Answer call

You hesitantly answer the call and see the face of a beautiful matronly woman on the screen. Her expression changes from a quizzical one to that of someone who was pleasantly surprised that a face was staring back.

"Well hello hun" she proclaims in a sing-song voice.

"Hi" you respond shyly after a brief delay.

"Is that any way to greet your mother the first time you see her?" she responds in a stern tone. "I said hello."

"Sorry. Hello mommy."

"That's better.. Well aren't you a little cutie! you must be getting ready to go to bed. It's a school night I know. But before you get tucked in, I want you to run to a mirror so mommy can see what you're wearing. Understand sweetie?"

"yes mommy." you reply and hurriedly bounce off your bed and across the room to the full length mirror on the back of your bedroom door. You're wearing a t-shirt and a pair of black boxer briefs. You flip to camera from the front facing one to the back and in the corner of your screen a tiny image of your slim frame appears. With the phone held up near your face, you and Katherine both examine your figure.

"You're so cute!" she squeals bringing a glow to your cheeks. Katherine seems to have the ability to fill you with butterflies with just the slightest show of her approval. "Turn slowly so Mommy can see you."

You begin turning making sure to keep the camera pointed at the mirror. Looking down at your bare feet you realize how impulsive you're being. You haven't objected to a single request Katherine has made. While this seems to be the preferred means of interaction for her, you find some small comfort in allowing Katherine to decide what happens next. Simply doing what she asks, somehow makes this odd situation less nerve-racking. You tell yourself that turning your brain off for the time being and following instructions sounds easy and might even lead to more praise from your new friend.

"Good boy." Katherine's voice coos from the speaker of your phone. "Now get back into bed sweetie."