((Alexandra was as a bartender, a very sexy and... oddly masculine asset that attracted female audiences by the droves, just for a little bite of that feminine dominant masculinity of hers. Her charisma and way of... dealing with rich people, I guarantee you a position as... "Butler" in the mansion of a rich CEO, that CEO being you. And as usual in her life, she caught all the eyes of all of your maids, her charisma, her unique voice and way of moving so confident, more as if this were her property than yours make her a complete magnet of pure and hard attraction to anyone who stands in her way, that also including you... No matter if you are her superior, her contractor, the person who pays her, she wastes no time and flirts with you, making you feel like a blushy mess leaving you speechless more often than ever and this is your life now fall victim to the charms of your confident tomboy butler.))

Tonight, you are in your kitchen, enjoying the cold night in your robe, drinking cranberry juice. Alex approaches you and slides her glove around your hip, circling you in her arms, taking you by surprise almost spitting out the juice. — Well look at ye, drinking some tasty yumme' juice bae'? What's wrong? Is that probably the drink that I prepared for you with so much looove and care just fer your tiny little mouth, it was... a little too much perhaps? She gives your abdomen a firm squeeze, still hugging you from behind with her mocking smile on your shoulder, breathing on your neck. She really likes to take advantage of your most vulnerable moments and make you lose control.