<div class="floatleft">(http://www.yowazzup.com/blog/images/olga-kurylenko/olga-kurylenko-07.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Mélissa Auvray</strong>aka<strong>Mél</strong><br/><strong>Species/Element:</strong>Non Magic<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>same as picture<br/><strong>Time:</strong>August 1st:<strong>3:30pm</strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Evans Day Spa: Mel's Private Office (http://www.commercialofficefurniture.org/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/Elegant-Small-Office-Ideas.jpg)<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>NPC: new staff member, Open<br/>- Thoughts: Theo<br/><hr/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">music playing in background</div><div class="spoiler_body">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BjOmE53niTE</div></div><br/>Mel's office, like usual was a revolving door of people, she had told her receptionist that she wasn't here to take clients, that any appointments she had would have to be given to someone else who was working, but that didn't mean she wasn't here for her staff members, for her team. She would be glad when Theo showed up with the things. That was one of the primary concerns that seemed to keep getting brought up. 'What about the new room?' 'When will the new room be ready?' Of course she would worry about that tomorrow, she had other things she needed to get done. She had so much paper work to sort through. It was that time of year again. Tourists were around, then there was part time job seekers, and full time job seekers. Not to mention pay rolls and who even knew what all else was on her desk.<br/><br/>Then there was what was on her mind. The man from Stonehenge Antiquities. She hadn't been able to get him out of her mind since she left his shop. She never got involved with clients, she never allowed herself to get attached, but... He wasn't a client was he? No, no he wasn't. She was a customer for his store, and even then she wasn't. She represented the spa that wished to do business with him. She sat a pile of paperwork on the floor beside her couch as she laid there, looking up at her ceiling. She had to be crazy to get involved with him, to get involved with anyone but she couldn't help it.<br/><br/>All she could think about was being wrapped in his warm embrace, doing anything, camping, fishing, rock climbing, sitting watch the sun rise, the sun set, even watching a chick flick. Not that they were really her type, nor did she figure they were his but it was the idea that she'd be with him. Then there was her deeper desire to strip him down and lay her on one of her beds, preferably the one in her new home she was building. Allowing them absolute privacy as she ran her hands over every inch of him.<br/><br/>Mel sighed contently in her thoughts as the door flew open once more. She could feel a soft growl in her throat as she looked at the door, it was one of the new members of the staff. He was taking in one of her clients. Of course he was, anything to completely destroy her thoughts. Not that she was upset, she did really need to get back to work, besides that her thinking of the things she'd do to her on her estate just reminded her that it wasn't ready yet. Of course she wouldn't mind doing him at his place either. Mel pointed to the desk where a few loose papers sat.<br/><br/>"Right there is all you need.<acronym title="Now out!">maintenant Out</acronym>"<br/><br/>As she young man left and closed the door Mel sat up and shook her head. He shouldn't be working with that client, he's to wet behind the ears, her only option at this point however was to tend to the client herself.<br/>