What do you choose?
You ignore Delfina and are about to get dressed.
Delfina leaves the clothes on your bed and is about to leave, but when she is doing so she exclaims
-Oh! It seems that I have rip on the stocking!
And provocatively propping her right leg up on a coffee table you have in your bedroom, she shows you the rip she's made in black lycra stockings. She looks at you, smiling at you, and she winks at you. At that very moment the phone rings.

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