<div class="floatleft">(http://i66.tinypic.com/2diegso.jpg)</div><br/><br/>"Oh!"  Mia gasped in surprise, first at the kiss, then at the fondling, as the cleric's deft hands moved around her hips, and her bare taut stomach.  "Is this how people greet each other in these lands?  Or just women?  This is much different than I am used to..."<br/><br/>At Ember's suggestion, Mia smiled, inclining her head to the somewhat mysterious woman.  "Very well.  I am pleased to work with you.  Although, I think it was decided that I am actually the queen of nice legs?"  Her smile faded just a little.  "I fear I am not suited for blending in to crowds.  Nevertheless, I shall give it my best effort."<br/><br/>As it would turn out, she didn't know the half of it.<br/><br/>...<br/><br/>"Show us your tits, girlie!"<br/><br/>"Whoa, check her out.  I hear she likes it when you play with her nipples."<br/><br/>Frowning, Mia twisted away from yet another hand trying to grope her, or pull away her top.  The catcalls and offers of company had grown distracting.  Mia found her cool wavering, the frown on her delicately exotic face deepening.  Surely... was this the only way a woman could gain information in this town?  Perhaps she should... but no.  She should begin as she meant to carry on, and she did not feel as though she wanted to carry on pleasuring men.<br/><br/>On the other hand, that was exactly what had happened last night.<br/><br/>The market was extremely crowded, a mix of storefronts and stalls, something for sale everywhere.  Or someone; while this wasn't the slaving district proper, the number of scantily clad women, collars around their neck, was significant.  While she could dodge most of the gropes, Mia couldn't quite avoid all of them, and she found her nipples hardening under the attention.  A slow patrol of guards cast her and her companion a look, almost stunned; they ducked quickly around a corner.<br/><br/>And now they were speaking to one more shopkeeper, who seemed to be making a thorough study of their bodies.  Perhaps... perhaps it was time.  With a sigh, Mia's hands came up, gripping the hem of her slight top... but just then, the man began to speak.<br/><br/>(got a 15 on the investigation, spent inspiration)