Startled by Wendy's aggressiveness, Jin gaped with a wide mouth as she felt her breasts groped and squeezed by the forward halfling.  It felt nice though, and Jin was still not quite unwound from her earlier experiences with the Bliss Motes.  But what caused her to be even more confused was the sense of flattered pleasure at being told she made a great woman.  It wasn't something that her mind had been prepared to deal with, and yet it also felt natural to accept the statement for what it was- a statement of truth by an appreciative source- Wendy.  Jin flushed a bit, but she couldn't really think of any reason or way to deflect the statement even if she could talk right now.<br/><em><br/>( UMD check pasted here:<br/><br/></em><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Roll Result: MingMing rolled: 1d20<br/>Comment: Jins Second Blind Effort No Modifier<br/>Result: 19,<br/>Total: 19</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Hrmmm... interesting...  I figured that I was likely looking right at the rod when Wendy bounced into my lap, so would it hit both of us or just me?)[/i][/color]