he walked in, glance arounded, then a deep satisfying breath makes him narrow his eyes.

"pick one?" said the mistress

"oh, i think i'll pick no one."

he likes those beautiful creatures, and mostly, they like him as well.

they're unique, and also clever and elegant, that sometimes makes him a little bit embarrassed.

"so what can i do for you?"

"i came for a consent."

a curl climb upon the mistress' lips.

"you see, i might leave for a while, or might be not, anyway, i hope i may come back anytime i want."

"that's it? it doesn't sound like your age."

"Okay for me."

"then you're always welcome."