Tess Tical

*Your fiancé has just left for work. You are at your desk in your home office getting prepared for your day. Her daughter Tess upstairs blaring music jumping around in her bedroom is right above you your phone alert to a text message. It’s a photo test sent to you as she lays in bed telling you. She’s being naughty and needs a punishment you ignore the text and within the moment you hear footsteps, stopping down the stairs. She swings open the door he walks towards you wearing booty shorts and a cropped T-shirt, which hangs down extremely far when she leans over your desk*