Arysa frowned at Crimzon and shook her head.<span style="color: #b3b300">"only that i hope you know how to bathe her properly. i have worked very hard to take care of her skin and hair over the years... if you need instructions please feel free to ask me."</span>Tyrande smiled a little and nodded with a smirk.<span style="color: #5900b3">"i thought so as well but different people like different things."</span>she smiled and sighed in relief when she was naked again.<span style="color: #5900b3">"your turn my dear."</span>she stole a quick kiss and then stepped up into the bath with a soft groan and sank into the water with a shudder.<br/><br/><span style="color: #b30000">"i was thinking on the roof or in a tree, far enough away that she shouldn't catch us but still close enough... if i might make a confession i have wanted Tyrande since Ophidian first laid eyes on her when he was still my Master. someone that calm, controlled and repressed has to have a raging wild side screaming to get out. to hear that she had finally unleashed herself... ungh! i need to know what she was hiding."</span>she shuddered and looked at Elerona.<span style="color: #b30000">"i don't want to get involved, well, at least not without an invitation, but i could get a good taste without even seeing her."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>