"You've been such a good boy. All locked up for nearly a month... I bet you want to come out to play, don't you. Clean my feet. Make them clean with your mouth. I'll let you out to play...You're mine. Your little pp is mine....and so is that milk. You're going to give it to me. Roll onto your back so I can rub your tummy and let your little wiener out....you know, if you make a mess on my feet.....you'll have to clean it up..."