Tamara jumps into Sar's arms as Anna leaves, squeezing him back as tightly as he hodls her lither and smaller frame against him, lifting her a bit. She let out loud and deep purr of pelasure as he nuzzles her head and neck, then she covers his cheeks and nose of loving and quite lustful kisses. Her ears flicks some as he whisper into it, nodding as she feels the same, then she ksises him back passionnately, only to have them interrupted by Anna.<br/><br/>The young tigress very reluctantly let go of Sar, feeling her desire and lust increases again, but she knows this is not good, as neitehr Anna nor Arkain would allow them to mate together, and they would even get very mad at her and Sar. And she don't want to think on Sar's mother possible reaction, even though she seemed to have been softened a bit by Anna's impromptu speech. Her first reaction, when Anna tells ehr to come and accompany her and Sar is to follow. But she stops after a couple steps, looing at the both of them, and shakes her head slowly, tears on her eyes. She looks very tensed, and she puts the strap of her bra back on place, covering her breast.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- No... I think it's best... if I do not come... I... It's hard to... resist... thoses urges...</span>she stops, takes a deep breathe, then let out a low mewl and runs away.<br/><br/>Both Anna and Sar can see teh tigress head for another door leading into the house. Once inside, the tigress runs to her room, hitting a few of the crew and not even caring to apologize or anything, and she locks herself on her bedroom. Then she jumps on her bed, grabs a random plush on the huge supply she has, and curls around it, using it to muffle her cries. She soon begins to dry-hump the plush, mostly unconsciously.