Kiriei still wasn't entirely sure what was happening, but at this point, it wasn't because of her lack of proper cognitive function. It was because she'd come back to a more conscious state in the middle of something strangely wonderful. Almost immediately, she'd gotten into the moment, willing to give all of herself to him, but the moment was painfully short. They were caught in the act and the mood was broken.<br/><br/>Kiriei was pushed up by Jerrar and looked down, blushing to see him staring right at her chest. Really though, it didn't feel like such a big deal after what she thought had just happened. Jerrar shouted an apology to the man and sighed, lowering his head in an unfortunate (or perhaps very fortunate) location. There was a light thump as Jerrar's head made contact with Kiriei's boobs, and they bounced in protest. "So... I guess the moment's gone then, huh?" Kiriei asked shyly, waiting, with remarkable patience, for Jerrar to kindly lift his head from her bosom so she could button her shirt.