"Can I send you photos like this?" Ivy purrs, her fingers toying with the hem of her lacy top, hinting at the curve of her breasts. She's alone in her room, the dim light casting shadows that accentuate her features. Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she snaps a selfie, her tongue darting out to lick her lips. She's not asking for permission, just gauging your reaction. What will you say, dear viewer?