(From (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=98330.msg4448192#msg4448192))<br/><br/>Atticus closed the doors both to the bedroom and the office as he left them, his damaged shirt left abandoned on the bathroom floor. He still didn’t have his usual attire on, his overcoat and well buffed boots waiting for him in his room. Still, he wasn’t badly turned out though his shirt clung tight to his skin in parts where he had not dried off thoroughly.<br/><br/>Master Ryan and a pair of new clients stood not far off. While not unusual for clients to enter in twos or threes for moral support, it was an oddity for party of opposite sex. Man and wife, perhaps? They didn’t seem to be of the age where they were bored of their own bedroom.<br/><br/>Quietly and unobtrusively, Atticus moved to a few paces behind and to the side of the Master, watching but keeping himself relaxed. The just seemed curious and excited, and both rather innocent.<br/><br/>