<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/Sekrit/faith_zpsvtmmwkjq.png)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Faith Mercer<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Diner<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Hoodie, jeans, trainers<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Andrea, Open<br/><hr/>It did look like Faith's immediate response would have been to brush it off just like Andrea thought, but the younger woman instead sighed. "If I can't find anywhere I'll come back here," she replied after a few moments. "But I'd be careful about offering me 'everything you can.'"She grinned.<br/>"You never know how people might try to take advantage of that kind of offer." A hot older woman actually actively returning her interest? Faith knew she probably should go see if she could get a word with the mayor, or someone who worked for them, but this was far too rare and enjoyable an experience to just leave. Even though when she mentioned a 'warm, soft' place to stay her eyes had drifted back down to Andrea's chest.<br/>And her own chest continued to itch and feel weird.<br/>"I ... actually, I just need to hit the restroom for a minute, actually. I'll just be back in a ... a minute." It had passed the point where she could just sit there and ignore it; she needed to get her chest bare for at least a little bit and it would hardly be the strangest thing she'd done in a restroom stall.