[unwillingsatin]

At 19, Emily Watson should have had everything to look forward too. A pretty girl with a heart shaped face and brilliant blue eyes, soft curvy lips, she stared at her face wondering how her life had gone to this point. When her father's assistant had explained her position, her father's position, she had resisted - said point blank that his political problems were not really her problems. It had been pointed out to her that if she were to make this personal sacrifice, she would be saving not only her father, but the rest of her family. Her father was very likely to gain his party's bid for president. She would be literally saving the country by making this sacrifice. Should she refuse, her funds would be cut off, her house, her tuition, her future would be gone. She'd been promised that if she made these visits nothing would really come of it. Maybe some nude photos that would never be shared. Maybe a medical exam. Perhaps, in the most intense outcome, a temporary political marriage.

So she'd consented. She would visit this man, do what he asked, within reason. She'd worn the white lace bra and panties that the assistant and provided her with, just a touch of red lipstick. Red curls framed her face, gave her a look of hope and innocence. Her navy skirt came to her knees, but was split up the side a bit higher than she'd have liked. She'd never been with anyone before, but as she stepped out of her car, her driver not looking at her as he shut the door behind her, she promised herself this wasn't going to come to anything like... being with someone. The thin silk blouse brushed against her skin as she walked to the front door, pressed the door bell. Her driver would wait for her. It wasn't going to be that intense, just some companionship, maybe a little nudity... she could do this!