((Sorry I've been busy. And I'm gonna be gone for the coming weekend too.))<br/><br/>Camille's heart rate slowed down a little while she stood in the chilly shelter holding the door shut. And slowly but steadily coherent thought returned to her.<br/>She became aware of two things. The first thing was indeed the sound of the radio crackling somewhere in the darkness behind her. The second thing was the noticable feeling on her breasts. Her sweat mixed with the powder on Liandra's wings combined with the extra sensitivity made for a very soft combination. She imagined for a moment as she breathed in that a handsome man had her hands on her.... No this wasn't the time or place! Reason interjected and Camille turned around. The radio was in plain sight which made Camilled smile. At least something was going right.<br/>She blinked slowly unable to get the thought of being 'touched' in that way out of her mind and her body was beginning to respond to the feeling on her breasts. Her nipples began to harden just as she looked down her collar at Liandra.<br/><br/>"Sorry for the rough ride. If you like you can crawl a little higher. So you can look out." Camille said. But a part of her hoped that Liandra would stay there for a while. She had a feeling that her hypersensitive breasts where a result of Liandra being there. And it was feeling very nice.