WAS: Sit next to the danseuse
From Create Your Own Story
You slouch down between two bearded bandits who glare at you suspiciously, though you could care less about their hostility; the girl is all that is on your mind at the moment. Her dance is of the erotic kind, with slow, sensuous movement and suggestive poses that show impressive flexibility. The clothes she wears leaves little to the imagination; a fitted brassiere with a beaded fringe that jingles with each movement and a brass belt with two veils hanging at the front and back, their only purpose to cover her intimate parts. In the corner of the room an old nomad plays on a rebab, procuring the relaxing melody to which she dances.
Her eyes suddenly meet yours, and with a locked gaze she moves over to you, ending her dance as the musician starts playing another song. In an instant the other patrons return to their hushed conversations, and the girl speaks to you in a foreign accent:
“Did you enjoy my dance, stranger?”
You’d like to say it was her shapely ass that pleased you the most, but decide to reply with a silent nod instead. She continues:
“These other men are nothing but local mercenary trash and desert raiders. I see them every day and they are of little interest, It’s been too long since an exotic stranger such as yourself walked through these doors. I am Fariha, for what it’s worth.
She extends her hand, and the moment you take it she moves forwards and starts sucking on your finger. The bulge in your pants grows harder and she must have noticed it, because she softly lays her hand on it and says with a smile:
“Come upstairs with me stranger. I want to show you another side of this city, a friendlier one.”
