I am taking off my underwear and holding them in my hands now because you told me to. I am placing my underwear in my mouth so that a little bit of them sticks out now. I am getting on my hands and knees and placing my face down on the hardwood floor so that the little part of my underwear that is sticking out is also touching the floor. I am cleaning the floor you are peeing on now with the little part of my underwear and my eyebrows and some of my hair. I can feel some of the pee drip onto my back, which is bared, while I move my face around the hardwood floor. I am lifting my head up now because you told me to and then you spit right in the middle of my face, which is already wet, so I’m not feeling it except for the force of it when it hits the bridge of my nose and the lower part of my left eye. I am lowering my head and going back to cleaning the floor because you say to. I am continuing to move my face around on the hardwood floor until you say otherwise, and it seems like a very long time you do not say otherwise because my head keeps moving back and forth on the hardwood floor, with the little part of my underwear sticking out of my mouth, soaking up the pee that you have made there. Later, after the hardwood floor is clean, I am remembering the one thought I had during the whole scene, because it is indeed the only single thought I had during the whole scene, which branched into many single thoughts, perhaps from the same single tree of thought, and it is: I am cleaning now the mess I myself have made, I made this mess myself and now I am cleaning it, This mess I made myself is what I must clean right now, Now I myself am cleaning a mess I myself made, This is a mess I made myself and now I must clean it, I clean mess I made.