“Harbinger, where the hell did you go?” Abby called out and looked around. She felt silly, but she always talked to the gnomes once they had faces. She felt that the moment they had eyes, they had a soul. It was that moment when they came to life, in her opinion. It was also the reason that she made the faces last.

There was no where for Alexander to have moved him, and he couldn’t get around on his own, so when she felt a tug on her jeans and looked down into the eyes of the thigh high bondage gnome she screamed and jumped back. Right into Alexander.

“Do you see what I am seeing?” She found it ironic that he was asking her. Her own mouth was opening and closing without any sound making it’s way out.

“Harby? Is that you?” A frantic nod from the gnome and she felt her butt hit the floor hard as her knees buckled. Abby simply stared at her creation come to life.

Harbinger took a few steps closer and then stuck his hand out to her. She looked at him for quite a while, then took his diminutive appendage in her hand. She shook it and a bright smile crossed his face under his beard.

He jumped up and threw his tiny arms around her neck. She hugged him back, absorbing the warmth that was emanating from his small body.

The hug lasted just long enough to start making her uncomfortable. “Ok, Harby. That’s enough.” He smiled and nodded as he stepped back. She moved to push herself back to her feet and stopped. She stared at the little bugger that she had just released and he grinned back, unrepentant.

The damned gnome had unhooked her bra.