Can it get any more embarrassing?

[mini_wesker]

Sherry smoothed her skirt, it was one of the only times Wesker insisted that she actually dress like a girl, even though the more business styled suit was nothing like the pleated skirts she had grown fond of at her private school in London.

She stayed quiet not looking around as he jotted off the details of what he wanted. The seventeen year old hoped she wasn't blushing too much.

"I want to make sure she'd be able to handle them..."

Wait what? Them? He just said one partner, nothing about whoring me out for multiple partners... She stiffened a little, her eyes showing surprise for a moment, though she still said nothing, knowing that it was best to follow orders, last thing she needed was more 'testing'. Last batch had been hell, if it hadn't been for the Devil shots to help calm her down she probably wouldn't have made it. And now he was planning on locking her on a property with who knew how many strangers expecting her to... I don't do this, it's more time in the lab, at least he's letting me roam the property.

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[mini_wesker]

"S-so.." She stammered a little moaning at the whisper.

Before she could answer Eliot's suggestion the intercom between the two sections of the car crackled. "Miss Birkin, we'll be arriving at the house in five minutes, do you want me to circle around a little first?" He had a feeling what the kids were doing back there even if he couldn't see.

Sherry blushed brightly stammering a moment not sure what to tell the driver. She hoped one of the boys was a bit more collected than where her thoughts were at.

[golden_boytoy]

Sherry's face was priceless to behold. The caught with her hands down her skirt expression never grew old and Lindsey couldn't hide the smile at her stammering. At least he managed to subdue the smirk.

Since it didn't look like either she or Eliot would answer, Lindsey took it upon himself to.

"No, sir. Miss Birkin can't wait to show us the house." It took effort to not say 'bedroom'. "Can you please hurry, sir?"

[minitreiver]

Eliot sighed quietly. It would be a relief. Well, assuming she really did let him get off, too. He thought she would. She seemed innocent of those torments. And a bed would be much more comfortable. His head dropped onto her shoulder as he placed another kiss on her shoulder.