" She was stroking my arm in a very sensual manner at this point. "So, are you interested?" Um, yes." I managed to get the words out somehow. "Um, whe...n do I start?" I just have to make certain you are as good in bed as your reputation," she said coyly, a sheepish grin on her face. "You are known as the best oral sex expert in the world." Um, yes, but, um, wouldn't me having sex with you be unprofessional and unethical considering you would be my employer?" I was nervous at her continued. What have I missed? Nothing much. The boys here were being their usual charming self and we started on the meal. A servant brought Vicki her meal. She thanked the servant and looked at her brother. Hows your day been? Have you been enjoying yourself? She leaned into asking him quietly but swallowed. I suppose, been looking forward to my gifts though. He grinned at her. She had no gift&hellip, well&hellip, she had a gift. One that she had been wanting to give him for so long. Though she was. As I had expected, Wilkinson was finally summoned from the room in that ‘duty calls’ fashion, and the whole room let out a sigh of relief. Elixir seemed to want to make me as nervous as sin, by striking up a conversation immediately, “So where are you from originally?” That accent was driving me crazy, and I had to take a long breath to relax. As calmly as possible, I replied, “Montana.” I didn’t want to say anymore than that out of awkwardness, but I soon kicked myself inside, shouting at my. Certainly none of them are about my physical appearance. I mean I don't think I'm ugly, just nothing fancy. On a scale of Yasser Arafat to Brad Pitt, I guess I'm somewhere in the middle. It's what I come loaded with that gives me some bragging rights. Literally. I'll tell you more about that later too.I guess a good way to start is by telling you the first thing I can proudly brag about.Somehow, a few years back, I was in the right place at the right time and landed a job that would set me up.