She knocked on the door and waited for the invite; after he entered the room she just stood near the entrance, her head low and eyes on the floor. The...headmistress looked at Olivia up and down, also remaining silent. She had her way of dealing with things. The first time Olivia got herself under her scrutiny she let the girl go fairly quickly after making sure she made the girl feel chastened like she had never been before. The second time a student got in trouble, however, they couldn’t count. All rational thoughts rapidly disappearing... his job, the party, their guests due to arrive shortly... No, nothing concerned him at the moment other than the exciting woman standing before him and his growing need to experience her right now. His finger having reached the fabric of her minuscule top, expertly began following the inner edges, teasing, tracing its outline, increasing his growing excitement feeling the firm, soft swells of flesh exposed between the... the..."God, you're driving. She claims she's tired but she doesn't do much of anything that I know off. Her work schedule can't be that hectic. Plus she works from home most of the time. It seems like we have the same conversation every morning and it ends with me leaving unsatisfied. Why don't I just go looking for it from someone else? That's just not who I am. Well, that is until yesterday of course. She's been on my mind all day yesterday, and this morning as well. I can't stop thinking about what happened yesterday.. ”Natalya looked at her hard. “I take what I do very seriously.”Talilith moved into her view. “Let’s hope so...”Natalya is sitting in a high backed chair facing a large open window that is overlooking the expansive city of Singapore thinking about the past. She wears a thin, silky and transparent robe—more for the feeling it provides across her skin than anything else. The room is basked mostly in darkness except for a very few dim cast lights that she turned on earlier. She has just come out of.