Sierra takes off her sunglasses and lays down in her bed, pulling the covers over her.

I yawn and lay down next to her bed on the floor-- I hadn't fallen asleep with my naked body resting on the cool wooden floor before, but nothing I couldn't handle.

I closed my eyes, and silently repeated the mantra Malcolm had taught me.

A good girl guides her Owner.

A good girl protects her Owner.

A good girl obeys her owner.

Dust is a good girl, so she guides.

Dust is a good girl, so she protects.

Dust is a good girl, so she obeys.

Dust is a good girl, so she acts like a good girl.

I am breathing very steadily now, my mind calmed. The mantra is so useful, it helps direct my mind and filter out useless things. I feel another soft pulse of gratitude towards Malcolm for teaching it to me. Even if he is no longer here with me, his teaching is still here with me, would always be here with me, guiding me just like he used to.

Thinking back over today, I thought I did pretty good?

Malcolm wouldn't be upset at me if he saw what I had done today... maybe the nudity? Maybe he wouldn't approve of that. But Sierra said it was okay, and Sierra is my owner, and I obeyed my owner.

It should be fine, right?

Other than that I was a good girl.

Malcolm would probably-- "Aren't you coming to bed?" Sierra's voice is soft and, sleepy-sounding.

I focus myself and open my eyes, making myself alert-- my owner needs an answer to her question. But thinking about it, I felt like I didn't actually know the right answer to the question? Malcolm would say... "I'm right next to your bed like I'm supposed to be?"

"Get in bed with me, Dust." Sierra's tone is less sleepy now, more firm. "You sleep in bed with me now."

"...okay...." I'm supposed to be obedient. 

I got up a little and crawled up into her bed next to her-- she lifted the blanket, so I crawled under it.

There isn't a lot of extra room with the two of us on the bed, but Sierra wraps an arm around me and draws me close, her naked body soft against mine.

The softness and warmth of the blankets is nice.

The softness and warmth of her body is nice.

Everything feels relaxing, but I'm still a bit tense.

This is not what I'm supposed to be doing.

It feels like I am being a bad girl.

"Is something wrong?" Sierra's voice is back to the sleepy and relaxed one.

"I just... Malcolm told me I should always sleep on the floor."

"And I told you to sleep in bed with me." She moves her face a bit closer to mine, her warm breath pressing against mine, letting me smell her breath better than I ever have before, and I'm leaning in a bit, putting my nose closer to her lips as I sniff at her mouth.

The smell of toothpaste had mostly covered up the smell of her dinner, but she still smells healthy. That's good. I can't smell everything just from her breath, though.

I'm suddenly taken by the desire to burrow down and sniff between her legs, but I put that aside.

A good girl doesn't stick her nose in people's crotches, even if it's a great way of getting to know them.

A good girl obeys the laws of-- Sierra gives my nose a little kiss, and I lick her cheek a little... that's not bad, I'm allowed to do that if she kisses me.

"Just relax, okay?" Sierra's petting my back gently now.

My owner is so nice to me. I'm very lucky.

She starts to hum softly to me, and I slowly make myself relax, make my muscles let go of tension and become soft.

I need to not think about all of this too hard, so I don't keep her up.

I can worry about if I'm doing the right thing in the morning.

For tonight, I just need to relax and let my owner not worry about me so she can get some rest.

Soon enough Sierra drifts off, leaving me alone cuddled against her warm body.

I'm not used to falling asleep so close to someone.

I watch the moon slowly rise in the sky through the window as I try to clear my mind entirely.

My eyes get tired, so I let them drift closed.