Who:<a class="link link--external" href="https://www.imagefap.com/photo/1252577770/?pgid=&amp;gid=8557140&amp;page=0" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Jennifer Jackson</a>(NSFW)<br/>Where: Front Door of the Rollins Home<br/>When: 9:15am Friday Morning<br/>Tagging:<a class="username" data-user-id="17729" data-username="@xavierrol" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/17729/">@xavierrol</a><br/><br/>Not even his smile could mask his dominating presence. Something told Jennifer that smiling wasn't something that came easy to him. Imposing and strict. Jennifer understood that she better be on her best behavior. "Yes, Mr. Rollins". She could feel his eyes on her, it made her feel intimidated to say the least. Her gaze instantly darted towards the floor as she held her hands, like a punished schoolgirl standing in front of her teacher.<br/><br/>Jennifer was wearing white sneakers, jeans and a black top. Nothing fancy in case she would get dirty at work. His questions needed no answer, she wouldn't even know what to say. "Nobody told me about a dress code" wouldn't cut it with him.<br/><br/>She followed him down the hallway, seeing more of the house. His demands were out of the ordinary, but Jennifer had nothing to hide. It didn't even cross her mind to object in case someone came in and took her things. Could that even happen? She didn't know, but she let down her guard there and it would bother her for the rest of her shift. "I better leave my things in my car the next time" she thinks to herself.<br/><br/>"Yes, sir. Understood" she confirmed, slightly annoyed. What would she even steal, that ugly Chinese vase they walked past? "At least it pays well", she thought to herself.<br/><br/>"If you tell me what you need of me, I will begin right away and not waste your time, Sir"