Victor Pollock (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82816.msg3659716#msg3659716) – Carrying on the Days Rituals.<br/><br/>Victor was in the middle of placing the ledger back in its place when Mrs. Hemlock knocked on his door, with a friend as well. As soon as the woman instructed the slave to kneel, his eyebrows perked up. With a last touch to the ledger, he walked to the both of them and gave Mrs. Hemlock greetings “My don’t you look a sight…almost glowing” He said with a smile, having noticed the woman’s parlor. It would appear that her sexual interlude had produced a few last traces of evidence.<br/><br/>He listened intently, going through his own mental list with what she informed him of “Yes, the footmen will be in formal attire…I’ll even have to use my better suit.” The alcohol for the even had been already secured and paid for, and one of his contacts through the East India Trading Company had procured a fine assortment of cigars. They were currently in his drawer and would be offered to his lord later today.<br/><br/>When he was informed of the slave’s transgressions, he took on a look of mock surprise. “A dress…oh that won’t do Mrs. Hemlock. That won’t do at all.” He looked down and smiled “Crawl to me, dear. This day has the taint of complexity and has made me rather tense. I suppose a good brass cleaning and chimney sweep will do me some good.” He pointed to his crotch “Have at it”. As he waited, he looked towards Mrs. Hemlock and smiled “Now, would that be all, or did you have something to add?”<em>'Yourself, perhaps?'</em>he thought with a naughty inner shine.<br/>