"Y..you want to....me...th..there..."  Liandra stammered as her face went bright red and her tiny heart raced frantically as her mind flicked through several images and scenes involving such a situation and what sort of experiences she would have if that sort of thing were to happen...would she lay her on a cushion then plant her lower lips upon them as she rubbed against the helpless Liandra in between them...would she lay tiny Liandra upon it and ask her to rub against it, maybe coating it in something sweet an expecting her to lick it....what if she were to get stuck inside Camile, or trapped under her clitoral hood?  She may find herself becoming a mere sex toy for her best friend's exclusive use...what was she to think, hearing about what Camille wanted...she said it was just a random thought, but maybe it was a test to see how devoted Liandra was to her friend...it was a chance that may never come up again and it was one of the things she vaguely skimmed upon in her own mind when she was traveling around with Camille.  The slight wet sensation on her hand brought her back to the real world as she shook her head to clear the thoughts away then looked down at her slightly sticky hand as she realised she'd been rubbing herself down there a little.  Her face, although tiny was now the brightest shade of red as she quickly tried to hide her hand behind her back.<br/>"I...um, I'll...uh...have to think on that...."  She quickly stammered, still a little weirded out at herself and how aroused she seemed to be about being used in such a way.  Did she really want to be that submissive in a relationship?  "Um..I'll just go back in your pocket for now."  She shyly spoke with a slightly nervous giggle at the end, before fluttering up into the pocket to lick her hand clean and hoping that her friend hadn't noticed what she'd been doing in the palm of Camille's hand.