<strong>Miranda</strong><br/><br/>Miranda couldn’t help to be a little jealous of Avery receiving all the stripper’s affection, but it was her party after all. The bride always comes first; it’s just the natural order of things, and she wasn’t about to interrupt Sandra’s naughty gift to the virtuous Avery. However, Miranda was going to have her little fun eventually! After a second or two of rummaging in her purse, she pulled out a few bills, most of which were smaller bills, but there were a few larger ones in the mix. It seemed like the stripper could read her mind with a devious gleam in his eyes that seem to foretell her soon-to-be moment with the dancing solider.<br/><br/>Miranda was almost giddy as her cheeks took on a richer shade. She firmly held her cash in her hand as she watched the man dance, eager to slid the paper into god-only-knows where. She danced a little awkwardly by herself as Eliza had grabbed a partner, and then Emi and Sandra was on the floor, and Emi was naked. Miranda just quirked a brow and shrugged: it was a little early for Emi to be naked, but it was going to happen sooner or later!<br/><br/>She laughed and glanced up to the entertainment to spot his rather cute booty had moved across the room to save the bride from leaving! Somehow, he managed to convinced the trapped bride to stay, despite the bride’s apparent anxiousness. Miranda knew in that moment that this guy was worth all the money Sandra had paid for him. With a hoot, Miranda shouted over the music, “Whoo! Give ’er a good dance, solider!”