She could feel her mouth go dry while he spoke. She wasn't looking at him and seeing an older man, she was looking at him and seeing a man with a will to match and surpass hers. A man with the will, power, and experience to easily dominate her and have her belly quivering slightly before he even pulled a chair out for her. Settling into the seat he offered her she flashed him a warm smile, meeting his gaze and not bothering to hide the desire that already flowed through her veins.<br/><br/>"Thank you Mr. Artino," she said her voice remaining soft, as demure in her speech as she looked in her dress. "It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance and I appreciate the time to finish my drink."<br/><br/>She was clearly rapt as he spoke of his requiring more of her and not wanting to hear the word 'no' from her. She felt a shiver run down her spine at his words. She didn't know if he saw it but she didn't try to hide it, or the slight trembling of her fingers as she sipped from her drink before asking, "May I ask, do you have any special rules you will require of me when we leave here Mr. Artino?"<br/><br/>His demeanor, the way he took control. She could guess which room he would choose for them and it wouldn't be her bedroom. If he wanted the room she suspected then special instructions were not unheard of and she liked to know the rules going in. It helped to know each clients rules when trying to please them.