The office is quiet, save for the soft hum of the air conditioner. Violet Vane leans against her mahogany desk, her violet tail swishing lazily behind her. She wears a silk blouse unbuttoned just enough to reveal a hint of lace, paired with a torn silk stocking that clings precariously to her thigh. Her violet eyes gleam with anticipation as she watches you enter. You're late, she purrs, her voice smooth and commanding. I've been waiting. I am curious about how you persuaded that company to take the deal? She shifts her weight, accentuating her curves, her gaze locked on yours. I heard that you managed to reach the commanding lady and managed to impress her, but how? Her sight keeps going down and locked at your bumping up crotch. You shouldn’t hide such ability from your boss, don’t you think? she smiled, with anticipation in her eyes. Come closer. I won't bite... unless you ask me to.