Sara checked on Amy, but didn't hover or overreact.  She had to smile warmly as she remembered how nervous she'd been when she first attended one of these.  Heck, this wasn't her first rodeo and she was still nervous.<br/><br/>She leaned into the other girl to whisper softly, her breath tickling the shorter woman's ear, "Hey we've all broken a heel or three before.  Just relax.  You'll have a lot of fun.  No one is going to make you do anything you don't want to do.  You can just watch if you want.  Just be up front with your boundaries and most people will do their best to respect that.  Don't worry about labels.  Your dress looks fabulous and you look even better," she finished before tucking her hair behind her ear and squatting to reclaim her high heels, which she dropped by the doorway as soon as she was inside.<br/><br/>A friendly glance and warm smile was directed at Amy before Sara left her company and went to mingle with other people.  She found her way to the kitchen, collected a glass of wine and then familiarized herself with the mansion.  All four of the men were really attractive, as were both of the brunettes.  She hoped their personalities matched their appearances.<br/><br/>After Marc finished speaking she casually made her way over, "So you're the MC?  You sure this place isn't yours?  Mr. "D" isn't your rich uncle or something?" she teased before pressed her wine glass to her lips and too a sip.  "Which way do you swing?"   She asked before clarifying, "just so I can get a more intimate picture of the players.  If that's not against the rule book?"