<em>Miss Orchid - Desdemona Pratz - at the bar</em><br/><br/>Desdemona had rejoined<em>“Thomas Jefferson”</em>after she made her way back into the basement lounge. Her mood had not been good at all after the upstairs debacle with Dean, but the constant flattery by<em>“Thomas”</em>had soothed her bruised ego. She was even considering taking him upstairs herself when another voice addressed her. She turned away from her conversation with her current suitor when she was addressed by another middle-aged man. She vaguely knew him from somewhere though she couldn’t exactly place him.<br/><br/>He was handsome in an unobvious way. She bared her pearly whites with her sweetest smile and patted the empty bar stool besides her.<strong>“Hello there handsome, where have you been hiding all night… Jack is it? Well Jack… I'm Miss Orchid and I'd be delighted to keep you company.” </strong>Perhaps this is what she needed after the youngster, an experienced man who wouldn’t freak out like a crazy person.<strong>“You don’t really know what you are supposed to do here?”</strong>She giggled.<strong>“Well Jack… it’s a brothel… you pay us girls drinks, charm us and then if you feel up to it, you take us up to a room… but only if you want to.”</strong>She pressed a soft kiss onto his cheek and let her head linger on his shoulder. She caressed the back of his neck and felt how tense his muscles were.<strong> “You should try to relax a little baby… You’re with me now; I’ll take good care of you.”</strong>She tickled his right cheek as her fingers gently brushed over it whilst her lips pressed another soft kiss onto his left cheek.<br/>