"It's not my time that I'm worried about..."  She replied to Cinder when it was her turn.  Sveta went after Cinder into the garage, where the necessary equipment was ready and waiting, not having been touched at all since Yang was in there.  Gods, she could feel this costume sticking to her.<em>And</em>she was probably going to have to get a whole new one made out for her, unless she was lucky and the tailor could alter it to accommodate her...enlarging tracts...without too much change.  At least the company would help handle the expense.  Sveta had decided against bringing Orange, but at least that one - hideous as it was - was not skintight for her.  "Alright.  What poses do you want this time?"