Be quick, and help him for a couple minutes? She can definitely do that.

"You should touch me on my back if you want me to stop or if I'm doing something you don't like."

As she swallows, she raises her gaze to check on the man, and sees him with his eyes closed and a big smile on his face.

"Hope that was quick enough." She winks at him, then heads out of the door.

The man just smiles widely at Sana. "Oh wow, you were fantastic! Thank you so, so much!" She bumps into Cynthia as she exits the room, with her wearing a mouth guard with a design of a tiny lotus flowers on it, keeping her mouth open. "Shana", she takes the mouth guard out, putting it in a plastic bag to stop the drool leaking into the other things in her small suitcase, "Sana, you must be doing fantastic! I was just using my mouth on another male client, and I feel like I did unusually well!"

"I've got quite a lot of experience! I tend to prefer using my mouth, as it leads... well, lead, to less abortions down the line."

Cynthia simply responds with stunned silence. "Well, of course it... it would do that. But you didn't have a mouth guard; wouldn't using your mouth end up tiring out your jaw?"

"Practice, dear." Wink.

"Well, I did practice quite a bit. But it's still easier! Anyway, your next client is just in this next room." Cynthia opens a door to a larger than average suite, revealing a tired, elderly man. And someone else drying... his head while walking out from a shower. Cynthia closes the door rapidly. "Well, eh. I don't usually knock because they know I'm coming... but that's maybe not the greatest of ideas!" Eventually, the man opens the door slightly, blushing at Sana and Cynthia. "Well, you're free to come on in now!" He's wearing the same skin-colored underwear that Sana has seen Cynthia in, although his parts... don't look like men's parts, when wearing those.

The skin-colored underwear are way too tight to not show off his... shapes. Why does he look like a woman down there?

(She's kinda staring.)

"So, uhh... could you enter? My grandpa here was getting cranky and touch starved, so I wanted you to give him a few hugs and embrace him." That person quickly steps back into the shower, returning wearing a skirt as well as a fairy long white dress shirt.

A skirt? Maybe men wear skirts too on this world? After all she's been here for two days, it's not as if she could have seen the whole gamut of local dressing customs.

She moves closer to the person on the bed, touching his arm at first.

The old man doesn't have much energy, but is obviously pleased at getting touched by Sana. The person in the skirt joins in, embracing the old man in the hospital bed and crying a few teardrops as well. "This young lady of yours is really nice. Do you think you could have her stay with me for a few hours? I get lonely when nobody's here."

"I would love that. Do you want a hug?"

Doing nothing for a few hours sounds good. She bragged about her jaw not hurting, but she knows it would hurt if she tried to use it more right now.

"Yes, please, young lady. I want a lot of hugs!" After another long, hard hug, he suggest Sana sit down. Then the old man begins talking about the many memories they've had together, of long days by the lake and fun trips around the world.

Eventually, Sana is left with the old man by herself. He's a great customer; he asks for massages, hugs, getting nuzzled and patted all over his body. Nothing demanding! A few hours in, Cynthia returns. "Soo, Sana? I kind of want to show you around more places. I was planning on spending just about all day in the hospital, but I think I should be spending some time with you and Sofia helping you get used to everything here. Do you want to spend another hour or so here at work before meeting Sophia and spending some time at the beach?"

"Works for me! Harold was just telling me of that one time he went on a plane to Leakey Resort to enjoy their white beaches. He really is a gentleman."

"Sure, I'll show up once I think it's time to head home to Sofia again, and be ready to pick you up in a car again. It'll be done in a flash!"

Cynthia comes back precisely an hour later, driving Sana back to her apartment and asking Sofia to join them on a trip to the beach. "I even bought a Uranium lounge one-day pass for each of you! Although... do you actually have proper beach outfits, or would we have to buy those too?"

"What would be a proper beach outfit?"

"I mean, you've seen all our clothes. Would anything we have work?"

"A proper beach outfit means something that makes you look good, and that doesn't get wet and soggy when you're in the water. I don't think anything you have now, qualifies. So some swimwear would be another thing to get, as well as phones for each of you. Anything else you think you might want to pick up, before heading to the beach? Personally, I like getting new underwear because I like looking great for clients, but at this point, I'll be taking a break from filling up my closets even more. What are your thoughts? Sofia? Sana?"

"Honestly there's only two people I'd want to look good for right now."

"Clothes that don't get soggy in water? I'd love to see that!"

"Yup, let's get some of those! There's a tailor not too far from the beach, who made all of my swimwear. I'm sure he can get you something perfect. But before everything else, we should get phones." Cynthia leads Sana and Sofia to a walk to a nearby phone store; the phones look quite similar, the main difference being their sizes. They're made of ultra-lightweight plastic, so they weigh next to nothing. "Just find a phone the right size for your hands; these are all the same on the inside."

"I see... I guess it's not the size that matters, but how you use your hands..."

They choose their phones.

Cynthia shrugs at Sana's joke. "Now, it's just a short walk to the tailor who makes you swimwear. And, because Sana worried about this earlier, they're all perfectly sanitary." She walks the couple of blocks over to the tailor in question, an excitable young woman who always wears a wetsuit, even indoors at her shop. "So, ladies, did you have any ideas for how you'd like to look when playing in the ocean?"

"Stunning?"

She has a look at the swimsuits on display, then gets closer to Cynthia to speak without being overheard. "So, let me get this straight. You basically go swimming in your underwear?"

"Not necessarily, but mostly. I mean, you don't want to wear too much so your clothes get weighed down and you can actually enjoy the sun on your skin, right?" There are a few pieces of lace swimwear on mannequins, looking just about identical to some of the underwear that Sana and Sofia would have seen.