For a moment, you can't speak. Your jaw drops to the floor and your dick rockets towards the sky, and you just stood there for a bit, silent.
Yoko, of course, picks up on it immediately. "Master? Has this one done something to displease You? Should this one just..." She chokes for a moment, and continues, voice breaking. "Leave?"
That pulls you out of it, fast. "No, no, no...Come on in. And, if you don't mind...stop using 'this one'. You can use pronouns..."
She bounces to her feet, all smiles and sunshine again. "Thank you!!" She grabs the bag and rushes in after you, kicking the door closed almost absently.
You point around your home. "This is the living room...TV, couch, all that. Bedrooms are that way, you'll bunk with me, kitchen and dining room are over there, and bathroom is by the bedrooms. Got it?"
She nodds, the motion doing...interesting things to her chest. You have to hand it to the manufacturers. She looks very real.
You smile at her. "Oh, and Yoko...While you're here, let's set down some ground rules. Sound good?"
She nods again, eagerly. "Sure! What are they?" |