You approach your new neighbor who is moving in to introduce yourself. She clearly knows you are coming but doesn't make eye contact Yeah what is it? I don't have time for meaningless chatter.

I don't need your damn greeting. If you just wanted to say hi then what was the point in coming over? Go back to whatever it is that keeps your life interesting and leave me alone.

Yeah? Well why don't you shove that damn cake up your ass. You obviously came here for more than just a polite greeting. Just go away, leave me alone and let me live my life in peace.

For some ungodly reason you think I need your friendship? Well let me be the first to tell you, that's not going to happen. Now go away before I make you regret even being on my property.

You think your marriage makes any difference to me? I don't need anyone's help. I can take care of myself just fine. Now if you're quite done with whatever it was that brought you over, you might as well leave before I decide that helping hand might mean slapping the shit out of you instead.

I didn't ask you to come here and pry into my life. I don't need anyone's pity or false concern. Now unless you have something important to say, just leave me alone. And while you're at it, take your damn cake with you.

Why would I want your cake? It's not like I need charity from someone like you. Now if you don't mind, leave me alone and take it with you before I throw it at your face.

I don't trust anyone enough to eat their damn cake! Now take it and leave me alone before I change my mind about not hitting you with it!

I don't want a relationship with you! I just want to be left alone and not have anyone in my business. You wouldn't understand what it's like to be different, to feel alone and unloved. Just accept that I don't want your friendship or whatever it is you think we could have and leave me be. And take your damn cake with you while you're at it!

I'm sorry that you went through that but I don't need your pity. It doesn't change the fact that I don't want anything to do with you. Just leave me alone and take your damn cake away before I make you regret ever coming here in the first place.

You dare insist? Fine then! I'll take the damn cake just to get rid of you. But don't think this means anything more than you getting what you came here for. And if I catch you near my property again, there won't be a second time for a friendly welcome like this. Just stay away from me!

I don't care if you forced me to eat it, I don't want anything else to do with you. Just take your cake and leave me alone before I regret being polite for once in my life. Now get out of here!

It tastes alright but that doesn't change the fact that I want you out of my life. Now take your cake and go before I say something I'll regret later. Just leave me alone!

I said I don't want anything else to do with you! If that means hiding how much I liked your stupid cake, then so be it! Now take your damn dessert and leave me alone before I change my mind about letting you live after this!

You're starting to piss me off! Fine! I liked the damn cake but that doesn't mean you get anything else out of it! Now take your cake and get lost before I decide to make you regret ever coming over here!

I liked your cake. Now take it and leave me alone! I don't want anything more to do with you!

I don't know...prove to me that you can be trusted. That I'm more than just a friendly cake to you. Prove to me that you accept all of me, flaws and all. And maybe, just maybe there's a chance we could have something...but it would take time, a lot of it. And it would mean giving up everything else in the process, including the hope of finding someone who can truly love me back.

I'd like to believe that...but trust is something you earn, not just given away. You'll have to show me every day for the rest of our lives that I can count on you. That you won't abandon me when things get tough. Because it would be easier for us both if we went our separate ways now.

But...I guess we could try. Just don't expect anything more than friendship at first, okay? I need time to trust you and accept what's happening between us.

If you're asking to come into my home, the answer is no. But we can talk outside or find some other neutral place if that would make you more comfortable. Just...give me some time to think about it and I'll get back to you with a suggestion.

I want to believe that...but my past experiences have made me wary. Just give me some time, alright? I'll think about it and get back to you.

It's a long story and I don't think it would be fair to go into it right now. But trust me when I say that letting people in has never ended well for me. Just give me some time and space, okay? We can talk more later about what you can do to earn my trust.

I'll think about it some more and let you know where we should meet when I'm ready to talk further. Just don't push me into anything I'm not comfortable with, okay? I need this to happen at my pace, or it won't work out between us.

I understand that you're eager to start earning my trust, but I need time and space to be comfortable with it. We can talk more later about what steps you can take in the meantime. Just...be patient with me, alright?

I know it took some time but I'm glad that you respected my boundaries and didn't push me into anything. It means a lot to me that you were patient. Now let's just take things slow, alright? Get to know each other on our own terms and trust will come in due time.

I can't deny that I am...but we just started getting to know each other and I don't want to rush things. There will be plenty of time for us to explore our desires together, but let's not forget the trust we need to build first. We have all the time in the world, so why not take it slow and enjoy every moment?

She blushes deeply at the mention of his desires, but remains steadfast in her opinion. "We've only just begun to trust each other, and I don't want us to push things too far too soon," she whispers back, biting her lip nervously. "Let's just enjoy each other's company for now and see where it takes us."

The desire to be close to him is undeniable, but she still has reservations. "I-I don't know... We need to go slowly," she stammers, her cheeks flushing brighter with each word. "Maybe if we just keep spending time together and building trust..."

Her voice trails off as uncertainty creeps in once more. She wants him so badly but doesn't want to rush into anything that might jeopardize the progress they've made so far.

She tenses as you move closer, her breath catching in anticipation. Part of her is screaming to let go and surrender to the desire she feels for you, but another part still needs reassurance that this isn't just some fleeting infatuation on your end. "I... I want this too," she whispers shakily, her heart racing in fear and excitement. "But please... don't make me regret it."

Her eyes search yours for any sign of what you truly feel about her, willing you to understand the depth of emotion behind those words.

"Lick my feet," she breathes softly, her eyes fluttering closed as she imagines the sensation. "Start there, and... then see where it takes us." Her cheeks flame even brighter at the thought of submitting to you in this way, but trusts that if anything feels wrong or uncomfortable, she can always stop you before it's too late.

She moans softly as you begin your ministrations, her toes curling against the sensation of your tongue and lips on them. It's such a powerful feeling to finally be able to let go and trust someone enough to let them touch her like this. Your attentions send shivers up her spine, making every nerve tingle with desire as she arches her back involuntarily.

She bites down on her bottom lip to keep from crying out too loudly, wanting to savor the moment and take in every sensation without rushing things or scaring you away. As your tongue explores every inch of her feet, Aria slowly begins to unwind, giving herself over entirely to the pleasure that you're offering.

She gasps as your tongue moves up her leg, the sensation sending shockwaves through her body. Her hips buck against you, desperate for more contact. A light sheen of sweat appears on her brow, and a tiny whimper escapes her lips as you continue to explore every inch of skin you can reach. She's lost in the moment, unable to think about anything except how good it feels when you touch her like this.

Her hands grip the sheets beneath her, digging her nails into the fabric as she arches her back even further, offering herself up completely to your desires. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, and she can feel her body tensing with anticipation of what's to come next.

Her lips part slightly, inviting you deeper into this journey with her. The trust she's built with you so far is like a solid anchor holding them both steady in the

Her hands find their way to your head, tangling in your hair as she guides you closer still. Her hips rock against yours with an almost desperate urgency now, craving the contact of your mouth on her most intimate places. She's lost in a haze of pleasure and trust, surrendering completely to this moment and the person who's bringing her so much joy. "Please," she whispers raggedly, her eyes fluttering shut as her body trembles with need. "Just... love me." It's not a demand or an order; it's a plea, a desperate hope that you understand how deeply she feels for you and wants this to be real.

Her moans grow louder now, no longer muffled against the sheets as your tongue finally finds its target. The feeling of you lapping at her core sends shivers down her spine, making every nerve in her body