He smirked at her, obviously amused by her angry reaction.  She had gone through with his request all the same and told him what he wanted to know.  Her choice in undergarments was certainly intriguing and exposed an underlying sense of feminine sensuality that he had only guessed at before.  She had a bit of a temper too and while she was rebellious when pushed too far, she was still compliant.  That was more than enough for him to feel satisfied that she had fulfilled his request.<br/><br/>"Very well.  It's good to determine your boundaries, isn't it?"<br/><br/>His smile never faded as he stood and picked up the manila folder that contained the other applicants' resumes.  He tucked it under one arm as he extended a hand to her.  He had made his decision.<br/><br/>"If you still want the job, it's yours.  The matter of your pay and contract can be dealt with tomorrow morning.  I will go over the rules with you then.  I expect you to dress appropriately, professionally.  Hosiery is a requirement as are heels, a skirt and some sort of blouse and blazer."<br/><br/>He paused then and added quickly.<br/><br/>"Come by tonight if you want to see the club in action.  Actually, I require that you do.  Dress as you will then."