For a moment, when the dwarven lady first laid the hand on her belly, Vera shut her eyes, bit her lower lip, and relished the gentle touch she was given.<br/><br/>“This one was the first,” she replied to Hilda’s comment about the tattoos and guided the woman’s hand with her own until it rested on a beautiful shape that somewhat resembled an orchid on the right side of the belly. The left hand now lied on the counter for better support, and she sat directly facing the dwarf. When their eyes met again, the smile on Vera’s face had changed from joy into something more enticing.<br/><br/>“I’m Vera,” she said and released Hilda’s hand, but showed no intent for her to draw it away. The human straightened her posture to bring her arms and all their tattoos closer to the dwarf, and added, “Would you like to guess which one was the last?”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>