<div style="text-align: justify;">Marie sighed in relief when Shane said he would be okay. She was really worried about the young man’s mental state, and sincerely hoped she could help him. “All right, dear, see you later”, she still added before hanging up. <br/><br/>With a deep sigh, the woman went back to work, her mind still lingering in the conversation she had just ended. She would have to pick out a nice place for them to eat. After some thinking, she decided she would take Shane to a Mom and Pop restaurant she used to go to when she wanted good food for a modest price.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">****************************************</div><br/><br/>Pierre wasn’t a fool, of course. He would never say anything to lead Martin to think that he even considered a long-term relationship. He knew, of course, that it was impossible, but he also knew that even saying anything to this effect would be concerning. And of course, he couldn’t say anything to give even a remote idea about what the plans for Martin were. So, since there would be no consequences, Pierre decided to just enjoy himself until the time for working finally came.<br/><br/>When Martin asked him how he planned on entertaining him, Pierre smiled. With the same elegant pace, the young man walked to the door and locked it. “We don’t want to be interrupted, now do we?”,  he murmured softly. <br/><br/>Once the door was safely locked, Pierre walked back towards Martin. He ran his fingers through the Actor’s hair for a moment, and then sat down next to the other man. “Just relax”, he murmured softly, one of his hands caressing the back of Martin’s neck. After a moment of apparent hesitation, Pierre finally leaned in for a kiss.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">****************************************</div><br/><br/>The Lady didn’t really care about whether or not Rich believed every word she said. As long as he did what he was supposed to, he could think whatever he wanted. <br/><br/>When Rich said she was the queen of his world, the Lady smiled. His question about showing him how she’d treat him should she make him her king made the Lady smile again.<br/><br/>“As you wish, Your Majesty”, she whispered, imagining the effect that would have on Rich’s already huge ego. Kissing the man’s neck, she beckoned him to lie on the bed with his back up, starting to massage the man. “I will start by relaxing you, my King”, the Lady muttered, starting with a massage that seemed to intend more to get the man aroused than relaxed. “Do you like it, Your Majesty?”, she asked, softly, while fighting the temptation to kill the bastard right away.</div>