Letholdus found himself grinning as a third woman approached and began to grope her mistress from behind, smiling at the purple-haired girl when Taryn gave his ass a squeeze. The room was getting more crowded by the minute and the scale seemed to be tipping toward there being more clients than escorts in the room. Tiffany would no doubt be thrilled if things continued as they were, though the admiral hoped not too much attention would be drawn away from his own desires. After all, it had been a good four years since he had the pleasure of being here.