<div class="floatright">(https://orig00.deviantart.net/802e/f/2011/318/7/c/arabian_nights_ftf_2011_by_j_scott_campbell-d4g52r1.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Badroulbadour (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=282404.msg13895765#msg13895765)<br/><strong>Alias</strong>Princess<br/><strong>Location</strong>In the audience<br/><strong>Time</strong>Evening<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>A few veils and a look of lust<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>El<br/><hr/><br/>Badroulbadour didn't know what to say when the green woman approached her. The petite Arabian was much shorter than the exotic dancer so her exposed breasts were at eye level, making them too tempting to resist staring at. They made Badroulbadour quite aware of her own perky little teenage age that were barely covered by thin silk. When the green woman gave her chest a jiggle, Badroulbadour let out a gasp of lust.<br/><br/>"Ba-ba-ba-Badroulbadour!" she stammered out. "And money is no object!"<br/><br/>The princess was shocked by her own words. Did she really just offer to pay for a... a... whore? Indeed she did, as the genie conjured up a bag of gold to hand to the emerald enchantress, more than enough for whatever delights she might offer.<br/><br/>