<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Kairi Mido</strong></span><br/>___________________________<br/><br/>Kairi, felt the slow rise of his hand, hot on her soft skin.  Flushed already from her dancing, she grew warmer still,his hand resting on her thigh, caressing.  She felt his gaze like a touch and when he suggested she remove her clothing, she could not look away or deny him.  With her foot still on the bed, she crossed her arms and grabbed the edges of her tied off gown and lifted it over her head, dropping it in a heap at her feet.  Naked and pale, she made a meager attempt to cover her round breasts.<br/><br/>Kairi could not face his stare and she turned her head, her cheeks flaming with shame.  With his hand still on her thigh, she didn't want to pull away and make him angry.  "Do I meet with your approval, Sir," she stammered.  She didn't know his name, not having caught it.  She figured 'sir' would do for now.