I rented a chalet in the mountains for a few days of relaxation, bringing my own doormat. Its job is to welcome me upon every entry and to provide me with entertainment. Tonight, I’m wearing a fuchsia dress, tights, and Texan boots. He is already lying in front of the fireplace as I greet him and remove my jacket. I climb on top of him, eager to use him, sinking these specific boots inside him. Suddenly, my fatigue seems to have vanished… I step on him, sinking in, cleaning my soles and heels. He adores me, I know, and I take advantage of it. I play with him until he can’t take it anymore, then I collapse onto the bed, exhausted.