<div align="center"><strong>Character:</strong> Emily | <strong>Location:</strong> The Forbidden Fruit | <strong>Tagged:</strong> Richard (MagicalPen) / Colin (TheWizardOfOz)</div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8KsqfrmHJBM/TACpwnMt_FI/AAAAAAAABzg/0kO0cKmB38U/s1600/emily-scott--1777-1600x1200.jpg)</div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: right;">She watched the way Richard seemed to consider her offer, his expression changing as he considered it. Her head tilted as she watched him, wondering if he was hesitating because of his girlfriend, or because of the very public setting they both currently found themselves in. Then again, why couldn't it be both? <br/><br/>Emily bit at her lower lip as he groped her ass with a firmer squeeze, making her giggle in delight at the sensation. If only he would also go so far as to give it a smack, then she would surely be dripping wet before having the chance to take him to a VIP booth. Her grin would only grow as he spoke, finding it adorable that he preferred to be somewhere slightly more secluded. Not everyone was as interested in public sex as Emily, after all. "That's a shame..." she offered, about his predicament about not getting any action once he returned to his hut tonight. <br/><br/>She eased back and brought her arms to either side of his waist, tugging on his shirt lightly to encourage him to slide off the bar stool. "We haven't even started and you're already talking about the time it's over. Tsk, tsk, Richard." She teased, then grabbed his hand and spun, walking across the bar and to the VIP section where she found a booth that was unoccupied and slid inside, shutting the curtain behind Richard after he would follow her inside, assuming he did so. "Also, you never specified. Does 'leaving feeling rather pleased' mean you're suddenly interested in fucking me?" She perked a brow, challenging him now, unable to keep from wondering what had changed from just a few hours earlier on the beach, when he refused.<br/></div>