Talianna grimaced inwardly, by the size of Bianka she probably ate whole yak legs. Though for her mental revulsion, her stomach gnawed at her with hunger, "That sounds lovely" she said with a forced smile, drawing her robe back around her and covering her bosom. The tease of Bianka reminded her of the painful lust that was growing inside her.  She felt the heat of her sexual desire damp between her legs,so pent up that it felt as though a single touch would spill her over the edge. She gave another forced smile, "If you'll excuse me, I shall get myself dressed." she said, picking a few clothes out of her dumped saddlebags before striding to the bedroom.<br/><br/>Thankfully the door had a bolt, which Talianna drew across hurridly. Her breath was ragged now, her body aching with the promise of release. The bed was for a single person, with a rough linen duvet and a matress packed with straw. It was itchy against her skin, turning her pale skin a raw pink. She didn't care however as she slipped out of her robe and lay on the bed, her fingers acting as if at their own will as they plunged between her legs.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>