Walking into their room, Camari looks around amazed.
“Right pet. Obviously, no way to cook, so we will go out and grab food to bring back—one person, not us both. I'll go now pet and grab us food. You get comfy.” Camari's eyes spark with interest.
“Get comfy Master?” She looks at him as he reaches the door.
“Yes, pet, I'll be back soon.” He walks out, Camari walking around the room smiling. Her hand grabs the blindfold. He said to get comfy, and in this room, one way is certain to make her comfortable and relax. Slowly she strips, walking to the mat she kneels smiling as she slides the blindfold on. Her hands are settling palm down on her lap. Staying kneeling, she smiles. A while passing by as she hears the door opening. The footsteps are getting closer as her body burns at the exci
