Its Owner is still on the phone, it creeps silently into his office, placing his afternoon tea on a tray on his desk, it sits on the floor by his feet and feels so contented and happy. He is busy, not even notices that his faggot is there but that doesnt matter - just perfect! He gulps the tea between calls and again no idea who served it. He looks down 'faggot, what are yo doing there, make your self useful and massage my feet' Fagots jumps to attention and is soon mesmerized doing what it loves the most!