<span style="color: DarkRed"><i>"Oh, I think I can handle what I find. And I also think that's a problem that needs to be remedied."</i></span><br/><br/>Thuren says with a slight smirk. Now he's quite sure Katelynn's interested, merely playing hard to get. And after her display, he's quite eager to play along. Turning to the bartender he orders her a mug of the inn's finest ale, flexing his rather impressive muscles in the process of turning, as well as crossing his legs slightly more to hide the growing stiffness of his manhood.<br/><br/><span style="color: DarkRed"><i>"Something wrong? Perhaps something I could help with?"</i></span><br/><br/>He asks when she begins rubbing her back, placing his hand on the counter sure near to her own, while at the same time allowing his eyes to wander her body, moving from her rear to her chest with a measure of appreciative lust.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>