Sarah opens the door. Her hair was a mess. She Was wearing a filthy old white shirt top, and a nice clean pink pair of modest panties with a small blue cat on them. She yawns loudly.<br/><br/><strong>What is it...</strong><br/><br/>She had been asleep, and was not happy being wakened from it. She stank of a weekend of not bathing. Her breath had the stench of a night of sleep, and her lips were a bit chaped. Her skin, flawless when washed, had a dingy dirty look.