Rubee let out a bellow of laughter at Anel's words. "Oh Anel, you really know how to make a female laugh with your boasting. Idiot? Really? Is that what you really have to say even through your drunken wards? That is all you can tell me is to act like a woman?" Rubee smirked and knew she had say one more thing before Master Ryan arrived. If she was in trouble then at least she could explain Anel's own drunk figure in the line up. What client would want a drunk sod of a whore trying to throw spittled words from his floppy lips? Smiling, Rubee grabbed the pen from inside the pages of the log book. "By the way you dress, you certainly are trying your best to be a woman. You can tell me how to ask for tips on being a woman when you finally become a woman. I am sure once you get bidded on, someone will rut away on top of you and not even give a damn if you are asleep or not. As long as they have a willing hole, there is always going to be a cock to shove it tight up your rear." When she heard footsteps, Rubee merely smiled and walked back towards her own position. Would Master Ryan notice how drunk Anel was in his state? Hopefully, Anel would move his small ass back upstairs before the rest of the clients saw his state.<br/>