A dirty book of pictures... of women no less!  Keela felt a smirk cross her lips; this was quite an interesting predicament.  The girl begged her not to tell, held her head in shame and couldn't even look at her.   Keela sighed before she moved towards the girl, walking around behind the embarrassed young lady, looking over the girl's shoulder to get a better look at the magazines.  She let out a soft whistle.<br/><br/>"Angels, eh?  Soft, milky skin and ethereal beauty..." she practically purred from the young lady's shoulder "You have good taste, Beautiful."<br/><br/>Keela's lips moved closer to the young woman's ear, close enough that her breath was most certainly felt against the sensitive flesh.  Her voice dropped to a soft whisper as her eyes did a quick sweep of the room: no body else was there, just dresses.<br/><br/>"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone." she whispered, rather breathy so close to the young lady's ear "I'll take one of the dresses too... but I still feel I have to give you<em>something</em>for it..."<br/><br/>Carefully, she gave the girl a quick nip on the ear, just enough to be a tease before she moved away.  Her voice returned to normal as she moved towards the one dress that had caught her attention, which really was past the end of the counter.<br/><br/>"Feel like helping me pick out a dress proper?" she said to the young lady "I'm sorry I don't have the gold on me now, but I promise I'll be back with your... 'payment'... when I can.  That won't be a problem, will it, hon?"<br/><br/>Figuring it wouldn't take much longer, Keela figured she still had plenty of time to find herself a carriage after picking out one of the more elegant dresses.  Something with a low cut, but not<em>too</em>low of one of course.  She'd be on her way soon enough, she figured.