Mandy's Point of View

I locked the door behind us before he could say anything else, and I also dimmed the lights.

—Relax, Director Patcher. This is going to be a good time for both of us.

I told him and went up to him, kissing his cheek.

—Mandy, are you drunk?

He stared at me intently, and I saw him biting his lips and looking me up and down.

I laughed and grabbed a wooden chair, indicating that he should sit down.

He looked at me again, unsure of what was happening, but he trusted me, because