Candira
Singularity
- Joined
- Jan 9, 2009
Kelly grinned and picked up the pink lemonade, enjoying the way it tasted as she relaxed. Kevin was still a bit tense, but there was only so much she could do to make him feel comfortable. She sat close to him, but not too close. Leaning back into the sofa, she wondered what he thought of the services. Some were private dances, some were a few talent demonstrations. Renting out a part of the lounger was an option, as was a full page of spa-like services. And the, toward the back of the binder, were more rates for private time with people who worked in the place.