Mason found, interestingly, that Tara was in much the same situation as he was when he looked to her. The redhead was looking at her wife dumbly, chewing on her bottom lip idly. She was doing a wonderful job at appearing simple, loudly proclaiming she was ready to be spoken to, then staring wordlessly at Chloe for a few moments. Mason caught her attention, if after a long pause.<br/><br/>"Oh, uh.. Hello.." Chloe was bending more dramatically over the bar, now, causing the hem of her simple dress to ride further up her legs. It was too much for Tara, who abruptly stood, approached Chloe, and grabbed at her from behind. With a firm grip with each hand on the woman's dress, Tara gave a sharp tug, pulling that dress up past Chloe's legs, waist, and chest. Finally, it came off with some help from the previous owner, and off her body entirely. Chloe was a treat to behold, a curvaceous body of smooth, tan skin, wide hips, a plump backside, and full breasts. She wore lacy white beneath her dress, and didn't seem to mind wearing only that, now. A thong did wonders at framing her ass to anyone who would look.<br/><br/>"Stop playing coy and show it off, Chloe." Tara said, thin dress in hand. She moved back to her seat with it, carelessly throwing it towards the entrance once she sat again.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>