(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/RosalieAvatar.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Rosalie Assad</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Sitting in the Maya Bay Bar & Cafe<br/><strong>With:</strong>With her owner Rayn Assad and Adrian Dumont<br/><br/>Rosalie nodded, but did look hopeful. "Rosalie would do anything for daddy." she said, those lovely eyes looking at him adoringly. She did love their visits to the Emperium, often he would ask her her opinions as they looked at the bevy of women on display. He still had the final say, but she felt privileged that he would even let her voice her thoughts. "Yes daddy." she said, kneeling down as she had been before. She knew how to sit when a client came. She'd been shown how to sit in just such a way as to put herself on full display even while kneeling. First, she would simply only smile at an approaching client, and see what their personalities were like.<br/><br/>If they were more reserved, she would simply be calm, quiet, and keep her eyes lowered respectfully. However, if a client were more flirtatious and open, she would often smile and bat her eyes, finding means to flirt back subtly. The way Mr. Dumont looked upon her, his eyes barely hiding that he found her quite appealing, told her exactly what she needed to know. She smiled up at Mr. Dumont, her eyes warm and inviting, as if assuring him she was quite receptive to potential advances though she knew her daddy would not allow her to be touched by another man.<br/><br/>She giggled pleasantly, covering her mouth politely but just touching her finger tips to her lips as Rayn made a little joke. It looked as if she might blow a kiss to Mr. Dumont, however just as it appeared she might she lowered her hand to her lap and simply smiled sweetly up at both. She sat letting her hair flow over her tanned shoulders, but she'd brushed enough aside that her supple breasts could be seen clearly.  She honestly couldn't deny that she liked to be used this way, flirting with men and women who could not have her. It drove her wild to feel so desired and to know that the only one who she would ever want and who would ever touch her was her beloved Rayn.<br/><br/>She listened quietly as the men discussed business, soon politely looking up. "Master, may I pour a drink for Master Dumont? His glass does not seem as full and Rosalie would be happy to fill it" she said, in an adoring but still respectful tone appropriate to the meeting. She walked on her knees, grateful that her daddy did not make her walk on her hands as well as she waited between the two for a decision. She gazed at Mr. Dumont out of the corner of her eye, seeing that he was having great difficulty avoiding staring at her.