"You know," she says brightly, "Brooke told me that there was some woman you have the hots for living next door... is she the one you're worried about?"
"Yes... yes, m-mistress. Please... please, let's go inside!"
"No... But tell me, slave, what does she look like?"
"No, m-mistress... m-mistress, please, can't we go inside?"
"Describe her first, then I'll think about it..."