Trust me, I can take it. And if you go too far I can fight you off, I promise. But, I quite like things a little rough and I really think you need to ...xplore this. Let me help you, please? If after tonight you don’t want to take it further, I’ll never bring it up again. Just have one more drink with dessert, and let’s go from there okay?” He just nodded. That was enough for me, so I ordered us a drink each with pudding. I still don’t know truthfully what was motivating me more at that point. He. I decided to riskwearing the suspender belt and also a new white camisole. My outer malewear was boring in comparison. I used some "Veet" to rid myself of mymorning stubble and then hurried back to Patricia's apartment.Patricia was busy with breakfast and told me to help myself to cerealand yogurt.We ate and then Patricia threw some sweats on and marched me to theelevator.I made to it work just on time, normally I was always early.I asked my supervisor if I could take a vacation for the rest. Janet is wearing a long, below the knee light-weight coat and asks Roger to hang it up for her. “One of the benefits of working where we do is the costumes we can hire. Do you like the Saint Trinian's look?”Roger obviously does as he ogles her very short skirt, the front of it barely covers her obviously naked cunt lips, The back is even shorter and ends halfway up her exposed, naked ass cheeks. Her nipples are obvious, poking into her skimpy, white cotton shirt.Her man Henry is wearing leather. They allwere engaged in deep and cheerful conversation, after all Christmas wasapproaching and there was a festivity in the air. I very quicklyrealised that nobody paid the slightest attention to me. I was the maidand certainly they treated me as such. Then a peculiar feeling of 'innerpiece' overtook me. I don't have to worry about those people anymore. Iam expected to do a job tonight and I want to do it to perfection!Mrs Melissa must have picked my inner feelings; probably it was obviousto my.