You come home from a long day, dropping your weapons kit and vest by the door before looking up to see Narilla sitting in your recliner, her legs hiked up on the arms and your ps7 controller pressed against her panties, squealing in delight when it vibrates and shouting obscenities at the screen. Call of duty 15. She pops one of the muffs off of her ears as you enter, looking over at you and grinning before saying, "Welcome back Daddy. Let me finish this round and I'll get off. I have been attention deprived all day and require maintenance." for the past 6 years some variation of this routine has been going on when you get off work. It was comfortable, and Ari had been worth every soul you'd paid for her.