"Humans have never been rational creatures," he said with a shrug. "I suppose they think that if they watch me, they will catch me if I try anything. As there is little they could do to stop me, they are lucky I have no interest in putting my genitals where they are not wanted." He rubbed his fingers together to buff away the little bit of lipstick that had gotten on him.
How interesting, the way this little game seemed to please her. He would not press her for details of what she liked in particular, lest she misunderstand what he wanted her for. She seemed like the sort of girl who'd been asked for sex often enough that she might offer it out of habit, and he had no interest in that kind of offer. He found it… depressing.
He paused. "Ah! I think you have misunderstood." He gestured to her using the lipstick brush. "This is yours now. You will not be putting those other clothes back on while you are under my roof. Yes? You will leave here looking pretty as a picture, as all good girls should." He put his left hand under his right elbow, put the handle of the makeup brush in his teeth to look her over. "Would you have picked a different outfit, if you have known?" he asked, a touch disappointed. He had been so delighted when she'd chosen so well.
"At any rate," he said, setting the brush aside to walk through the kitchen, "here are your books." He tapped the cover of the book on top of the little stack that he'd set onto one of the counters. "Take as much of the brioche as you would like, and many apples. Leave me a few of those, at least, so I have something to pair with the brie. You may retrieve your clothes whenever you are ready to go – make as many trips as you must to avoid bringing your bag back inside. If you would prefer to sit a while, I do not mind."
His house was comfortable. The street was not. He did not begrudge her wanting to enjoy it while she was able.
He pulled his gloves back onto his hands, but did not bother with his cane. He was feeling cheerful and magnanimous and well-fed. "I shall retrieve a mirror for you, to appreciate your transformation." He headed back to that locked room, where this time it took a bit of digging to find the full-length floor mirror. The frame was carved from cherry wood to look like a wreath of blossoms, and it was tall enough that he could see the whole of himself, if he wanted. He set it in front of the door to the backyard, in the hall so it would not take too much work to return it to storage.
How interesting, the way this little game seemed to please her. He would not press her for details of what she liked in particular, lest she misunderstand what he wanted her for. She seemed like the sort of girl who'd been asked for sex often enough that she might offer it out of habit, and he had no interest in that kind of offer. He found it… depressing.
He paused. "Ah! I think you have misunderstood." He gestured to her using the lipstick brush. "This is yours now. You will not be putting those other clothes back on while you are under my roof. Yes? You will leave here looking pretty as a picture, as all good girls should." He put his left hand under his right elbow, put the handle of the makeup brush in his teeth to look her over. "Would you have picked a different outfit, if you have known?" he asked, a touch disappointed. He had been so delighted when she'd chosen so well.
"At any rate," he said, setting the brush aside to walk through the kitchen, "here are your books." He tapped the cover of the book on top of the little stack that he'd set onto one of the counters. "Take as much of the brioche as you would like, and many apples. Leave me a few of those, at least, so I have something to pair with the brie. You may retrieve your clothes whenever you are ready to go – make as many trips as you must to avoid bringing your bag back inside. If you would prefer to sit a while, I do not mind."
His house was comfortable. The street was not. He did not begrudge her wanting to enjoy it while she was able.
He pulled his gloves back onto his hands, but did not bother with his cane. He was feeling cheerful and magnanimous and well-fed. "I shall retrieve a mirror for you, to appreciate your transformation." He headed back to that locked room, where this time it took a bit of digging to find the full-length floor mirror. The frame was carved from cherry wood to look like a wreath of blossoms, and it was tall enough that he could see the whole of himself, if he wanted. He set it in front of the door to the backyard, in the hall so it would not take too much work to return it to storage.
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