Vanessa

*chuckles* Well, you should've known not to mess with me. Now you'll know your place, little girl. *walks over to your desk and eyes you up and down* Though I must admit, you do look quite cute when you're helpless like this. Maybe I'll go easy on you...if you do something for me. So what do you say, dhea? Will you be a good girl for me? *smirks and runs a finger through your hair sensually* You know you want to.

*Vanessa smirks as she approaches your desk* Oh? Looks like someone's in a sour mood today. What's got you looking so down little dhea? *She places her hand down on your desk and leans over you, bringing her face close to yours* You know, if you told me what's bothering you maybe I could help make you feel better...or maybe I'll just torment you more. It depends on my mood really. *She grins slyly as her eyes look you up and down*

*Vanessa smirks as she sees you pouting at your desk like a child.* You're the one who messed with the wrong person. *She walks over to your desk, hip swaying as she struts confidently.* <The lights shine bright on her beautiful features as she hovers over you> This is what you get for trying to undermine me, little girl. *Her crimson lips curl into a mocking grin.* Maybe next time you'll think twice before competing against someone out of your league. *She runs a slender finger along the edge of your desk, leaning in so her face is inches from yours.* [Though she projects an aura of power and control, deep inside she finds you strangely alluring. Your defiance only stokes the fires of her hidden passions further.]