Setting the hook

Forty minutes later there is a tap on your door and Lisa's smiling face looks in.

"Mr. Gavin is here for your meeting, Sir."

"Show him in, Lisa. And get us both some coffee, please." Her fine rump sways away as she complies. Jim Gavin gives her figure an appraising glance and raises his eyebrows at you in appreciation. You rise and shake his hand, the two of you taking seats in the conversation area of your office.

"Everything is arranged," he says. "Seven tonight at my house. Do you see any difficulty getting her there?"

"I don't think so. Why don't you turn on the famous Gavin charm when she comes back? I'll introduce you, and let's see where it goes." He smiles at you, nodding.

Lisa returns with cups, bending to place them on the coffee table in front of you, showing herself off and smiling prettily at both of you.

"Thank you Lisa. I meant to introduce Mr. Gavin earlier. He's a senior vice-president here. Jim, this is Lisa. The temp agency sent her over to fill in while Meghan is away." Gavin rises and takes her hand, bowing over it like a Renaissance courtier.

"Charmed, my dear. Welcome to the office. I must say you are a delightfully attractive young woman."

Lisa blushes and wriggles faintly at the attention. "Thank you, Mr. Gavin. I'm very happy to be here."

"How long are you with us, my dear?"

"I'm not certain, sir. Until Mr. Chandler's secretary returns is what the agency told me."

"Well, we'll have to see what we can do about keeping you around. We can't afford to let a talent like yours disappear too easily. Of course, I'm assuming that you'd like to stay on. Presumptuous of me. Perhaps you have other arrangements."

"No sir. I mean no I don't have other arrangements. It would be great to stay on if possible," she smiles and looks at him from under slightly lowered lashes.

"Excellent. Very nice to meet you my dear." He lets her hand go and she smiles and turns to leave. He lets her take a couple of steps before speaking.

"Actually, my dear, something occurs to me." She stops and turns, smiling at him.

"It know it's abominably short notice, but I'm hosting a small party at my house this evening. Some of the senior executives, a few important clients, that sort of thing. I'd be delighted if you could come. It's always good to have some vibrant young people in the room to brighten things up. John tells me you're in law school, and it's also an excellent opportunity to meet some important people. That never hurts a young person's career. Are you free this evening? Or perhaps you have other plans?"

"No sir, no plans that can't be changed. I'd be happy to come," she replies with a happy smile.

"First rate, my dear," he says, taking her hand again. "Dress is evening wear, I hope that doesn't present a problem."

"Not at all sir, I have several suitable outfits," she nods, smiling at him.

"Excellent. Now don't worry about getting there, we'll send a limo for you. Be ready by six-thirty if you can."

"Certainly sir. Thank you so much Mr. Gavin. I really appreciate the invitation." He smiles at her again and releases her hand. Once again he lets her get a few steps away before speaking.

"Oh, while I remember, do you have a close friend that you might bring along? Hopefully an attractive young woman like yourself?"

"Yes sir, I could ask my best friend. I'm sure she'd love to come."

"And what is her name, my dear?"

"Amy. Amy Terrence. She's my age, very pretty, but blonde." She gives a little giggle. "People say we look very cute together, blonde and brunette."

"Perfect, my dear. You go and call her, and the limo will pick you both up at six-thirty."

"Thank you, Mr. Gavin. Thank you so much," she says, smiling at him then turning to sway out of the room, closing the door behind her.

Gavin turns to you, his smile a predatory leer.

"I think that went very well," he says, grinning with anticipation.