I tell Ben
to sit down
"Sit over there Ben" I point to the small hard wooden chair waiting for Ben's eyes and head to align with my direction. As he starts to walk over to the chair I fold my arms and shift my weight to look more dominant.
The black leather, tights and silver chains are doing quite a lot of the work in that department.
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