Choy's boys might have been expecting a fight... but Yazhu's proclamation was so unexpected, so shocking, that they stood there slack-jawed while she emasculated them. It also got the attention of the rest of the street as well, public announcements of cuckolding not an everyday occurrence, even in Blowers' Alley. By the time they got their bearings back, enough people were looking on with interest that it would look really bad if they tried to gang up four on one on a girl in broad daylight.<br/><br/>"But... but..." Shaved Head stammered, lost for words.<br/><br/>So it was just when they let their guard down that Yazhu got physical! The first thug misread her feint for a real punch and flinched in front of the witnessing audience, much to his shame. The next thug had it even worse, though, sent sprawling to the ground by her leg sweep with a ruined shoe to boot. But their leader had the worst of it, indirectly kissing a hundred dicks through Yazhu's lips, frozen in place the whole time as his brain struggled to process the mixed signals telling him to continue and break off the kiss at the same time.<br/><br/>"Gay!" someone shouted from the crowd, followed by more jeering and laughter. That seemed to snap him out of it - "I'm just following Choy's orders!" he half-squealed, half-cried as he tried to salvage what tiny sliver of dignity he had left remaining, by fleeing with his metaphorical tail between his legs before Yazhu crushed it too under her lovely lithe stockinged foot, his men following close behind.<br/><br/>"Nicely done, Cutie-pie," Marcius returned whistling, having watched the whole show with satisfaction. "How about I show you what a<em>real</em>cock looks like?" He made some crude pelvic thrusts, but perhaps more arousing was how heavily laden his... purse was, jingling with coin.<br/><br/><em>OOC: Profession check again, this time to earn more tips!</em><br/><br/><hr/><br/>A few days later...<br/><br/><em>Chunhualou</em>, translating to "Pavilion of Spring Blossoms" in Common, was the largest Tien pleasure-house in Blowers' Alley. Its owner, Madam Jung, was the unofficial leader of the sisterhood of sex workers in Tientown. So, it was only natural that when a meeting of all of Blowers' Alley's ladies of the night needed to be held, that her establishment was the location to host such a gathering.<br/><br/>"Ladies, I have good news and bad news," the heavily made-up Madam Jung, hiding the wrinkles of middle age, announced. "First, the good news. Fat Choy has seen the error of his ways, and as a gesture of good faith, has agreed to sell us the shipment of oils and lotions with a ten percent discount." There was much cheering and applause, which Madam Jung allowed for a minute before raising her hands for silence again. "But, the bad news. There is still a shortage until the next caravan comes in from the north. In the interest of fairness, we will ration the lotions to each business according to its size." Though less enthusiastic than before, this decision was begrudgingly accepted as fair. "And now, to the next order of business. Miss Vashti?"<br/><br/>Sandra stood up. "I am Sandra Vashti, masseuse at the Purple Dragon, and acolyte-in-training of Abadar. Our line of business - not just at the Purple Dragon, but everyone in Blowers' Alley - depends on not just our skill, but also on imports to differentiate ourselves from the cheap whores in the rest of the city. But our reliance on these goods makes us vulnerable to disaster and exploitation, as the past few days have shown. It's not realistic to stop using oils and lotions and incense... but we need to take more control over their procurement."<br/><br/>"Well said," Madam Jung said, "to that end, I have decided to invest in a share of the caravan to Kalsgard. With it we will have a steady source of supplies and cut out the middlemen like Fat Choy which will lower our prices in the long run. For at least the first few trips though, we will need to send a few of our own with the caravan to make sure everything works smoothly."<br/><br/>All eyes turned to Ameiko, whose ex-adventurer experience apparently made her the most obvious candidate. Finally she agreed, "Alright I'll go. But I can't do it by myself, I'll need a few more volunteers..."<br/><br/>