<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82056.msg5177149#msg5177149">Quote from: Thufir Hawat on 08-09-2011, 07:29:27</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">He looks dismayed.<br/>"Who says I have to? I want to might be a better way to put it".<br/>He uses the damp clothe on her dress. Of course, it doesn't clean anything, only making the tissue wetter.<br/>"I'm not helping, am I?", he states. "Well... maybe you should remove it all until it dries up?"<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><strong>-Arathea-</strong><br/><br/>She turned her face away, blushing crimson, like she had learned to do in the hands of that monster.<strong> "Lord.. is this prober?"</strong>without waitting an answer, she followed the order, and let her gown fall from her shoulders into bile around her legs. She wore no undergarments, and tried to cover her modesty with her hands, her left hand covered her smallish brests while her right hand was over her red pubic hair, her whole body was shaking lightly, from anticipation.