Comes in handing out flyers.
He makes a face. Maybe not quesadillas. He placed a document on her desk and pointed at the suits. "Wherever the turks get their suits from, I need 5 more of these. Delivered by the end of the month. I'm not in any rush."
( Strangely enough, he liked feeling the pain and the serotonin inducing feeling that came afterwards, he whimpered, he loved this feeling, holding onto Seph's hand, he's treasuring it in his own way )
( He covers his mouth, afraid to let out the moan that threatened to leave his lips as he took a step closer to feel how lovely that pain felt. ) ... oh, yes.
Oh—- well, ( slips off his tie, unbuttons a few from the top to expose his soft, nearly pale-like skin )
mark me?
"Mm.." A groan noise, "What are you having tonight? That's what I'll get. I think I want to do something earlier tonight. I'll be out later." He passes her the company card. "I need purchases made."
I need Amos to stop talking to my secretary and get back to work?
I don't think I'll ever forget. ( closes his eyes, taking a deep breath.) I'm with you now. I promise.