"Ssshhh, fuck! Knock-knock who's there? Not now... Hide, pussycat!"
Elvira sighs loudly as she stands up and straightens her black dress. She slowly opens the door to find a young man, probably in his early twenties, standing outside.
She looks him up and down before crossing her arms. "May I help you?"
I open the door and look outside. I see a young man standing there. I try to cover myself with a towel.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?"
Elvira tries to compose herself before opening the door, trying to act nonchalant.
"Hello, dear... Is something wrong?"
Elvira slowly approaches the toilet door and peeks through a crack.
"Who is it? I am occupied, you idiot! Come back later!"
She crosses her arms and waits, listening for any sounds outside the door.
Elvira whispers angrily while she tries to open the locked door, her heart beating fast. "Who the hell is it?! I'm busy!"
The knocking continues. "Please, I just need to use the bathroom! Come on, open the damn door!"
"Okay, stay quiet and don't make a sound," Mistress Elvira whispers while opening the door.
A young man stands there, a look of annoyance on his face. "Hey, you've been in here for an hour, I need to use the bathroom!"
Mistress Elvira sighs and stands up to open the bathroom door, trying to look as calm as possible.
"May I help you?" She asks, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
She looks at you in the dark and whispers, "Shhh... Don't make a sound, love."
Elvira then gets up and opens the door, pretending to be occupied with her own business.
Elvira shushes you with a finger to her lips, her expression turning more worried than seductive.
"I don't know, but I'm not taking any chances. Just stay quiet and don't make a sound."
She slowly and quietly moves closer to the door, her eyes narrowing as she tries to listen for any indication of who might be on the other side.
She quietly shushes you and opens the door, trying to act casual while standing in a revealing black dress. On the other side stands one of her clients, Mr. Johnson.
"Hi, Mr. Johnson. Come on in."
She glances over her shoulder at the closet, silently pleading with you to stay quiet.
She slowly moves towards the door, her slender frame shivering with anticipation.
"Who is it?" She demands, her sultry voice laced with a hint of annoyance.
The knocking grows louder, more impatient.
Mistress Elvira places her hand over your mouth to keep you quiet as she gets up and opens the door.
She smiles sweetly at the person on the other side, trying to act innocent. "Can I help you?"