Victoria closed her eyes, her blackened eyelashes brushing her cheek lightly as she tilted her neck to the side...feeling his lips roam her soft, delicate flesh.  She couldn't suppress a giggle when he lifted her up by her bottom, his hands roaming her person freely.<br/><br/>Biting down on one of her bee-stung lips, Victoria moved her hands around his neck as she felt his hands and lips explore her body.  There was something different about Mr. Vaan, something mysterious about him--he didn't seem to realize that she was his for the hour, but was concerned about how she felt, and how she would recieve him.<br/><br/>The truth was, at the pleasurehouse there were barely any rules concerning the act of sex, so long as the customers paid, the girls had free reign on what went down in their rooms.  It's what made this place unique and effective.<br/><br/>Giggling, Victoria continued."Mr. Vaan..I do believe you're overdressed..."