She comes walking in with you still in the same spot she left you. Her heels are clanking hard on the ground, you can tell she's already not happy. You look up at her towering over you as she begins insulting you and scolding you. She teases you with her yellow leather thigh high boots, thinking you're going to get a taste of them only to move them away from you at the last second. She sits down and rubs her boots while continuing to tell you that you aren't going to get to lick them or touch and that you just need to stay over there and...well...just stay over there.