Edgar dutifully held the door for the woman, and Lena entered the room.Everyone kept their breath, as the woman searched their faces with inquisitive ...yes until she noticed Xavier. She opened her mouth, then closed it quickly, and made a curtsy.“Lord Xavier,” she said, her eyes demurely cast down.“There is no need for this, young lady,” Xavier spoke in a perfect Drena accent.Cory stole a quick glance toward his former Master. It was evident that Xavier knew that his position could be used to. Every time I called I always got a hard on looking at her feet nestled in her court shoes and almost came in my pants when she let her shoe fall off her heel and let it dangle off her toes! When the time came to go back to work I would kiss her goodbye, usually on the cheek but one day I tried my luck and kissed her on the lips. “You naughty boy” she said, “Sorry, I just love spending time with you and forgot myself” I replied. She just smiled and stroked my cheek and I went back to work with a. He was also Jonas Faraday's banker. He said we would work out the conflict of interest issues when the time came.I was ushered into the old man's office-den by his housekeeper. Jonas was lean and tall, and surprisingly erect for a man of his age. His eyes were bright, and he still had most of his silver hair, combed neatly back. He was a stately figure of a man, and I found myself hoping I would look this good at anywhere near his age.When we entered the large room, another man stood and. However today she was wearing a hot pink hijab and tight black yoga pants and a long sleave t-shirt. She was almost dressed like some college slut. I glared at her when I saw this since she knew I greatly disapproved of this haram way of dressing.As I glared at her for a few seconds my attention was broken by the sound of the doorbell. She quickly brokke my gaze and ran to the door where she greeted a large muscular pale man with a head of short ginger hair and a red 20's era mustache. You must.