"You ... Accept what?" Your offer of more wine, thank you. I never could hold a grudge." You are more of a tease than Aurora One-Night and the Kissing...Wench combined," I sighed, pouring more wine."So why are you leaving our little piece of paradise?" she asked."Well, my gear all has chains and padlocks," I said. "I need to replenish some supplies, dump my tanks, and find an assistant." What tanks?" Waste water." Eww, gross. And why an assistant?" she asked."I discovered that it is difficult to. .." Lydia said between her soft moans. "I... I want this... please, love me my Thane... Carthalo." Carthalo stood, and began to peel off his armor. Bits of leather, iron, and fur fell to the floor in succession revealing the dark, muscled physique of the Redguard swordsman. He untied his hair, the thick dreadlocked coils fell to his shoulders. Lydia's hand instinctively went between her legs, her fingers slid through the silky black bush that grew there and into the warm and wet walls of her. "But if you make noise, well... who knows who might look out and see you."I stood there for a moment or so, when suddenly I felt liquid pouring onto my head. It splashed down over my shoulders and coated my chest. It took a second for me to figure out what was happening. Sharon was emptying out the leftover sodas and beers from upstairs, down on my head! Within a couple of minutes, I was covered in sticky soda and smelling of stale beer. I was drenched! My slip was stained all different colors. "We don't swish our hips to please others," she informed me,unimpressed. "We do it so others will want to please us." I feltchastened somehow. "But I do appreciate how you feel," she added. "It's how any woman feels when she knows she's attractive." Shesmiled. Silly as I felt to be dressed as a woman and thoughtswishy, her smile made it worth while. I did feel attractive. She'd told me so. I grinned my appreciation at her.So without objection I allowed her to continue. To 'do.