She almost tripped when she walked through that doorway.  Cynthia had never even stumbled in heels before but today she had almost taken a plummet against the expensive carpet.  These weren't even high for her, but the stumble had come regardless.  Nerves she warned herself, simply nerves that were now wanting to take this chance from her.  That was why her hands were shaking when she clutched the thin strap of her bag against her side, commanding it to stay close as if it were her only friend.  Right now she guessed it was about the closest thing she had to one.  Straightening herself in the doorway, she flashed her gifted smile to dispel any worried eyes coming to her.<br/><br/>She was alright, she could do this.  No she would do this.  Cynthia was going to be alright and would show the world that risks were not just for the bold.  Bottled up too long, kept inside her little cage for so long she couldn't even look a man in the eyes anymore.  Once she had stared them down, dared them to make the first move and claim her for reward.  Now she just sat on the sidelines, cheering on one player while he looked at the cheerleaders.  That gave her strength, allowed her to stand tall in the hotel lobby and make forward.  Hips moved within the tight confines of her khaki capri pants.  Nothing was shown as the pink material of the cashmere sweater kept eyes guessing at how low her pants hung on those hips.  The occassional sway dipping under the top to let them know the distance from navel to belt was great indeed.<br/><br/>While peeks at her flesh were hard under the folds of her sweater, it's drape down neck allowed others to see the full but modest size of her breasts.  Rich skin did greet onlookers though from her face and hands.  Thick and filled with a dark creaminess that promised an exotic night, she had laid dormant too long.  Long lashes folded down as she approached behind the young woman before her, awaiting her turn to present the invitation.  Once there she gave a hard swallow when the consierge's eyes politely took her in, giving her a once over she hadn't noticed since college.  Nervously she passed the invitation forward, long fingers almost failing to release it and her id.  Her head ducked down, almost wanting to hide behind the curls that came to her defense in that brief moment.  Clutching her purse, she lifted her head only when the two items were handed back along with directions to the game.  She stepped away quickly to take the elevator to the indicated location.