Slowly but surely Nora weaved her way through the crowd. Just as slowly her confidence level rose. Not a small task as she tried avoid bumping into the clientele. It wasn’t surprising to have seen the security at the door or how tight it was.<br/><br/>Luckily they were expecting her. Because she wouldn’t have been let in other ways. Nora wasn’t a social elite. Far from it. She grew up in a middle income family in small town in Georgia. The only reason she was able to go to college was because she worked hard at school and earned a scholarship to Georgia University. Not that she was envious of them. Well maybe a little. She wouldn’t mind just have a little of their money. In way she would with this job. Her thoughts were brought short as she felt arm slip around her waist. She jumped just a little. Smile a little as she recognized the deep male voice whisper in her ear. Micheal Dythil she said on a whisper more to herself than anything. A shiver of pleasure ran down her spine.  Her eyes darted to him, a smile played at her lips. A light blush hit her cheeks as her heard his complement. She couldn’t remember the last time she had been called radiant<br/><br/>“ Thank  you Mr. Dythil, I hope you don’t mind me saying that you look just as handsome and dashing as you did this morning.” She meant it sincerely and hope that she hadn’t again been to bold with him. “ I try to keep my word when I can” Again choosing her  words carefully. Her tone humble.   Stepping from him  giving them space between them. “You’re club is quite magnificent. It was rather thrilling to see it action.” She almost asked him show her the rest of club but didn’t want to take him from his clients.