<span style="color: red">"It's still very unlikely I'd find a worthwhile mate, but depending on how raising this child goes I may give it a shot. You flatter me, but it's unlikely there will be anyone to match up to me there, I'd have to settle for something a little less than equal." </span>Nyarien shook her head a bit and smiled.<span style="color: red">"Look, you're cute but I don't find you very attractive, if you're that desperate to get me into bed I'll humor you in a while. Once he's in bed, I've had something to eat, and I have my room I'll let you spend the night with me doing whatever you please."</span>She nodded a bit and smiled.<span style="color: red"> "Good, then perhaps a friendship between us is possible. Our definition of the word lover varies greatly then, prove you can keep my interest in bed and I can see myself being your 'lover'. I'm not damned good, nor am I great, I am, however quite capable of being convinced that sharing is good thing."</span>Nyarien shook her head and wrapped one arm around Leena's back as she started to drink, the flow rich and heavy.<span style="color: red">"I'm not one to dominate those I'm with, I've been accused of still being too Elven, I'd much rather have someone to laugh, play, love, and coil around after a hard day, not bully around. The Tauren over did it, but according to Ophidian I may have distracted her when I got a little hands on in describing what I needed done. I'm producing more milk than my son could ever drink, but I guess it's good I have you handy. Drink deep little human, I don't need my breasts to be this full."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>