<b>Jiljoo and Kameron in Kameron's quarters<br/>
</b><br/>Jiljoo resisted the temptation to tease Kam about his furnishings or to call him 'Master' again.  He really was the kind of guy she could fall for and she hadn't felt that way since Val died.  Almost as soon as his hand rested on her thigh, a lekku stroked across his back to wrap about his shoulder, as if to invite him to lean closer.  She enjoyed the small intimacy between them with no one else around to judge or to impress.  "Well I'm not sure how many are in their right minds these days."  She said softly as she leaned into him to kiss his cheek, it was quite sincere with no teasing from her for once.<br/><br/>"No, you would be a terrible Master."  She agreed with a light smile, "but you do know how to pretend don't you?"  She asked as she turned towards him, wanting to look him in the eye as she talked to him. She thought briefly about the last time she had been in this cabin, before Kam.  That had been a terrible master but still preferred to whatever Ghoutta would have held in store for her.  She shivered slightly at the thought of having to face that perverted beast again.  "We are going to have to practice, our lives may depend upon it."  She told him, needing to impress upon him the seriousness of the task he had set for them.  "Would it help to see just how much I can enjoy serving you?"  She asked, just a hint of a tease as her cheeks dimpled with her mischievous smile.