Try to get her to come over

A slow grin spreads across your face. "Prove it to me. How much do you wish I was there. You know where I am. You could always come here, instead."

She moans softly. "But, Master... there would be talk... I have no problem being your little toy, but you wouldn't want to get yourself fired, would you?" She sounds like she's pouting. "Then I wouldn't have anyone to teach me good manners."