Strip Helen’s clothes off

You eagerly strip Helen’s tight-fitting uniform off of her. The pizza box slides off her hand and lands on the bed.

“No, please, the pizza’s yours,” Helen says. “I’m not yours!”

You finish stripping her and admire her lovely body. Her snatch is shaved, with a little heart-shaped patch of hair above her slit. She tries to distract you by opening the box and showing you the pizza.