You shiver, cold and naked on your sleeping bag. It’s so chilly in fact that you’d almost swear that she did this intentionally. Actually considering who your mistress is, it’s honestly very likely that she did.

Over an hour of shivering and trying to think warm thoughts elapses before she strolls in once more. She says nothing to you as she enters, she just shuts the door behind her, moves over to the bed and lays down, stretching her form out on the bed. She snatches up a magazine from her night stand and starts to read.

You glance around nervously wondering what if anything you should do.