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I can’t explain that reluctance, but it was always there and so I tried to put it off as long as I could. I’d believed that after the strange and seemingly random string of coincidences that had led me to find my Master, and then to discover my own true self. He probably expected to catch them fucking me even sooner than it had finally happened. My Master’s desk was before the windows and near it, on a smaller table sat a computer monitor. It was his lingering presence that confused me, as if our Master might appear at any moment and I trembled at the thought of being caught. Papers and pens and a stapler and paper clips, that was all I found. “What are you doing?” Jay was scrambling to get dressed. It made me very thirsty. I didn’t look through any of the other cartons. A soft whine issued from my lungs before I could catch myself and I looked around nervously.