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Chapter 11 by AgentIris AgentIris

What does Valerie do next?

Go inside the office

Valerie watched Isaiah disappear up the stairs. Her heart was beating after the close shave with him. She had watched as he had stripped and dominated Mariana with ease. To make matters worse, her outfit was suddenly dripping with sweat, her body seemingly wanting simulation without any delay. As she had watched the scene unfold, desire had built up within her. If only she could find a secluded place to get herself off...

Focus, she scolded herself. shaking her head. She needed to keep her wits about her in this unfamiliar place. "Iris, what do you know about Isaiah?", she asked in her earpiece.

"That would be Jason's eldest son, and heir to the Dawson family fortune. The files say he's a party boy and a notorious womanizer. I'd suggest keeping clear of him," warned Iris. Having seen his handiwork in person, Valerie could only agree with her friend's judgement. She decided to continue her mission and entered the office. She needed to know where Jason was, so she could find him.

Still naked, Mariana was behind her desk, trying to wipe away the cum from her face and chest with some tissues. She yelped in surprise when Valerie entered and ducked behind the desk. "Can you pass me my clothes, please?" she requested, gesturing towards the pile of clothes lying on the floor near Valerie's feet.

Valerie hated these kind of situations, because no matter what she did, she would get on the bad side of someone. Still, it made sense to not directly disobey her boss' son, even if it meant Mariana wouldn't like it. "Um, Mr. Isaiah ordered me to collect and dispose of your clothes. He said you're not allowed to wear anything for a week,"she stated apprehensively.

Mariana seemed to go through all the stages of grief in front of Valerie. First, she seemed shocked, then angry, then she finally let out a resigned sigh. She rose up and sat on her desk, her arms trying to cover her breasts.

"Okay. Fine," she said, clearly not happy. "Um, who are you? I don't remember seeing you before."

"I'm Anna," said Valerie, using her alias for the mission. "I just started today. I actually wanted to ask you about the estate, to understand how to do my work the best."

"I don't remember any new hires..." began Mariana. Her look of confusion quickly gave away to one of delight. "Of course! Let me give you a quick idea of where everything is."

Mariana gave Valerie a brief overview of the grounds, explaining the times "Anna" would be expected to clean the house, when she would be needed in the dining hall, and so on. Valerie noticed that she was looking at her while doing this, as if appraising her. She ignored it, for she soon had the information she needed about Jason's likely whereabouts at this time of day.

"That should be everything," Mariana finished. Valerie thanked her, then quietly picked up her clothes from the ground and left the room.

Once Valerie had left, Mariana picked up the phone at her desk and keyed in a number. "I think I have what you wanted..." she said.

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