Satisfied was the best way to describer her as Charlie let out a groan of pleasure at the sight of it all before taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly. "Darn, that was well done..." she leans forward and gives the other girl a quick peck on the cheek before sticking her tongue out to lick the strand off of the flushed girl, "ya did good Carissa! 'm proud of ya!" Charlie slowly stands up out from underneath Dexter, patting the animal's flank. "I reckon' you'll be done with 'im now right?" Charlie smiles, running a hand through Dexter's short mane. "Sorry boy, don't think she wants t'keep goin' unless I'm round here to encourage her." She eyes Carissa cautiously, as though giving room for the other girl to object to her taking the horse back to its stall. After waiting a moment, Charlie walks him back to his stall, whispering an apology for arousing him with no release and promising to make it up before stepping back out and slowly pulling her clothes back on once he's secured inside. "Okay!" The little redhead claps her hands together again, her usual way of punctuating a change of events or situation. "Time to git on over to the front 'n see about that delivery... wanna come with? Or stay behind? I sure bet Dexter won't mind the additional attention and ya' can take things at yer own rate!" Charlie giggles, and tips her hat down, leaving only one electric blue eye gazing alluringly at Carissa. "Course, I kin tell you enjoyed that sure as shootin'." She turns, ass framed once again by her chaps and it is clear that her panties have actually become somewhat damp after being pulled back on over her unused snatch. "Ya might not enjoy the deliv'ry as much. So feel free to stay here and *ahem* acquaint yerself with the 'positions'... call it job trainin' iffin ya like! I could even see to it that yer left alone while ya 'practice'!" Charlie pulls her vest on and straightens it before opening the door to the barn. "Up t' you~!" She cheerily calls back and steps out, leaving the door ajar as a respect to privacy or an invitation to follow... you can't be sure which. She giggles as she steps outside, feeling the warm kiss of the sun, and grinning broadly. "That one has loads of potential!" She says to herself and walks back towards the main building with a bit of a spring to her step regardless of if she's followed or not.<br/><br/>Back at the main building, she sees Kriasa moving towards the crate with the crowbar and lets out a loud yelp: "Hoo-wee! Yer crackin' that bad boy open righ' here? Well! I'm lookin' forward to seein' ya handle the beasty inside! Ya realize they come here to mate 'n breed right?" Charlie walks over and takes a look at the delivery information. "Ooo! A slimy thing huh? Well, ah' don't mind iffin ya wanna take a crack at it yerself, but we'll be needin' to put it in a special pen so it don't dry up in the sun! C'mon~!" She points to a separate building and fetches a lift to wheel it over there. She signals Kriasa to come along with, "Ya sure skedaddled right quick 'round Dexter, guess somethin' like this is more yer speed huh? Well, don't worry, seems like this is gonna be a fun one... love it when they're slimy and squirmy!" She seems to have an absolute giddiness to her as she attaches the crate to the drop-off point for the special marsh/swamp environ and opens it. Once the beast is inside she closes it off and steps around towards the entrance area, motioning Kriasa inside hurriedly. As she does, it's clear there's a flush of excitement and arousal on her face and Kriasa can see the redhead's panties are practically soaked at this point. "I hope ya don't take too much of its energy... I'd like t'have seconds on this one... though maybe I should see if Serafina needs a hand," she turns and smirks at the other girl, a knowing grin that shows she's fully aware of the nervousness in her partner. Charlie tips her hat back and bites her lip, seemingly enjoying the predicament she landed Kriasa in just by seeing her with the crowbar and waiting to see how its handled. "Think I should go check up on 'er, or d'ya want me here t'help ya with this beastie?" Charlie puts her hands on her dainty hips and waits for a reply, the musk of the barn and her own arousal still clinging heavily to her as she walks slowly into Kriasa's personal space, bringing her body right up against the other woman's so she can feel the exuded heat of arousal. "Hmmm?" she prompts an answer with a faked impatience.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>