The way the girl looks at her, cheeks streaked with tears, her blouse crumpled frm being pressed to the desk... It makes Charlotte want to take her now, security be damned. She wants to kiss that sweet mouth untill it's red, nip and bite it till she's crying and it's swollen. Wants to see those eyes glazed in pain and lust.

It takes so much to control herself, to continue to look so disinterested. "I don't know Tavris," she starts, drifting off as if she's seriously htorn. "There is o-no... no, I can't. Because How can I be sure you'll really try?" she finishes, brow raised as she studies Tavris.