Walking in to my office, I see my secretary Jasmine Wolff is sitting at my desk. She wants things from me, more money, less work, more vacation time. And I have been very firm with her. But she knows, she knows what I think when I look at her, and now, she is using it, using me. The way she looks so confident, so sure. Then she starts flaunting herself, and she owns me, she might be the on on her knees, but she has me where she wants me, edging me closer and closer, she doesn t have to say anything, she is saying it all the way she looks at me, she knows she is going to get everything, she knows she has me, then even as she cleans a few drops off with her tongue, she owns me.
