Yeah, you say Carrie and you finish it (disaster, for you)

"Carrie, that's enough," you say, "I think it's time to stop, he's already finished on you, in you. I think that's what we were talking about, that's the satisfaction we were talking about. I think we're done."

Carrie lifted her head from the floor, breaking away from licking, and looked at you carefully, and then smiled. "No," she answered and added seriously, "Master will tell you himself when he is satisfied, and what I need to do for this, and until then, be kind, do not interfere with me and continue filming." Carrie returned to her work, continuing to lick the floor from urine with such a look as if her life depended on it. You're upset to hear this answer, but you do what she asks. The recording continues for a few more minutes, while Carrie carefully licks every inch, then she finishes, takes the phone and sends the video to her sister. Then she gets up and heads to the homeless man's room to be ready in the morning. And you are left to think about how to solve the problem.