She had just swallowed a small sip of the delicious wine when Jaroslav's command sounded. Taken aback by the abruptness of his words Flora almost choked on the smooth liquid sliding down her throat. Ever the professional she took a deep breath and pulled herself quickly back together. One thing was certain, her new client was going to be full of surprises. He most surely<em>did not</em>have the look of her normal clientele, most of the men she served were clearly dominating and aggressive sexually, Jaroslav was not at all like the others which Flora found to be quite fascinating.<br/><br/><strong>"It would be my pleasure."</strong>she replied, smiling slyly as she set her glass silently down on the table. She stood up and took several steps to the right, making sure she was in full view for her audience of one.<br/><br/><strong>"Not at all, the smell of smoke soothes me."</strong>she practically purred her words. She was being truthful, which was odd for a prostitute, but smoke did soothe her nerves. She never smoked herself but often found herself quietly hovering around Damien when he lit up. She would never have admitted to it but there it was...<br/><br/>Flora swung her mass of curls over her shoulder, making way for her nimble fingers to reach the long row of buttons running down her back. Swiftly all twenty of those pearl buttons came loose and before one could blink she was pulling the front of her dress down over her plump breasts. With a wiggle and shake the silky material drifted to the floor and she kicked with her backward facing feet to fling the dress behind her and onto the bed.<strong>"Everything but the shoes? Would you like the stockings to remain?"</strong><br/><br/>Even as she spoke Flora began to slip off the straps of her lacy top. She slowly shoved the material down and as her full breasts bounced free her fingers moved to unhook each strap holding the top to the black silk stockings. Her eyes locked on his grey ones and again she shimmied until the little scrap of lace and silk fell to the ground around her ankles. With a wicked grin she picked up the top with one foot and swung it around in the air briefly before sending it flying as well. Finally her fingers hooked into her tiny panties and as she slid them over her rounded hips Flora could not deny how very turned on this all was making her. Her smooth body was revealed, the oddity of her naturally hairless body in great contrast to the thick head of hair she sported.<br/><br/>Standing before Jaroslav in nothing but her stockings and strappy heels Flora cocked her head to the side and grinned.<strong>" So what did you decide about the stockings? On....or off?"</strong>