<strong>Marie, Leaving the Front Desk (and Tom as well)</strong><br/><br/>“What do I want?” Marie asked Tom. She smiled up at him, a merry twinkle in her eyes. “Just your cock in my mouth, and maybe a creamy surprise if I do my job right. And I’m<em>your</em>servant, Tom … I’m here to please you, and make you feel good.” She reached slowly for his still-hard cock, fishing it out of his pants again. She leaned forward, her warm breath brushing over his hardness as she drew her mouth close. “Very, very good … I only want to make you happy … ”<br/><br/>And then, a rap-tap-tapping above, as someone knocked on the desk. The new gentleman – Victor – had some need of Tom, it seemed. Tom turned his attentions away from her, if only for a moment … but when he returned back to her, something about his countenance changed. The way he glared at her, the way he so angrily pulled up his pants and tucked away his hard-on … Marie suddenly felt as though she’d done something wrong. And she hadn’t meant to, she’d only meant to have some fun, and bring a little joy to the oh-so-serious man. But she suddenly felt rather foolish, like she’d been playing some silly game that evidently meant nothing to him, that was simply a waste of his time.<br/><br/>With as much dignity as she could – and, admittedly, there wasn’t much – Marie got up from behind the desk. Before Tom had a chance to go, she leaned in close to him, and kissed him softly on the cheek.<br/><br/>“You’re a good man, Tom O’Riley,” Marie said quietly. “I admire you. And your commitment to things. I never meant to make a fool of you, because you certainly are no fool at all. To anyone. Especially me.”<br/><br/>Marie picked up her skirts, and walked off in the direction of the Playground, pretending like she had somewhere to go, even though she didn’t. She started to sing again, one of her bawdier tunes, pretending she was happy and carefree … it was only when she’d gotten well away from the Front Desk that she ceased her singing, and she took out her lace handkerchief to dab at the hot tears running down her cheeks.<br/><br/><em>Stupid girl,</em>she thought to herself.<em>I’ll not make that mistake again. Keep focused upon business, and not your own silly pleasures …</em>