Enter the brothel by the front door

You figure that the best way to sneak into the brothel is to just act like you belong there. Striding up to the front door to the Palace of Infinite Pleasure, you are stopped in your tracks by the doorman.

He looks to be close to his late forties, unshaven, and smelling like he's been living in his armor. While you stare at him, expecting him to say something like "Halt!" or "State your business!" he gazes up and down your body, slack-jawed. From the leers he's giving you, he doesn't see girls like you very often and intends to savor the moment as long and as uncomfortably as possible. Maybe you can use that to your advantage.

"I'm sorry!" You exclaim, "I'm one of the new girls here and I somehow got lost! It must have been that left turn at Albuquerque Street...do you think you can let me in?"

"Uh....uh-huh?..." He says mindlessly, staring at your cleavage. He's not too sharp either. Excellent.

"Do you want to see my tattoo, just in case?" Without seeing if he agreed, you spin around.

Then, in the most sensual way you can muster, you bend over and hike up your skirt, exposing the creamy, white skin of your ass. You slide the fabric, inch by inch over your skin, making a show of the action. To add to the effect, you sway your bottom slightly to the side, supposedly to give him a better look at your tattoo, but when really it was just for erotic reasons.

Facing away, you can't really see his face, although you could probably imagine it. What you do hear though, is the poor guard **** in blunt surprise. From the corner of your eye, you also spy Morina watching you. Her hands are covering her mouth in shock, but her wide eyes are locked on your little display in morbid fascination. The combined shock of the little mage girl and this foolish guard makes you grin, but you cover it up when you turn around. This is starting to get kind of fun.

The guard blinks at you, and somehow manages to gather together a semblance of intelligence, "But I've never seen you around here before. I can't just..."

"Please? If you're good to me," You purr suggestively, sauntering up to him, "I'll be good to you, I promise."

Whatever he was going to say gets stuck in his throat. His eyes literally bulge out of their sockets as you press your massive boobs against his chest. When you reach down and fondle his crotch, whatever resistance he had left crumbles. His hands fumble with the handles of the door as he lets you in. You give him a sly wink as you walk past him, suggesting future encounters, but in truth you wouldn't touch him with a ten-foot flaming pole covered in disinfectant.

You step into the brothel, taking in the sights and smells of human rutting. Now that you've made it inside, you have to find out which room is Elena's. So far, so good.

"Hey you!!" Someone calls out to your right.

You turn to see a shapely woman wearing a opalescent elven-style two piece stride toward you, she looks worn out and very, very mad. She is storming towards you and does not look like she can be tricked like the guard.