She paid - happily - and took her gift for her mother, holding it<em>tight</em>in her arms.  Such a lovely outfit, like the scantily clad thing she too was wearing, and knew that eyes would be on her as she walked down the street.  She loved the idea of being watched...<br/><br/>"Mmm... I think I need to get my 'present' for tonight..." she purred, clinging to her momma's arm "I know you'd like for me to have it be with someone 'special,' but I don't really have anyone 'special' right now.  Still... you can help me find someone of<em>high</em>quality... think we can afford a royal-class courtesan?  Obviously she'll have to be clean... and skillful... maybe a man too, but definitely a woman; I like women better... you know the best place around here?"