"I am a slutty little sissy."

Oh yes you are, aren't you... Paul?

the security system says, making you flush with embarrassment.

But then, praise the lord, you hear a deep *thunk* somewhere behind the door. Turning the handle, you press gently and the massive door slowly swings open, letting you into to the foyer of the house.

"Finally," you mutter to yourself stepping inside.

But then you pause... it knows my name? How does it know my name?

Something about that freaks you out.