Anya giggled.<br/><br/>“Naughty!”<br/><br/>The doorbell rang and the Bunny disappeared from the door. Skye could hear a brief, friendly yet business-like exchange, and then Anya puttered about in the kitchenette. The wafting scent of food reached her...<br/><br/>“Supper is here,” Anya announced, “whenever you are ready. “<br/><br/>She passed by the bathroom again, stripping off the tee shirt as she went.<br/><br/>“I get toys! You finish, we eat, we fuck.”<br/><br/>Yeah, that sounded like a plan...