whyexactly:

“Stay,” he said as he tied off the belt. She was confused, he never answered the door during playtime.

From what she could tell, the visitor on the porch was a pretty young girl canvassing for one of those environmental organizations; he invited her in.

As she gave her speech, he flirted shamelessly, knowing very well that he could be heard throughout the house. Before long, he could hear his girl begin to whimper and whine, shifting around on the floor in frustration.

“Do you have a dog?” the visitor asked.

“I do,” he replied, unable to keep the smile from spreading across his face, “she’s been restless; I think she’s in heat. I should go check on her, but before you go here’s the donation I promised you yesterday, thanks so much for coming back this afternoon.”