<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/66/ShinMinAvi.png)</div><strong>Name :</strong>Shin Min-hee<br/><strong>Element :</strong>Earth<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time :</strong>Tea House<br/><strong>Tagging :</strong>Scholar Qiguan Lin Sung, Tea Girls<br/><hr/><br/>The briefest of tension stiffened achilles, calf and loin at the faint question…offering touch of soft stockinged toes.  It was a natural reaction quickly relieved by the pressure of an experienced thumb against a blocked meridian.  Chi began to trickle while her yang imbalance tugged her mind towards the shaded touch of yin flowing south of her river.  She ached for balance that had so clearly illuded her during her competition.  It was her yang that called her to be distracted like it was distracting her with the delightful touch of the mature scholar so gracefully offering yin to fill her.<br/><br/>The only acknowledge of Min-hee’s approval was the surrender of her supple calf and languid exchange of digits along the xunlun meridian where heel met leg.  “I humbly accept your offer, generous scholar.” Min-hee replied with a bow of her head.  “It is expected in my order to anoint the body with scents and oil to help clear the mind while aiding in the clearing of meridians.  I have performed the healing massage many times myself on the sisters of my order,” Min-hee explained quietly, following the tea house girls into the cool interior of the house.  The alchemist walked closely with the scholar her head dipped so that their conversation was their own, but never touching as would have been improper amid strangers.<br/><br/>“I have found that forgoing the wrap and applying the massage directly to the skin offers the best results.” Min-hee added as they lost themselves in the maze of sliding rice paper screens that only did so much to keep out the soft grunts and sighs of others enjoying the release that the Tea House provided.  She knew full well what she had implied with that statement. The house girls slide a final screen away to reveal two comfortable looking raised couches and a simple table on which rested delicate bowls and vials for oils and healing scents.  The workers bowed their heads modestly and motioned towards the tables.<br/><br/>“We have robes if you wish them and will attend to your clothing.” One of the girls said with a smile.<br/><br/>Min-hee removed her most favorite straw hat and set it aside.  Her raven hair was starting to dry, but still clung to her face in places.  She gathered it in her hands and pulled it over her right shoulder to reveal the tan skin beneath.  While she did so her eyes did not leave the humble scholar who so graciously offered this respite.<br/><br/>“Do you have a towel?  I need to dry myself.” She asked the tea house girl.  Strong arms lifted to untie the clasp around her neck that held the upper portion of her hanbok in place and drew it down to reveal the swell of her breasts while the tea house girl began to dab at the skin about her neck and shoulders. Dark eyes sought out bespectacled ones curious as to what she would see reflected there.<br/>