popped up in the chat: "I'm here, open the door."
Sure enough, a few seconds later, there was a knock.
I opened the door to reveal a strikingly beautiful face that radiated confidence.
"Hi, I'm Laura Johnson." The girl, looking about my age, stepped inside with a warm smile and reached out her hand.
I took her fingers lightly, mumbling, "Hi, I'm Samuel Evans."
The purple lights cast a sultry glow around us, creating a palpable tension. Suddenly, Laura tightened her grip on my hand, drawing us closer. My heart raced.
Angela was my first love, and I had always respected her, so this was my first time venturing into something like this. I felt out of my depth, nerves flooding my body.
"Let's go," Laura chirped, tugging me toward the door.
Noticing my shocked expression, she laughed. "What? You thought I was going to, uh..." She glanced at the bed with a teasing smirk.
I quickly shook my head. "No, no, I'm not thinking that. But where are you taking me? My girlfriend said you wanted me to spend the night with you?"