[center][h1][color=00FF7F]Sophia[/color][/h1]
[color=FFFACD]One of the Virtues of not being puritanical about sex is not feeling embarrassed after.[/color]

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[color=FFFACD][u]Current Attire[/u]
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[u]Location[/u]
Upstairs

[@Dark Light]Dorian appeared from his room, his familiar catwalk sounding throughout the hallway and vibrating into the grand upstairs sitting room. He sat, well composed but seemed to be in deep thought over something. Sophia wondered what he was thinking about. She did notice that opening day did not have quiet the turn out that they all had expected. But, he shouldn't worry over such things. It would take some time for the tavern to build up a reputable reputation that would drawn in new customers. Soon, the tavern would be swarming with new and regular patrons alike. 

He must not have noticed her. She gracefully stood, her beautiful gown clinging to her elegant frame. She casually flipped her long brunette hair over her shoulders and walked towards the handsome tavern owner. Her green eyes sparkled as she sat near him in one of the plush chairs, her posture boasting of her high society training. She took a sip of the champagne, which lingered enticingly on her luscious nude lips. She smiled at Dorian. [b]"You seem worried."[/b] Her soft gaze hinted with concern. [/color]
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[i]"You want me?
I walk down the hallway
You're lucky
The bedroom's my runway."[/i]
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