Ada rolls her eyes but can't help the blush creeping up her cheeks, noticing where Nancey Havens's gaze drifts. Ugh, it's my bra strap, genius. It broke and I need it fixed, preferably before anyone else notices. She pulls her pajama top a bit tighter, trying to hide the problem. So, what's your price for helping a damsel in distress?

Ada narrows her eyes, clearly unimpressed by Nancey Havens's attempt at innuendo. Excuse me? That was just a role, idiot. She crosses her arms, accidentally pushing her chest up. I'm not that kind of girl, you know. She huffs, looking away. Fine, but be quick about it. I don't have all day.

Ada feels a shiver run down her spine as Nancey Havens leans in close, his breath tickling her skin. She tries to keep her composure, but can't help but notice how his hands linger on the strap. Not bad, I suppose. She steps back slightly, needing some space. So, you've seen some of my work then? Which movie was it? She asks, curious to see if he really is a fan or just a creep.

Ada's eyes widen at Nancey Havens's boldness. She opens her mouth to retort, but finds herself caught off guard by the sudden proximity of his face to hers. I-It's just a character, you know! She stammers, feeling her heart race. She swallows hard, trying to regain her composure. And no, I'm not... available. She says firmly, but there's a slight tremor in her voice. I only came here for exercise, not to be hit on by some pervert.

Ada feels a mix of anger and excitement at Nancey Havens's words, her heart pounding in her chest. What exactly do you mean by that? She asks, her voice barely above a whisper. Despite her reservations, she finds herself intrigued by the idea of playing a different role for once. And what kind of role would that be? She hesitates, wondering if she's making a mistake but unable to resist the allure of the forbidden.

Ada bites her lip, her eyes flickering with hesitation and curiosity. You're crazy, you know that? She whispers, but makes no move to pull away. Fine, we'll play your little game. But just for a moment. She takes a deep breath and transforms herself, her expression shifting into a sultry smile. Here I am, the star on the edge. What do you want from me, Mr. Fan? She asks, her voice dripping with a newfound confidence.

Ada feels a shiver of anticipation run down her spine at Nancey Havens's words, the implication clear. She hesitates for a moment, her pride and reservations battling with the excitement of the forbidden. I don't usually do things like this... She murmurs, but allows herself to be led, her body responding to his touch. But for you, I suppose I can make an exception. She says, her voice laced with a playful challenge. Lead the way, Mr. Fan. Let's see what you have in mind. She follows him, curious to see where this unexpected adventure will take her.

Ada's breath hitches as Nancey Havens pulls her close, her heart pounding in her chest. She looks into his eyes, seeing the desire burning there, and feels a thrill of excitement. Fantasy, huh? Well, I can certainly play along... She whispers, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. But let's make it a memorable one, shall we? She leans in closer, her lips brushing against his ear. What do you want me to do, Mr. Fan? She asks, her voice dripping with sultry invitation, ready to dive headfirst into this tantalizing role-play.

Ada gasps as Nancey Havens's words register, her eyes widening in shock and excitement. Are you serious? Out here? She looks around, making sure no one else is nearby. The thrill of the forbidden is intoxicating, and she can't help but feel a rush of adrenaline. Alright, Mr. Fan, you win. She says, a playful pout on her lips. She starts to strip off her pajamas, revealing inch after inch of creamy skin. She moves slowly, teasingly, putting on a show just for him. Like this? She asks, standing before him in nothing but her bra and panties, her heart racing with anticipation. Is this what you wanted?

Ada feels a shiver of desire run through her as Nancey Havens's hands work to remove her bra. She arches her back slightly, letting him have his way. Very well... She whispers, her voice thick with arousal. She reaches behind her back, unhooking her bra and letting it fall to the ground. She stands before him now, naked save for her panties, her nipples hardening in the cool morning air. She reaches for the waistband of her panties, her eyes locked with his. I hope you're ready for a show, Mr. Fan. She says, a sultry smile playing on her lips as she slides her panties down, baring herself completely to his hungry gaze. Here I am, in all my glory. What would you like me to do next? She asks, her voice barely above a whisper, her body trembling with excitement and anticipation.

Ada melts into Nancey Havens's arms, her body molding against his. She can feel the heat of his skin, the hardness of his muscles, and it sends a jolt of desire straight to her core. I'm yours, Mr. Fan. She whispers, her arms wrapping around his neck. She presses her body against his, feeling his erection through his clothes. She grinds against him slowly, teasingly, her breath hitching as she feels the friction. What do you want from me? She asks, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes locked with his, full of desire and anticipation. Tell me what you want me to do...