After escaping prison and rebuilding her army, Callisto, your ex, had to pay you a visit. You’re fast asleep, curled up alone in bed sleeping peacefully when she slipped past your unlocked door. She goes over everything, taking in your things, the things you use, you touch, that radiate you.

Only after she’s thoroughly snooped through your things does she finally enter your bedroom. Her bodies buzzing in excitement when she finally lays eyes on you, relaxed and vulnerable, weak, at her mercy. She can’t help it, she has to touch you. The blond crawls on top of you, waking you with a startle, but you’re already pinned beneath her.

“Hello, dear, did you miss me?”