It was time for her to move on to her other patrons, as much fun as she was having with this gent, it would do her business no good to be too accessible to her patrons. It was a line she had drawn years ago, flirt, touch, play, but never be seen to be leaving the floor with the men who came to her business, that undermined her position, it put her on the same level as her girls, and their protection, her business, and Roses own ego relied on it in a way that she would never admit, not even to herself. But there were lines and maintain them she must.

’I’ll certainly try and have a broader selection of ladies for your next visit sir’ she quipped, ’Perhaps one of them will meet The Pirates exacting standards.’ Rose waved her hand, and one of the girls brought a round of drinks for their table. ’On the house,’ she gave him a flirtatious smile, ’For your disappointment.’

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