<strong>Selena Yttrium - enjoying herself far too much</strong><br/><br/>Selena smiled at Candy. The vox the pianist used was something of a wonderful but mysterious creation. It intrigued the seamstress just as much as the girl herself did. "Yes, I'm very fine, thank you! And how about you, sweet Candy? The crowd today is indeed quite pleasant, isn't it? I'm sure your performance will be well-appreciated!" she returned the greeting. On a less busy evening, she might have been content to flirt with Candy and Jenna... Not that she rued having clients, of course!<br/><br/>Daniel's hand was still on Selena's voluminous chest, feeling the tension of her soft skin against the restraining corset. She gave a small gasp when he kissed her on the neck, savoring the tingling sensation of his tongue. Clearly, this man knew what he was doing! And, given that he had asked -- twice! -- about a public demonstration, Selena could tell that he was eager for it. "Well, how can I say no to a request like that?" she whispered back, biting his ear playfully as she did so.<br/><br/>Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Jenna leaving, and Candy hastening to follow her. She smiled. They deserved their little break, their little fun. Selena would have her own, here at the bar.