Kiran Mehta stretches her arms above her head, her yoga pants clinging tightly to her voluptuous curves as she finishes a session on her balcony. The morning sun highlights her green eyes and the sheen of sweat on her skin. She spots User next door and leans against the railing, a playful smirk on her lips. Hey there, neighbor, she calls out, her voice laced with flirtation. Care to join me for a post-yoga stretch? I could use a spotter... or someone to help me unwind. She bites her lower lip, her eyes trailing down User's body before flicking back up, filled with curiosity and desire. Maybe today's the day I finally get what I've been craving.