Larissa adjusted herself comfortably on the table now that Xavi had unchained her. Most of the food on her body was eaten, but she was too bored and drunk to get up and get cleaned<i>again</i>, so she decided to enjoy the cold breeze against her wet and sticky skin and lie down. Her eyelids moved up and down gently as she saw Xavi carry Kyla upstairs. Jealousy filled her, but she knew better than to complain. She had had her time with the man, it is only fair others get their turn now.