Tiatha was still floored by the appearance of their hostess. Numbly she allowed herself to be pulled inside and when directed to the couch she obediently seated herself right beside her friend. It was then that she took hold of Alli's hand yet again, folding both of her own over the appendage and holding it tightly in her lap as the buxom pink haired human went through the motions of welcoming them to their new life. The ground rules were explained, and clearly so and as the engineer dressed and made to leave, Silverbough  finally felt the buzz of the bloodthistle she'd so eagerly consumed earlier began to kick in. The world began to slow ever so slightly around her and her racing heartbeat became a low, dull booming thud in her own ears. The pale girl's cheeks ran flush, and it spread down all the way her neckline toward her breasts. Before long it was apparent from her fidgeting that even the touch of her robes was beginning to get to be too much for her now hypersensitive skin-- she was feeling good, perhaps too good.<br/><br/>With the madam gone and left alone with Tiatha for what would likely be the last time, it was likely no surprise her glowing green eyes wandered toward the bed. She smiled and then looked back at her friend and lover, her smile only growing. “One last time together, alone?” There was no guarantee they'd get to share such a intimate moment in the future, one truly just between them and no one else. “We could warm each other up for the new mistress?” She was positively breathless already, her cheeks flushed sanguine and only growing darker as seconds passed.<br/><br/>“Let me be yours?”<br/><br/>Her eyes said please.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>