"Well, then, lets see just what you can do. Come in Sebastian." The door, which had been left ajar, suddenly opened, and in walked a young man. At least Dahlia thought it was a man; more of a boy, really.
The newcomer couldn't have been more than eighteen, with soft features, thick curly brown hair, and hazel eyes. If not for the fact that he wore nothing more than a pair of white slacks, and open vest, Dahlia might have mistaken him for a girl. He also wore the same kind of collar that she did, marking him as another 'worker' on The Guilty Pleasure. Upon seeing Dahlia, his eyes widened, but he managed to force a smile onto his face. "Good day, miss," he offered, by way of greeting.
D'Flower moved to the stool in front of the vanity and took a seat, crossing her arms as well as her shapely legs. "Sebastian here helps new girls get acquainted with their new roll on the ship. I would like you to bed with him now," she stated, matter of factly.
The newcomer couldn't have been more than eighteen, with soft features, thick curly brown hair, and hazel eyes. If not for the fact that he wore nothing more than a pair of white slacks, and open vest, Dahlia might have mistaken him for a girl. He also wore the same kind of collar that she did, marking him as another 'worker' on The Guilty Pleasure. Upon seeing Dahlia, his eyes widened, but he managed to force a smile onto his face. "Good day, miss," he offered, by way of greeting.
D'Flower moved to the stool in front of the vanity and took a seat, crossing her arms as well as her shapely legs. "Sebastian here helps new girls get acquainted with their new roll on the ship. I would like you to bed with him now," she stated, matter of factly.