Evangeline's eyebrow arched elegantly as she watched him move around the desk to lean against the wooden frame, exuding confidence and masculinity as he spoke. Her eyes widened in surprise at the fact he claimed she had chosen to wear the scandalous thing that couldn't come close to being called clothes. It had been handed to her, with no other substitute for uniform, and the stockings had practically been forced up her legs by his very hands. A small shudder ran down the girls back as she imagined the sensation of his strong and steady hands slowly sliding the fishnets up the pale length of her leg. The way his fingers would travel, exploring every nook and cranny of her leg, like it was his first time before dropping it, maybe with a kiss and turning to her other.<br/><br/>With slight hesitation, the young woman took a step forward, her head tilted at an angle as she digested everything he had just said.<br/>"Why am<i>I </i>so different from any other maid you've had on her knees before you? You don't know me...Let's be real, you want sex and to feel like you're in charge of every one and everything,"  As her voice, laced with a hint of disapproval, rang through the large office she moved towards the man. A hand slowly finding his shirt covered torso, pressing gently against it and allowing the firmness and warmth of his body to meet hers, as her eyes flickered to meet his.<br/>"I'm not Norah...I have a backbone and I can say no, something I can already tell you dislike.." She murmured softly,  her hand moving gently up his chest before disappearing as quickly as it arrived.<br/><br/>Evangeline stayed close, the heaving of her chest matching his as she took and watched carefully for the outburst of laughter or anger that she was expecting from the man. He was a rich kid, nobody had probably said no to him in his life, let alone somebody like her.<br/>She wasn't even saying no to his advances, not completely as everytime he reached out and made an offer to her, her body betrayed her. Relenting to every touch, and reacting just like he yearned, granting them both the pleasure they had both seemed so desperate for in times such as this afternoon.<br/>But Evangeline had no interest in being discarded like somebody would a stray.