Nervous Kylie

Kylie walked in sheepishly, her adorable thin features were flushed. Which was more accented by her fair skin. “How can I help you Mr. Dawson.”
She looked like a lamb being led to slaughter. Roy smiled back as casually as He could, He heard the rumors about her. She liked older men. Her boyfriend was 35, yet here she was in her early 20s. She had always been extra friendly with Roy. Yet after the weight loss and the substantial promotions. She seemed to almost fawn over Roy in meetings. If everything was to be believed. This seduction might be easy, adrenaline ran through Roys veins. Unsure of whether to go through with his plan