Abida nodded with a smile and continued her occasional kissing, her warm lips meeting flesh with a hungry eagerness to please. Abida would run her hands across Lillas back letting out a few soft cooing sounds, feeling some feral lust over her warrior lover.  everyone on the ship she counted her blessings to have this one in her bed. The captain seemed off, Abida was unsure why, but something seemed strange about her. The strangeness wasn't necessarily an exotic strangeness but just a confusion about her. Though admittedly she was a very voluptuous woman. Torin the guardsmen seemed attractive in that 'thinking with your ovaries' kind of way, that sort of thinking that his genetics might produce viable healthy children. Admittedly within the first day of her being on this ship she did take stalk of the quality of available males for just such a consideration. After all she figured the rest of her life would be spent aboard the Fair Lady. However all those earlier thoughts were faint dim sparks in the back of her mind, The Sister took center stage. Maybe it was instinct, some primal coding in Abidas brain. Maybe it was the emotional need to have someone interested in her someone who had such passion and desire for her. The emotional and physical satisfaction she felt in the afterglow fired on every cylinder in her mind, she was euphoric and the feeling, the words and the body of the Sisters made Abida tingle in both mental and physical ways.<br/><br/>Then another instinct arose, a growl and twinge from her belly. Abida rolled out slightly, putting her hand on her stomach "Food," she said with a curious tone and a laugh. She rested her head on her arm, looking into Sister Nasers eyes with a smile. Her free and ran along the Sisters body, massaging her back and hips. Abidas legs were still entwined in a lovers tangle with Sister Nasers, and her feet met to rub one of Nasers feet. "I don't know about you but I think some food might be needed." She said with a grin. She rolled over on top of Naser and kissed her again on the lips before sitting up right and getting up from the bed, and heading across the room to a refrigerator that was set in a wall. As Abida walked she stepped on something with a hard edge, stubbing her toe. "Fuck!" she screeched before looking down at the large medical tome. She bent down to shift it out of the way and then skipped along, her hips swaying from side to side, her heart shaped ass glistening from sweat. Her skin was like wet polished bronze.<br/><br/>"What do you like?" She asked as she pilfered around in the refrigerator. "There are some fruits I've never heard of here... " the sound of the metal grate being banged could be heard as she moved things around "Some juices, some yogurts, errrr.... Some things in Gothic that I can not hope to pronounce." she laughed as she spoke listing off everything in the small fridge.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>