<strong>Tom O'Riley ...Continuing at the Front Desk ....seems to be a busy place ...as the noise of others arriving ...Security moving in and out ...helping to secure vehicles and such . Beatrice returning with the words sent from Roxanne. </strong><br/><br/>Tom glanced over and blinked ...was that Thaddeus ....oh heaven sakes what an important guest they had coming in now . As he moved to check the books ...a little distracted by the new employee and the lovely lady . Keeping an eye on how he handled that situation for she might look like a dainty beauty in need of protecting but that was FAR FAR from the case . He had an ear to the rumor network and that young lady could turn on a dime and oh god help the poor son of a bitch that ruffled her petticoats the wrong way .<br/><br/>Though she was accommodating him into the office as the door shut and the distinct noise of the locking mechanism going into effect . Tom said a small prayer for the young man ...as he was already starting to like the buck . Writing on his application ..< Found his balls anyways > ....smirking . Ahh yes indeed Thaddeus was in Room 105 . Preparing to get things ready for the man . As he did not wish to upset the militarian god ...what a genesis he was indeed and gracing his presence here would be most wonderful . To be a fly on the wall in the VIP area when General Thaddeus and Dr Bahl would exchange their views . Oh now that made Ole Tom positively giddy with excitement as he seemed to get off on such things .<br/><br/>Beatrice (http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y200/babycakes_0765/Steampunk/Beatrice.jpg) popped back into the room ..the hustle and bustle of her skirt drew up the attention of many . She was nervous ..playing with the hem of her skirt as she slide behind the counter . That one finger of hers poking into Tom's shoulder ...poke ...poke ..poke . Tom turned ..<strong>" Good God woman stand back from me ....your crowding me in making me all flustered ...what is it ..spits it out now. "   </strong><br/><br/>Beatrice took a step back and looked down at the tent that was in Tom's pants and she smacked him across the face nice and hard.<strong> " Don't you be accusing me of causing that there tent in your britches ..."</strong>as she wiggled her finger at him .<strong>" you Horny old toad you Thomas O'Riley ...you be rubbing up on the desk again ...seeing to many pritty ladies and a day dreaming ...oh no this not be any fault of mine . Running your errands as you plays with yourself behind the desk . "</strong>as she slammed her hand down on the books .<br/><br/>Tom's face turned all red as her tried to cover up his hard on ...oh bloody hell as he growled at her ..<strong>" I was NOT REFERRING to that ISSUE Beatrice . Of course your not responsible , Now settle your ass down before I spank ya . " </strong><br/><br/>Beatrice's eyes went wide and an anger filled her as she reached out and grabbed hold of his tie and pulled him down .<strong> " Listen here you croutchity bastard ...I ain't afraids of the likes of you . I'll snip that thing off you even think of implying I not good enough to be causing an issue like that in a man . No get the musician a room as the Lady Roxanne don't want him to be a awaiting on her in the lobby while she gets dressed for the night . "</strong>letting go of the tie as Tom was gasping for air ...what in the sam hell got into that woman . She flipping on both sides of the coin faster than Tom's head could keep up with her .<br/><br/><strong>" Fine ..put the damn musician in Room ...103 ...please escort him there and try not to mull the man ...got your panties in a wad Beatrice for no reason . " </strong>As Tom tried to straighten his vest ...loosen the tie . Muttering something about someone needing a good roll in the hay a bit more than he did . Women , never making up their minds . She just had to cause a big scene with all these people looking on .<strong>" Mister ...Anguish ...come on up and sign in ..We Shall move that musical contraption and any other bags you have up to the Room . " </strong>passing over his paperwork .<strong>" Please read the rules and that for the club ...Miss Beatrice here will be showing you to the room . Hand over any weapon you might have to George over there . And be careful of the little one ...as she seems to be a bit more feistier than usual . " </strong>Shaking his head ..well at least that tent in his britches was no more .<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Moving up to the front desk, he placed the items in a row near where George would stand. “Tom sir, there are several items here that need extra caution when being stored. This pistol here apparently holds some kind of flesh eating bacteria bullets. This pendant here is capable of quite the bang if mishandled.” Looked at the items once more and then glanced at Lilith. “One other thing sir, the lady has asked for an escort to the Playground. I am unsure of the procedures so I felt it best to ask you what the policy is given that she requested me as an escort.”</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Tom looked over at the new employee ...and reached for a map of the facilities ....and shoved it into his chest .<strong> " Here , ...Victor Right ...the lady is in Room 104 ....and the playground area is clearly marked . You go ahead and escort the woman down ...have yourself a look about the place and come backs up here within the hour and we will be talking of things like your pay and get you a room to sleep in and the likes of finalizing the process. Screw up , step out of line and you be shown the door . GOT ME . "</strong>growling at the boy a little undeserving but Tom was about fed up with this group gathering in his lobby . Nodding his head to Lillith as she seemed to be exiting the office area , damn if she wasn't going to start his manhood back into a solid erection as visions of her hiking the skirt up and the soft silky hose on those legs . Ummmmm ....to touch them , run his hand over them .<br/><br/>Turning back to the musician ....<strong> " Oh yes and I be needing that Flask if you don't mind turning it back over . "</strong>hand out stretched to take the thing back from the weird looking minstrel man.<br/><br/>Beatrice had moved over onto the other Side of George trying to collect herself ...tapping her foot and that snarling gaze she had when pissed off still direct towards Tom . She tired of being the YO-YO errand girl , soothing things and words over between that man and the Harlots . Then to have him be accusing her of crowding his space ...right trying to hide his own hardon . Looking over at Lillith as the perfume was define ...oh well now this beauty must be what he was back there jerking off over . Making a .. " ummpth " noise as she waited on the musician to finish through everything .