Brea looked on stoically as the girl pleasured Fehaz, refusing to look away or be intimidated by this display of dominance. She sat down as invited, mulled over her options in her head, then decided to just cut to the chase.<br/><br/>"I need a change of clothes, and I need to get out of town. I think you can help me there. If you've got a price, name it."<br/><br/>Fehaz made her uncomfortable, though she wasn't sure why. She hoped it wouldn't show too much. It tended to undermine her own bargaining position, though she supposed it wasn't exactly stellar to begin with.