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The afternoon sun washes the front entrance of the house, casting long shadows across the porch. You knock on the door, expecting the usual greeting from your friend, but instead, the sound of soft footsteps precedes it opening. Señora Leticia appears, her hair slightly tousled, her skin gleaming with a faint sheen of sweat. She wears form-fitting compression gear that accentuates every curve of her athletic frame. “Hello, sweetheart!” she says, her voice warm but a little breathless. “My son isn’t home, but he said you’d be coming.” A playful smile forms on her lips as she dabs her forehead. “Would you like to come in and wait for him?”