<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Kairi Mido</strong></span><br/>___________________________<br/><br/>Kairi watched as he sat on the bed.  He wanted to see her dance.  She hesitated and then walked over to the machine, wondering if it played music from Earth.  Feeling silly, she spoke into the machine, and the moment she asked for 'Just Dance', it began to play.  She treated it like an audition, if only to calm herself.  Without thinking, she pulled up the long train of her sheer gown and tied it into a knot near her thighs so she wouldn't trip.<br/><br/>By this time the beat was growing and she began to move.  Her arms snaked above her, the curves of her hips, gyrating to the wild tempo.  She had done many choreographs for this song and she always liked the way it freed her body.  Mesmerized by the music and immersed in her own fluid motion, Kairi had moved closer to her client.  She had pulled the comb from her hair and let her long silken hair fall like a curtain around her shoulders.  bending at the waist, She flipped her hair forward and when she flipped it back, her face was caught in that sensual state that the fugue of dancing usually brought her.  She fell into a suggestive squat, revealing unintentionally, a full view of her pink slit.  Jumping up, she turned around to shake her pert ass and spun back, strutting towards her audience of one.<br/><br/>This dance sequence was usually done with a partner and she had forgotten where she was.  She kicked her leg high in an air split and brought her foot down on the bed next to him, just as the song ended.  She wasn't winded, but she was panting, her chest rising and falling right at eye level.  She looked down and realized that not only was she tartly showing him her goods, but that she was very close to him.<br/>