A business date! Sort of...(Amaya and Charity)

Amaya had slightly shivered when she had been touched by Charity, but kept on smiling as she was talking about meiko stuff.
"It's kind of a buyer's market. But I could for example, do this."
She would stand up, get out of her shirt and wrap it around her shoulders to draw it down over both shoulders slowly while leaning backwards against a wall, looking at Charity with shy eyes before sitting down again.
"Or lean back on the sofa so that the customer can close in on me at her leisure. You could even wrestle me to the ground when I am doing a pose, conquering me slowly in a game of surrender and rebellion. Most noble customers of hanamachi were either bureaucrats or warriors, the first being mostly powerless in the eyes of Shogun or Tono, the second proud warriors with commitment to war and fight. The customer was indeed king for geisha, not much room for soft romance."

Charityâ€s eyes widened as Amaya got out of her shirt and wrapped it around her shoulders. The blonde was enraptured watching her lovely visitor, drinking in every last movement that she made, only able to rouse herself from her revelry once the girl had sat back down and finished her thought.

“Wow…” Charity whispered. “Leisure…conquering…it sounds like, uh, a lot of fun…”

Donâ€t do anything stupid, she berated herself. Donâ€t scare Amaya off. You know you couldnâ€t live with yourself if you scare her off.

“I guess the only part I think is bad is…the part about no soft romance,” Charity said, with a nervous smile. “I guess Iâ€m sort of gooey, and mushy, but Iâ€ve always really liked soft romance.”

"That was centuries ago, Charity-chan. Of course there can also be romantic seduction be used, it just was not common in the early days of the geisha. And the customer is king, so we there can also be romance once the seduction and conquest is done."
Amaya put her shirt back on and, following a whim caused by her good mood, half sat and half laid back on the couch with her arms laying beside her head to enjoy the comfortable couch. At least that was what she told herself...

"Just think, what would you do if you were a customer?"
Charity asked while snuggling against a pillow, looking through half closed eyes at her host. She did not know if she wanted to lure Charity into a game of conquering and rebellion, but in any instance she felt very comfortable in this position, the only thing missing was her kimono she liked to sit on the couch in.

“Right,” Charity said, bowing her head. “I think I get it.”

The blonde kawaii was happy to see her new friend getting comfortable. Amaya had seemed a little nervous throughout their match, and when she had first arrived at the apartment tonight, but now she seemed very happy. And that made Charity very happy, too.

Amayaâ€s question caught Charity off-guard, and she stammered trying to respond. Did Amaya want the same thing that she wanted right now? “Umm…w-well, can I show you? I donâ€t know if I can describe it…i-it would be, uh, be better if I showed you.”

Slowly, nervously, Charity would lay herself down across Amayaâ€s body, staring into the girlâ€s eyes, silently asking if she should continue.

Amaya had not really thought it through from a certain point after she had laid down, so when Charity laid down on her, she did not object. She did not know why this mood struck her, but the inviting warmth of the couch played surely a part in it, but not nearly as much as the lovely Charity did.

"Uuhh, what an adorable customer."
She said, giggling lightly before slightly raising her hand to tip on the nose of her new friend.
"We take a very serious approach in pleasing our customers. What do you want to do with me now?"

Charity thought that Amaya might shy away from any further contact, but, instead, the Japanese girl now seemed to be taking the lead in pushing the two of them towards the sort of encounter that—well, that Charity had been hoping for ever since the early stages of their match!

Charity giggled along with her friend when she found herself bopped on the nose. When Amaya asked what she wanted to do now, Charity hesitated, and then decided to try to be as confident and comfortable about this as it seemed Amaya was.

“Heehee…well, an adorable customer needs an adorable geisha. And it looks like I found me one!” the blonde declared, leaning closer and rubbing her cheek tenderly against Amayaâ€s. “Mmm, you are so soft, my lovely geisha. I would very much love the chance to feel more of that soft, soft skin…” Charity slowly slid her hand down Amayaâ€s arm, then let it trail inwards across her stomach, before finally pausing with her fingers on the underside of the girlâ€s breast, silently suggesting the removal of the shirt which separated her from her geisha's body.

All hesitation was gone from Amaya when Charity was the customer of a geisha. Not that she was particularly into fetishes much, but Charity combined with a fall back into times she memorized as generally better.

When the hand of the Blonde trailed slowly to her stomach, she turned slightly to the side to put one of her legs over the legs of Charity.
"Less is more sometimes."
She replied, but still put one hand down to her shirt to pull it up to only reveal skin up to her belly button.

Charity giggled when Amaya hooked one of her legs up and over her own. The black-haired girl seemed more than willing to keep going. Alright, then, Charity said, I think Iâ€m ready for this, too.

When the Japanese girl only revealed her skin up to her belly button, Charity decided to take on the role of the demanding customer, contorting her face and looking at Amaya sternly. “Hmm, no, I think I will need a little more than that before Iâ€ve gotten my moneyâ€s worth, geisha,” she insisted, beginning to tug upwards on Amayaâ€s shirt herself, hopefully exposing the girlâ€s chest, if she could.

"That's nearly insulting, madam. I am a good girl, not an easy hooker..."
She answered lightly while still allowing Charity to lift her shirt some more before stopping her right under her breasts and form a knot out of her shirt while also attempting to weasel out from under her to slip halfway from the couch in an attempt to temporarily escape her customer's immediate grasp.
"Does that look American like to you? Boots, knot under the breast. To make you feel more at home..."
She asked with a giggle, slightly rubbing one of her socks against a sock of her host. She did not wear her boots anymore, but she liked the image of that in this position.

Charity giggled as Amaya slipped from her grasp, insisting that she was not an easy hooker. The blonde kawaii sat up and smiled fiendishly, still pawing at her friendâ€s now knotted shirt.

“Oh, no,” she said with a smirk. “You are not going to get away that easily, my little geisha! In your American-looking outfit, you are just impossible to resist! Come here, my darling!”

She would grab for Amaya, but come up a bit short. Well, that was alright; Charity would content herself with playing footsie with her friend, rubbing her sock right back against the other girlâ€s, and bringing their other two feet into play, as well.