Nuzzle neck-kiss pet pet.

"Yeah, probably. Get dressed before I have an internal conflict about that." Isabella gives her a little shove, then pulls on her own clothes.

She is supervised. "Pet," says Isabella reproachfully.

"Yes, ma'am?"

"I do not like having internal conflicts, lovely."

"Sorry, ma'am," she says, and speeds up and gets dressed already.

"It's all right. I'll walk with you to lunch," she adds, slipping into her shoes and picking up her cane.

Shoes, and then walking to lunch!

Food! Being petted! Sexiest dom! All good things.

Yeah, Sadde's gonna stay over here and not go interact with Jackson for now.

Work: is bookful.

Working around books is definitely good! Even if what she actually has to do isn't all that engaging, doing it around many books makes her happy.

At dinner, Jackson is there, sitting at a table in a chair, alone. Isabella's not present.

So Sadde walks up to him. "Mind if I join you?"

"Go ahead," he says.

So she does. "How's tricks?"

"They had me do a therapy session. Therapist wants me to try going into town. Just walking around if I can't think of anything to do."

"Oh, cool. Want company?"

"Sure. I mean, if you aren't doing anything."