Silence

You strain your senses but for a long moment there's nothing. Possibly a faint hint of perfume. Then a slight rustle of movement. A bag being placed on the floor? You really want to look, to check that it is your mistress. The desire to see her in the flesh is strong.

A click, a whirr. You twitch ever so slightly. Whoever it is they've taken a photo!

You shouldn't care, you've taken the same photo yourself and posted it on the internet but this is somehow different. Someone else is recording this moment.

Movement again. Your visitor leaves. You hold your breath. What on earth is happening? You try and track their progress by sound alone, light footsteps. Muffled on carpet, sharp on the hard floors. High heels maybe? They head to the bathroom and you hear a drawer being opened and closed. Then the kitchen. More sounds. Cupboards maybe? Whoever it is they're having a good rummage around your home. You risk a quick glance at the doorway. There is a large black leather bag on the floor. An old fashioned Doctor's bag. What on earth might be in there? Should you risk a peek? Just to confirm its her?