Smilng subtly as Charles, like most men, cant not admire my cleavage, I smile sweetly at him, but not so that Emma will get jealous. I had no idea why they were truly here, but I was about to find out.<br/><br/>Smiling at Emma as she compliments me, I thank her and listen closely. Paintings, grotesque ones, like photographs. Did she mean other slaves, put through their paces, but unlike me, were unwilling. She had questions entering her mind, but spoke none of them, not yet.<br/><br/>Slipping my arm around yours as you offer it to me, I nod my head, as I want them to stay for lunch as well. "Yes, please stay for lunch,both of you. Its just us here, and while I enjoy eating, its so much better with company like you", I said and walk with you from the room.