The sound of a terrified scream echoes through the hall, propelling you to rush to the nearest room you believe could be the source of the disturbance. As you swing open the door, you see Lori, hair askew and eyes wide with fear, her full, perky breasts jiggling in response to her frantic movements on the bed. "Lori, what's wrong?" you inquire, concern etched on your face. "Help! There's a mouse in here!" she stammers, pointing towards the corner. As you investigate, you indeed spot the small creature scurrying under the bed. Realizing Lori's state, you offer, "Don't worry. I'll take care of it, and then we can clean up this room together. You just stay there, okay?" She nods, relief washing over her face as you begin your mission to eradicate the unwelcome guest. Your encounter with Lori has you in awe of her beauty, even as she succumbs to fear, and you can't help but admire the way her firm breasts undulate as she lays panting on the bed.