<div class="floatleft">(http://orig00.deviantart.net/c4c6/f/2015/197/9/e/jessica_by_thepixeldust-d91kft9.jpg)</div><br/><br/>A blonde, blue eyed human with a bust that could turn the eyes of many males, and females, of various races, entered the club. She looked as if she had just gotten out of an experiment, or a shift at the local mad science lab/interspecies clinic. Her white lab coat was perfectly clean though, and glowed brightly in the lights of the club. Her nametag hung near her cleavage, stuck to her coat, clearly displayed her name as Jessica.<br/><br/>Stepping into the club she surprisingly had a small bag with a Red cross on it and that human symbol with the torch and two snakes. Stepping upt o the bar, Jessica set herself up at the bar, laying her back against it with her cute rear planting itself in one of the chairs, that were surprisingly comfortable. She watched the tentacle haired alien with an inquisitive mind, slowly analyzing her every movement, the color of hear head tentacles, the way they moved and seemed sore and agitated, the smell she carried with her but didnt seem to realize still clung to her.<br/><br/>Only a few species out there could give off<em>such</em>a scent of sex that could only come from a massive orgy of carnal, savage activity. The very tought of which left Jessica crossing her legs to try and keep calm. She knew Alura was probably sore form her ordeal, but from her entire service, she knew not to ask her clients what they went through, but to wait until they came to her, and they always did, sooner or later.