Cyrine mumbles,  nearly coherent "To wake up in the arms of an amazingly vivacious sexpot. Same as you.." she supresses a little hiccup, as she answere 'what she wants'.<br/><br/>This was one of thoes rare moments in life, on the cusp of making a mistake- but the desire to see the carnage was too great.<br/>Cyrine knew that...however that was...<i>all</i>she knew.<br/>"Whudda you guys...like..do besides the whole?" Cyrine makes tiny 'humpy' motions with her hips.<br/><br/>She points to Torins man business, "That isn't touching me.Nor am I touching it.You..knock yr self out ,"<br/>She removes the tunic completely now, reaching around to unclasp her bra, "Let no one say im undedicated..."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>