When her master arrived, she was lying on the floor playing with ink as if it was a watercolor. She was wearing black knee socks, white panties, and an oversized dark-brown sweater that has a bear roaring on it. She was so into her art that she didn't realized he was there until she heard his voice, which never fails to make her heart stop. "I am home, little whore. Is this how you receive your master?" "I’m sorry, sir, I...