She knew, after all these months of traveling and fighting alongside the mage that Morrigan was rarely intentionally cruel or callow; she just lacked ...nything resembling tact, and her few social graces did not cover reading body language to determine when someone else was uncomfortable or considering someone else's feelings before she spoke. Given that she'd been raised, alone, in the Korcari Wilds by a Witch who planned to eventually kill her and steal her body for herself, Elyssa knew that. .. Yeah, I think that’s about it!”Her smile in no way reached her eyes.At the risk of repeating myself, I was, still, uncertain how this could possibly lead anywhere I wanted to go. That is, aside from into a teenager’s pants. Once into those pants, I could imagine multiple varieties of unpleasantness. Not certain I was eager to take that path into unknown problems.“So, you have been considering how this could go wrong, haven’t you?”She stopped, and looked at me. “Yep. You remember our. But that’s not the point, is it?” she murmured, licking her lips.“I guess not.”We stood for a moment, looking at each other.“What do you want to do?” I asked.“It’s your turn,” she said simply. “But let’s make it quick, before they send a car back for us.”“This isn’t the most comfortable place,” I observed, looking around at the metal and glass. I was reminded of the chill by an involuntary shiver.“No one said art was always comfortable.”“Hmm. What’s in the back?”“Take a look,” she offered,. We started to kiss and my hands were all over her and so were hers. I was grabbing her at her cloths ,I unbuttoned her green top she had on ,which showed off her well cupped breasts in a lace bra, in matter of seconds I had it off my mouth went straight for her nipples ,I was sucking them like a little baby trying to draw milk, she was undoing my shirt at the same time I was unzipping her skirt and pulled it down I was on my knees and sat her down on the toilet seat where I pushed her legs.