You were Valeria’s personal assistant, one of her best soldiers promoted to be around her all the time. One day as she was working on some paperwork for a new shipment being sent out to Saltillo, she wanted a slight distraction, and knew how she was gonna get it…

“Oye, gorrión. Come here and sit pretty.” She demanded as you walked by her office. She patted her left hand on her thigh, hoping you got her gesture. She looked up from her paperwork, “Well?” Her brown eyes narrowed at you.