Oh. So they were talking about...<em>that</em>kind of job-!<br/><br/>The roses bloomed in Leyliana's cheeks, all over again - She was fascinated, embarassed...And more than a little tipsy, now, given now the ale tasted better the more you drank! Certainly not drunk - Not that she'd admit to herself, at least! - but there was a definite weave to her steps as she swayed to her feet-!<br/><br/>"A celebrity~?" she echoed, a little muzzily...Hanging on every word! She *should* take off her skirt - It was a very drab thing, not fitting *that* well anyway - Even though she knew she really shouldn't-!<br/><br/>Her gaze darted left and right - No-one else was watching, and it *was* a really frumpy skirt...<br/><br/>-Fabric rustled, as Leyliana tugged at the pins that held her makeshift garment in place...Her breath coming just a little faster, lending her a tempting air of innocence as her cloak-turned-skirt slipped down a inch...Revealing a little glimpse of the soft flesh beneath~!<br/><br/>"You mean ~ Like this...?" she said - Biting her lip, her eyes just a little hazy now...It was so *hard* to keep it up, her slim fingers pinching it together, holding it in place...Aware that she was only wearing her panties beneath it! If she could just hold on...<br/><br/>-Oops~!<br/><br/>And just like that - With a little gasp! - the grey fabric slipped from Leyliana's fingers, her skirt unraveling itself at long last! Before, it'd done sterling service preserving her modesty...But now, she was *only* in her boots and panties, a squeak pulsing from her lips!