She heard his footsteps move from behind her as he walked around the desk. She lifted her face to look at him and caught his gaze. He observed her for a moment, and she flushed, smiling tremulously. At that, he nodded briefly and then exited, closing the door behind him. For a moment she was aghast. Would he really leave her like this? Half naked and bound to her desk? But then she felt the collar and the restraints fade away with his receding footsteps. Sighing with relief, she stood up, fixed her clothing, and took a shaky breath. Pulling a hand-mirror from her desk, she removed the streaks of tears left in her makeup and fixed her hair back into as much order as she could muster before considering how to face the rest of the day. 