<div class="floatleft">(https://orig00.deviantart.net/a985/f/2010/271/6/7/alice_in_wonderland_2011_by_j_scott_campbell-d2yr8eu.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Alice<br/><strong>Alias</strong>Liss, Mad Alice, Maddy<br/><strong>Location</strong>front row of the brothel floor area<br/><strong>Time</strong>evening<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>as depicted<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Gareth<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Alice leaned almost cheek to cheek alongside Gareth (incidentally affording the young patron and even better view down the front of her dress) to whisper, "I'm Alice by the way. Do you like what you see?" She might have been referring to the glorious green show upon the stage, or to herself. Probably both. She shifted her own legs in a way that caused her skirt to hike up her thighs and bunch in her lap, and speaking of laps, and she thought she noticed a distinct change in the shape of the man's pants. "Enjoy the show, Sir, and we'll just see what pops up. On the stage I mean. Just feast your eyes and lap it all up-"<br/><br/>Indeed the man's lap did seem to be rising up. Alice rambled on, "Yes here we pride ourselves on a floor show that's the bee's knees-"<br/><br/>She was now leaning so far over on her seat, that she maybe-not-so-entirely-accidentally fell from her seat, and the floor met her knees just as she was speaking of same. "Oopsie!" she whispered, as her skirt flew up briefly and mooned Gareth, "I'm so clumsy. Can be hard for a girl to get a leg up in life."<br/><br/>She grabbed Gareth's leg as if to turn back to her seat and help herself up, but before she rose she turned enough to come face to face - well, face to<em>something</em>- with Gareth again. Alice's hand shifted over in Gareth's lap, and she grinned. "Oh, oopsie again...that's not your leg is it...I just felt this long firm limb and I assumed- My my this is so embarrassing. At least it's kinda dark down here what with the lights focused on the stage..."<br/><br/>Despite Alice's affectations of innocent and clumsy chagrin, she was biting the corner of her lip now, had a twinkle in her eye, and her hand had begun a subtle stroking. She leaned forward a bit where she knelt, and her breath brushed over his lap. "Well, as long as I'm down here running my mouth, how about a floor show for the floor show..."