<span style="color: #ffa64d">"im sorry you had to see that, its... an unpleasant fact of life on this planet. though at least that was done for a good reason, normally its not nearly that... justified."</span>the waitor looked up and frowned before he nodded.<span style="color: #ffa64d">"its not the normal time for a picnic but i can arrange it. what would you like?"</span>Morah took a menu and read it rather slowly, obviously not reading Darnassian very well but it didnt stop her from placing her order.<br/><br/><span style="color: #003366">"then you explain her feral scent, Humans dont have such a quality."</span>Sharindia grinned darkly and substantially raised the aphrodesiac effect for a few moments before she lowered it to allow some relief.<span style="color: #003366">"fuck foreplay, she exists to pleasure us... pound her like the bitch in heat she is."</span>her grin widened and she shook her head a little.<span style="color: #003366">"thats better, i never want her to forget the pleasures we can give her... she already craves you and your reinforcing that. youll be the carrot i use while training her to accept and enjoy the female touch."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>