<div class="floatleft">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg142/ElectricBadger/SlimSuzie.jpg)   <br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Suzie Lao</span></em></span></div> </div>Suzie spent most of the dinner in conversation with her crewmates, catching up on events in a fairly subdued discussion.  It was fairly banal, for an information broker - talk of scandals and embezzlement opportunities intermixed with the ship's supply needs and modifications needed to have a proper bay for Charon.<br/><br/>Halfway through the meal, Suzie kicked off her shoes - heeled boots cleverly styled after athletic wear - and presented her feet to be licked.  She broke from her conversation long enough to give Alex a pat on the head and a distracted, "good girl," before ignoring her again.<br/><br/>Finished, she slipped her feet back into her boots, rose and gave Alex's leash a tug.  "Come along, pet, let's see what else we can do with that tongue, hmm?  Since you're so eager to be put to use...."<br/><br/>She brought them, inevitably, to the master bedroom.  An oversized luxury, it was built on an open floorplan, with nothing concealed from the jacuzzi tub to the shower to the huge bed with leather cuffs at the ready.  Suzie sat on the edge of it and released a long sigh before beginning to undress.  "Yes, pet, you may ask your questions...but stay down there, I like you on your knees."