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"Right, here we are Mr. Smithson. Cuties as far as the eye can see" *An enthusiastic voice could be heard coming from outside and before long the source revealed itself to be that of a youngster who perhaps was around 20, give or take 2 years and behind him, a white collar worker who seemed to be twice his age if not older followed.*
"Mind you Harry, if this turns out to be like that time you dragged me into the Dragon Den, then I'll shove this umbrella so far up your arse, that you'll always be in cover."
"Kinky Mr. Smithson."
*The older man simple grumbled in reply, though there was a slight hint of an amused smile in his expression, revealing a longer story between the two, but for this moment then all that mattered was what the younger one had noticed, drawing attention to it by elbowing the older one in the side with his left arm, while his right hand pointed toward a pair of girls.*
"Now that's rare, an actual genuine apron-and-headress maid."
"And a girl young enough to be my daughter."
"The best ones to make you feel young again, aren't they?"
"I'm not that old!"
"Right, unlike that bitch taking half your pay and not letting you see your own kid. Fuck her. Actually, no don't fuck her. Fuck someone better. Show me how it's done sempai."
"Sempai? Is this one of your japanese cartoon term?"
"Anime"
"Whatever."
*The pair had approached the noble daughter and the maid during the back and forth and with the older one leading the way, showing that even if he hadn't admitted it, then he did very much approve of what Harry had picked out for them and as they got closer, the older ones body language seemed to grow more confident, his chest pushed out, his back straightened up, his head held high, emphasizing his height. Whatever doubt he might have had either gone, or simple locked away with an experienced white collar workers stoicism, his thought instead replaced with consideration for how he should open the negotiation so to speakPost too long. Click here to view the full text.