Let her stay.

Your goodnatured heart gets the better of you. You can't cast this girl to the curb, so you make her an offer.

"All right, fine. You can stay here, but I can't just let you stay for nothing. I have to feed myself too. Help me clean up around the house and stuff, and you can stay for now. I'll figure things out tomorrow or something. Is that fine, Mira?"

Her face brightens into the happiest expression you've ever seen in her life. Her bright blue eyes shimmer with joy as she runs at you to wrap her arms around your torso. She squeeze you tight. It's incredibly strange feeling a ghostly hand fondle your manhood while a girl hugs you. Thankfully it's only for a moment before she lets go.

She looks up at you.

"Thank you so much! What's your name?"

"John Doe."

"Yes! I finally have someone. I'll do everything I can to help around the house, Master Doe."

She wags her tail and runs off into the living room. Master? What have you gotten yourself into? You turn around to see her picking up things you left around the room. Maybe this'll work after all. You move back to the sofa and sit down with a relaxing sigh. Your eyes catch her skip around the room. It distracts you enough where you forget to turn the television on for an embarrassing amount of time.

"Mira. Can you maybe work towards a different outfit some day if you're going to say here?"

She walks in front of the television with a frown. She takes hold of her chest, shifting it up and down within her black brassiere.

"You don't... like my clothes?"

"Oh! No, no. It looks fine. It's just getting colder you know."

"Master cares so much about me. I'll get some new clothes! Right after a nap."

She smiles and runs off. It goes quiet after that.

You aren't so sure about this master thing, but you lean back in the couch and finally rest a bit. Time passes. You play some video games, watch some shows, and during this time, the stroking seems to basically disappear. Thank goodness. Out of all times today, this has been the best breath-catching time. Your arousal subsides quite a bit.

You assume Mira is still sleeping, but you make yourself a simple dinner of some eggs and bacon. You sit on the couch and begin eating when you hear thumping that's only crowing louder.

Mira comes bursting into the room, and she sniffs the air. She licks her lips and stares intently at your plate.

You sigh.

"I'll eat some and you can have the rest. How about that?"

"Thank you so much, Master Doe! I'll accept anything you give me."

Obediently, she sits down beside you with her hands on her bare lap. She seems to be trying very hard to act proper, though you can see her tremble in anticipation. You finally finish enough of the meal to hand it to her and she devours it with her bare hands. What time is it? It's getting to be evening now.

"Another nap, now," she mutters. "Or just back to the same nap."

She strolls slowly back away like a zombie.