<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/HGfGq8X.jpg)</div><br/>Florence smiled at the offer to be fed the delicious treat by the handsome man.  But instead of giving voice to her first thought, that of eating treats directly from his muscular chest, she opted for a more respectable option.  Removing her silk and fishnet gloves she gently took a single bit of the honeyed treat and sampled it, her pearly white teeth contrasting the dark cherry blackish-red lipstick she wore.<strong>“Mmmmm, how sinful,”</strong>she commented, though she was thinking of less conservative dress and acts of love making, and not the delight in her mouth.<br/><br/>She gently ran a finger across her lips as she finished and then licked the bit of honey from her fingertips before saying to the prince,<strong>“How strange our ways must seem to you then.”</strong>She gestured to her outfit, which exposed nothing but her face, her hands now, and the thin oval of flesh above her breasts.<strong>"Forgive my curiosity, for I am nothing if not a seeker of information, I find myself completely obsessed with it, but I must ask you, how much more decadent would a party of this type be were you not constrained by Olanian standards of taste?  For I admit, I found color rising to my cheeks at the sight of such meager garments.  As well a bit more heat flowing through my veins at your lattermost suggestion.  Certainly your folk do not end all galas with open sexual escapades?”</strong><br/><br/>She certainly would have to consider moving to Su Barat if such a thing were the case.  Though in all honesty, she knew she had to allow the prince to drive the conversation, she looked for a way to steer the it back towards his scars.  After all, her pledge as a member of the candlelight society meant that she needed to be observant for signs of demons.  She knew that one sign was that of spirit flagellation, and she needed to consider that this man might be one who trafficked with demons or evil spirits, or might even simply be the target of such.<br/><br/>Of course, she should also bring up her husband’s business, the cover for the reason she was here.  But her Fleur minded side also added that if she had a chance to sample the exotic delicacy that was his body, such a thing should be explored as well.  She squeezed her thighs together, putting pressure on her womanhood for a moment at that thought.  Business first, pleasure later.<br/>