Kerstin sighs deeply, both her palms resting atop her waist in a respectful manner, her own pure white dress, white shoulder to hip sash & round glasses all apart of her appearance... A moment later Kerstin spots her Mistress looking out a stain glass window out towards a snowy field... Kerstin sighs once more and decides to walk towards her... All while certain thoughts echo throughout her head, one's of perversion that she cannot understand why they are there... Yet, she knew in the past she fell to those very thoughts... Kerstin shakes her head as she then stops near her Mistress and says in a soft tone| "Mid-december... You doing okay, Miss Ahlers?"