"Jane, if you don't mind, would you like to take a seat?" I take my seat quietly and stare at him obediently as I wait for whatever he wants to say. H... smiles as I wait for him to talk and licks his lips again. "Jane, the board and I, have been thinking that you deserve a promotion, what with your hard work and all, we believe you are most qualified." He waits for my response, and I can't help but smile. "Really? Sir, thank you so much," I say, as he gets up from his chair and walks to his. It was a candle. The candles lit the room, just enough to dim it. I looked around and I saw Erin. She was in her red cocktail dress. She had lipstick on, too. I found that my cock enjoyed the view, because it was rock hard again. ‘Michael. You’re here just in time.’ Erin said very gently. She came over to the love seat and beckoned me to sit down with her. I did, and she then sat on my lap and curled up with her arms around me. ‘So, birthday boy, what do you want?’ Oh shit. I forgot it was my. )I got out then and waited for her. We walked up to the entrance and she waited while another man opened the door for us. We went inside and WOW! What a place, fancy! Another man dressed very nicely was standing behind a small podium type desk. He greeted Mrs. Brown by name and told her that her table for two was ready. (When had she made this reservation? Something did not seem right to me and I started to try and go over the events of the day.)I followed Mrs. Brown and tried to think. (Not a. I knew it was his "act" but itwasn't bad. Of course, a real 20-year old would have no interest inthis. Especially in Manhattan. Too cynical. But I laughed at hisjokes, touched his knee when he made a good point, and gave him a littlehug "for good luck" when he told me about his job.I could see the confidence rise in him. Yes, I could see another "rise"in him too, but I wasn't focused on it. But I did see it as a compliment.After about 30 minutes, I told him I had to go, but also that he.