The handsome, darkly featured club owner nodded his approval at her words, leaning back once more into his chair.  She certainly had all of the skills he required for the job and if she did indeed prove to be truthful to her non-judgmental nature, then he was more than happy to have her on as his personal assistant.  All that remained to be tested was the terms of her employment and her willingness to do as he asked, no matter what he asked her to do.  He cleared his throat as he slipped her resume back into the manila folder and focused his attention solely on her.  His piercing eyes seemed to stare into the most intimate parts of her, searching for something that lacked definition but was there nonetheless.<br/><br/>"That is good to hear.  Our club caters to many different sorts of people, with varying tastes and expectations.  There is good money to be made in fulfilling everything they might want while being discrete about it.  If you do indeed measure yourself as someone who does not judge and is willing to do whatever it takes to make them happy, then you will go far here."<br/><br/>That serpentine smile returned and he paused, studying her beautiful face.<br/><br/>"As my personal assistant, I expect my orders to be followed to the letter.  No questions, just carry them out and do what I require.  Do you think you can handle that?  Or do you have an issue with being told what to do, especially if it might be somewhat out of the ordinary at times?"