Apparently Erin had been delayed on her way to joining the two others on the stage.  She'd been on her way when a playful pair of hands had reached out and grabbed at her wrist, giving a little yank.  A quick dismissal had been on the tip of her tongue before she'd looked over her shoulder and into a pair of pale blue eyes that'd simply melted the red head.  Seated alone, he'd come in during her little champagne show and had, unfortunately, missed out on the opportunity to be indulged (and billed) like the other gentlemen.  Could she possibly get him a drink to enjoy the show with?  When a man looked at a woman like he wanted to devour her -- and slid a crisp one hundred pound sterling note into the top of her knickers, another held between his fingers -- how could Erin possibly refuse?<br/><br/>Thus, she'd gone back to the bar for one more bottle of champagne, made a quick note on the gentleman's table bill, and had been thoroughly herself entertaining him and pouring the champagne for him while serving the starter from her perky breasts that she hadn't quite managed to serve before then.  Of course, that'd meant letting him take a little taste of it along her bared skin here and there; she'd been perched on his lap while he licked away drops of champagne from the corners of her mouth when she heard Jamie give a holler.   With a wink for the gentleman and an intimate pat to the inside of his thigh, Erin left the gentleman, the bottle and almost instantly missed the hard erection her bottom had been nestled into.  That longing vanished the moment she stepped on stage, hips rolling and swaying, as she joined Jamie and the new girl.<br/><br/>There was no mistaking the soft moan that poured from Erin's mouth into Jamie's when the dark haired woman caught her in a kiss, and she nipped on Jamie's lower lip when the woman pulled away.  Devilishly she grinned as her head swooped and her tongue came out with long, lavishing strokes over Jamie's breasts, cleaning away the freshly smeared sauce; that she paused to draw each nipple into a suckle, tugged on them with her teeth, wasn't quite necessary in 'cleaning'; that was done for pure enjoyment.  At Jamie's whispered suggestion Erin could only grin wider and winked, disappearing from the stage just long enough -- her body a never ending sensual movement that kept to the erotic beat of the music -- to grab two of the cheapest bottles of champagne they had on hand.  There was, of course, a minor delay on her way back, though this time Erin didn't dally too long, giving the pair of gentlemen that slapped her perky ass on the way back a soft laugh and promising wink.  Now, however, her attention was focused on the show. ... Almost.<br/><br/>"Get ready to drink, Veronica.  Kneel down between Jamie's legs, face forward, and open wide," Erin said with a purr and wink to the girl.  Both bottles uncorked, she swayed her way behind Jamie and slid one hand up into her hair, fisting around it gently and tipping her head back to kiss her deeply while easing the woman's body back into a slight arch -- the champagne would look even better coming down on a curve.  For a few moments she rose a hand up to fondle Jamie's recently cleaned breasts, enjoying the feel of them in her palm, before the first chilled bottle was tipped down the beautiful brunette's body.  She made sure to turn and angle the bottle, ensuring champagne traveled over each nipple, the chillness of the drink keeping both at hard attention, before keeping it a little centered and let the liquid flow down Jamie's body to Veronica's waiting mouth.<br/><br/>Erin took one generous drink from the second bottle before tilting her head to kiss Jamie once more, letting her take half of the drink from the kiss, before she released her hair and came around to her side.  Once more her mouth turned lavish attention onto the head waitress' breasts, and now along her torso, as well, as she cleaned up every drop of the spilled champagne, much to the continued appreciation of those seated in front of the stage.  God, she loved her job.<br/><br/>