Syrisa let out a little yelp at the swat to her backside and blushed at the heat that radiated from the stinging skin to become a tantalizing tingle elsewhere. The blush deepened at the thought of others seeing her naked. So she did as Emma suggested and hurried to dry herself off. Once done she hurried to her room, wrapped only in the soft towel she had used to dry. Once there she spent a lot of time looking through her clothing in an attempt to find the perfect outfit to impress her lover. She sighed, looking through all of her things. Immediately she discarded the idea of wearing any of her robes and most of her long dresses. She wanted to showcase her long, slender legs. She did not have Emma's more generous curves so even the dresses that were lower cut did not really shoe much off.<br/><br/>At length, she selected a dress she had bought as a way to infuriate her controlling father. It was a deep vibrant green and contrasted nicely with her fair, freckled skin and her flaming red hair. The dress barely came to her knee and was strapless, showing the smooth lines of her shoulder as well as her modest cleavage. She took a moment to admire herself in the mirror, smiling. She really hoped Emma liked it. After running a brush through her wet hair she went back into the main area and sat. She waited for Emma, assuming she was still dressing or more likely had got to get their food.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>