how warm it was in the house in comparison to how it was outside. It was like both the heaters and the fireplace were both on which made the place like a winter cabin in a mountain resort. You had to admit, it was very nice.
"Hello?" you called out. "Stacy, dear, are you in here?"
"I'm just in here!" Stacy responded in the back room "Why don't you come here and tell me how your day went?" You could hear Stacy's voice drifted from one side of the house to the other. You decided to follow where her voice was, but as you went from the front door, you could hear a continued rustling sound that was hard to place...it sounded a bit like a large roll of silk fabric being dragged over a stone floor a...very...very large roll of silk fabric.
As you walk down the coridor, something caught the corner of your eye. You saw something slender slip under for a second, before it went away. You couldn't figure out what it was.
"I'm right here, don't be shy." Stacy invited, who liked she was siting on a couch in the living room, with no sight of her legs.
You continue to follow Stacy's voice to the right towards the living room, as she's there waiting for you....