<strong>Name:</strong>Comm. Charlotte Dunois<br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>Belka</em>Ballroom<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Laura, Open<br/><strong>Doing:</strong>enjoying seeing an adorable girl all flustered.<br/><br/>------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>It was very comical to say the least that Laura can't seem to get herself free from the gravidtic pull of Charlotte's breasts as she always seems to find herself with her nose buried in Charlotte's cleavage. When she mentioned that she didn't understand, Charlotte laughed again. "It would appear you don't have the power to escape my gravity well." She giggled. Though she would take pity on the poor girl, and led her off the dance floor. "Perhaps some fresh air will do you...ok, do<em>us</em>some good." Charlotte stated as she took Laura's hand, and guided her  out of hte room.<br/><br/>The air was fresh, and warm as the two stepped onto an exterior observation deck. "Ahhhh, that is so refreshing." Charlotte stated as she leaned against the railing. The wind causing her burlesque style "Saloon Girl" dress to flutter open. Revealing long toned legs, and thigh high stockings along with guarders. "Feeling better?" She asked Laura.