As the elevator door opens they get on, he allowing her to go first, of course.  They step in and he pushes the button for the 14th floor where his, no their offices are.  As the doors close she begins to question him about the gathering at his townhouse, and he listens politely to what she has to say before any reply.<br/><br/>With a chuckle he says  “No Amy, you won’t have to decorate the townhouse, the décor will remain pretty much as normal, but I will need you to help with the preparations and perhaps help to put away some of the more ‘breakable’ pieces that have been known to get jostled when the party gets rolling good.  I hope you won’t be skittish about the ones who choose to stay for the more fun parts of the party, because I would really like for you to enjoy all that I have to offer.”  He has spoken, and probably out of place, but what has been said is there to be taken for what it is, however she wants to interpret it.<br/><br/>He eyes her carefully to see if she has caught the transparent meaning of his overt words, but he can’t tell for sure.  When the elevator doors open at the 14th floor she asks when he’ll have the time to plan the party, and he simply replies “Let’s see how this afternoon goes and perhaps we can go over to my place at the end of business today.  If that isn’t too soon for you that is.  But first, let’s get you some working knowledge of how this agency, or should I say our office works.”  They walk side by side to the office and he opens the door for her to enter.  As she passes the doorway he closes it behind them and walks to his desk, gesturing for her to take a seat in the chair he would normally sit at to review ad layouts on the large screen.<br/><br/>He picks up the phone and buzzes his secretary and as she answers he tells her “No calls for two hours, I’m tied up with a training program” and sets the phone back on the hook.  He picks up the remote control for the screen and walks around the desk and positions himself behind Amy as he clicks the remote control to show the images of a new layout.<br/>“As you can see we have all of the most advanced graphic and photographic programs available; with this you and I can take the designer’s creations and revamp them any way we wish.”  With that he clicks the remote again and a view of a lingerie ad comes onto the wall sized screen.  He has been watching her as she gazed at the images on the screen; her eyes seem so transfixed that she doesn’t even notice he is staring down her blouse at the wonderful flesh of her cleavage.  As the image appears he moves to her side and leans down to show her how to manipulate the image, but in so doing places his free hand on her shoulder and says “Here, let me show you a couple of tricks” as she sees that indeed by pressing the arrows it will alter the image, even rotate the figure and bend her in any direction necessary for the look they desire.  As he stops the image is of a hot young model barely covered in any way, her derriere fully in view with but a thong covering the crack and her boobs hanging precariously from the top of a demi-bra that would only cover her nipples without a retouching of the final art.  He hands her the remote and says “You try it, see what you can come up with” and squats down next to her, his hand slipping down the length of her upper arm and resting on her thigh.  “You know I think you have potential, so let’s see what you’ve got Amy.”<br/>