She want to be closer to him. Marissa leans back and places her free hand behind her so she can scoot across the desk slowly purposely and seductively...towards him. At this point he is probably just babbling nonsense so he stops talking. She gently pushes his legs apart and places her glossy high heels on his knees. She continues to hold the notebook and pencil and is looking up at him innocently, waiting for him continue his recitation. He starts up again, only because he is so hard right now. " I suppose that's true," Huck dismounted and walked over to the younger man, and the pair exchanged a warm hug."This is John Cantor, an associate of mine," Huck said. "He already knows who each of you are." A pleasure meeting you all," John said."Okay, who's the woman?" Huck asked."That's Birdie. I should have known you would spot her. Come on out Birdie, no sense staying hid."A lovely woman dressed in fringed leathers came walking from between two buildings across the street from where John. “Well, the ER doc was happy to have radiology tell him that my belly CT was negative, and the ER PA sewed up that lac on my lip. I have several bruises, which we knew, but that I seem alright. I’m still here because you were luxuriating in the county jail, and they didn’t want me exerting myself.” She grinned at me. THAT was welcome. “Everybody, doctors and nurses and all, said three things. One, they didn’t get why you didn’t simply shoot that asshole. Secondly, once the word got around about. James laughed as he recovered his composure. "Yes, why yes she will soon become well used to the particular idiosyncrasies of the community of Brookdale. Perhaps in a week or two, after we have settled in, you may care to visit me when you can see for yourself how my new slave, Becca has settled." "I will look forward to that visit with pleasure," replied the woman. "And I trust that she will appreciate that the pain that now awaits her is simply a tool that will be used to allow her to take.