Ana watched the Tau stammer and undress her top , her purple lensed eyes lingering over the her chest and her hard dusk-colored nipples for abmoment before trailing down her flat stomach to the loincloth that covered Mockii's tender little flower from prying eyes. The trader knew she had to be slow ans gentle with the xeno,  to teach her about her own body more than anything first. It wouldnt do any good of Ana to ravage the maiden before teach the maiden how to ravage herself first, it would be a slow process but someone needed to do it.<br/><br/>The human gasped as her tail was fondled,  her cheeks rouge. Its not that the tail was even an erogenous zone,  but it wad an extension of her spine and the very touches made Ana shiver and her stocking covered toes curl for a moment. She really shouldn't be quite doing this, even of her dark god would certainly endorse it. Instead the woman coughed and looked away before struggling for her chemise once more,  a long standings regret coming to her head,  the fear of something quite buried in her past bringing up a juggling , of her taking advantage of something just like this for her own gain and where it now left her.<br/><br/>The Trader tossed the chemise over her head,  letting the fabric fall into place before she wordless nodded and stood,  grabbing a silver case of Leo's from her night stand and a gold filgeree lighter,  mumbling a sorry before leaving the room and heading to the officers lounge on the bridge after taking a multitude of back-ship paths,  only to curl up in a soft,  plush leather chair, not even bothering to prevent the Tau from following.<br/><br/>Her pale fingers find the clasp of the case and she casually opens it with a trembling hand before plucking a fancy tube out of it and sticking the frgranced tobacco stick on her mouth,  a click heard as she flipped the cover of the zippo and lit the cig. She pulled deep on the narcotic and her purple eyes lingered out on the fake void projected onto the closed void shutters, the case ans lighter laying by the feet she had curled under herself as she moved to take the purple lenses from her eyes,  leaving pools of watery jade in their wake.<br/><br/>She probably looked pathetic, Ana's legs were curled beneath her and her tail laying over the arm of the couch,  her black hair hanging in her eyes and her left hand wringing her right wrist as she smoked. A servitor eventually brought the Trader a tall glass of fine Brandy which she sipped ans even the sweet taste or the peach flavored alcohol refused to temper her mood. Her mind still lingering on her only regret in a life lived to its fullest with no reguard for consequences and her shoulders shook for a moment as she fought a sob.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>