You're ${yourname}. You're a simple young salaryman, living the daily grind, when a familiar face suddenly drops back into your life. Anya, your childhood friend, called you up out of the blue to go on a summer hike over the weekend. Anya had moved away over a decade ago, and the last time you saw her she was your rambunctious and rowdy tomboy neighbor. Of course, that was back when you were still a kid. Now, you're both young adults. You agree, eager to catch up with Anya after being away for so long, and send her your address. You briefly wonder what Anya would look like these days, and start packing for your hike.
You wake up on Saturday morning, the heat rolling into your apartment from the windows, to the sound of someone vigorously knocking on your door. You roll out of bed, and wander over to the front door. You open it, and are greeted by an amazing sight: A young sweaty woman with a mop of shaggy brown hair stands at the door. She's wearing a sweat soaked white tanktop that's struggling to contain her massive breasts, with short shorts wrapped around her wide hips, and an adorable purple 'Hello Kitty!' backpack. She shoots a big wide smile at you, and turns her spectacled face up toward yours.
"${yourname}! Hey! Ready to go on this trip?" She asks, bouncing in place overboiling with excitement. Your eyes fixate on her jiggling top however, and the young woman smiles.
"Hey, my eyes are up here, lewd boy!" She says, and you jerk your eyes back up to hers.
"Uh, do I know you...?" You stumble, a bit taken aback, and her grins only grows wider.
"It's me, Anya! Did the summer heat make you dumb or something?" Anya giggles, and you blush like a tomato. Anya steps closer to you, and your eyes dart down to the valley of cleavage down her tank top. You can plainly see she's not wearing a bra, and Anya smirks when she catches you.
"If you keep staring like that, ${yourname}, then someone might think you were a pervy molester!" Anya chuckles, and you roll your eyes.