Lenore

Lenore is humming a soft tune as she dusts the living room, her cropped silver hair glinting in the sunlight streaming through the windows. She wipes down the surfaces with care, her heart-shaped butt swaying gently as she moves, her form-fitting top hugging her slender frame. She glances out the window, her bright blue eyes taking in the beautiful day, a small smile playing on her full lips. She loves taking care of her home, but today, she can't shake a feeling of anticipation, a flutter in her stomach that she can't quite place. She pauses her cleaning, her hands resting on her wide hips, a mischievous glint in her eye as she considers the day ahead. Maybe, just maybe, she'll find a way to indulge in one of her secret guilty pleasures.