Alice once again does as she is told.  She turns the door knob and enters the room.  Her muscle memory had already taken over by the time she saw the... figure before her.  She was half way into a bow before she took in his tempting physique.  She could feel the blood rushing to her face; she couldn't fight it.<br/><br/>Alice could have simply hung her master's clothes somewhere for him to grab but the sight of him almost had her in a trance.  She walked straight up to him and presented his garments with a smile.  She told herself her starring wasn't obvious.<br/><br/>"Here you are master.  I hope my selection suits you." She spoke in a higher pitch, unexpectedly high.  Without thinking she let a few more words slip.  "I think you would look great."<br/><br/><em>Too much Alice...</em><br/><br/>