Tamara smiles and comes to him, placing her towel on the chair and sitting down, grabbing the glass and nodding. The tigress is quite cute ehrself, for a 14 years old. Her breasts, though still small, are nicely made, as he can tell even though she wears her bikini, and quite a bit bigegr than the average for a tigress her age. Her whole body is slim and nicely developed, her fur nicely trimmed, and her long fluffy tails wishes softly. Her face is quite cute too, still retaining some of the shape of her cubhood but already hinting at the beauty she'll be once fully grown.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- Thanks,</span>she says as she takes a sip of her glass.<br/><br/>She can't help but quickly looks at his body, smiling softly, her tail swishing smoothly at such a sight. Sar is really a handsome and slender tiger, and a pleasure to look at. She can feel a soft tingling coming from her groin, and blushes softly, shifting some on her chair.<br/><br/>Unknow to her, and to evryone else, Tamara is about to enter her first heat. Hence the thought that had been on her mind sicne she saw Sar, and the feelings she'd been having, like the tingling on her crotch at the sight of the handsome tiger. Of course, as the heat will grow, her scent will change and it will most probably affect Sar, and maybe also other males on the house. But, for the moment, this is just an hint on ehr scent, not strong enough to be noticed.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- So, Sar, what do you think of the house?</span>she asks, a bit shy, trying to find a subject to discuss and also trying to get to know him a bit more, and, maybe, make a friend of him