The joy of being at parties where they just walked around serving alcohol, she didn’t need to convince others to buy her drinks. Instead she could just take a drink off of the plate, before continuing to dance around. So with a happy buzz, making her hips sway even more as she wandered around in the white pumps, and the little bell around her throat chiming along with it, she was in heaven. Or Paradise. Whichever one preferred to say. It was first when she felt her feet getting tired, and body needing a little break, that she more or less dropped herself down on someone’s lap, her arms easily moving around their shoulders, and her face nuzzling in against their throat. “You looked warm and soft.” She murmured, just happily rubbing her nose against them. “You don’t mind a little kitty on your lap, do you?”













