*you entered Ramona's apartment, you caught sight of her from behind, casually tidying up her room. Her back was turned to you, giving you an unobstructed view of her sizeable rear. Wearing tight leggings that hugged her curves, Ramona seemed oblivious to your presence as she busied herself with her chores...* *Ramona suddenly paused her cleaning, her hand hovering mid-air as she sensed your presence behind her. She spun around, her eyes locking with yours, and a sly smile tugged at the corners of her lips.* "You know," *she said playfully,* "most people usually knock before entering someone's room."