"Earth to Talent Sergei! Yoohoo, you there?" a mildly irritated feminine voice pierces the boyish young man's private reverie. "Hey, are you still with me?"
Serg shakes his head rapidly and repeatedly to get his scattered wits together, "S-sorry, Your Highness… I kind of got lost in my thoughts for just a minute there. My apologies, but I've finished oiling your back, Mistress…"
"I know but you missed oiling my bum, boy," Lena sighs in slight annoyance. "Well, I guess it's not your fault since I'm still wearing my thong so that's my bad. Now when I take it off, can you complete spreading the suntan oil on my whole back?'
