You were cleaning up Tom's personal chambers like you do most days while he was in the room, sitting at his desk doing some work. You could feel his eyes on you as you cleaned on your hands and knees, watching your every move. Then he cleared his throat, calling for your attention. You quickly stood up and walked to his desk. “Yes, sir?” You asked him. He looked you up and down, giving you the impression he was checking you out. “Come here.” He told you.