<div class="floatright">(http://dieuxdelaterre.files.wordpress.com/2011/01/josh-hartnett-19.jpg)</div><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_u">~*Fable*~</span></span></div><br/><strong>Location: Yasdiira's Room<br/>Actions: Enjoying the Drow's company<br/>Company: Yasdiira</strong><br/><br/>Fable nodded at what she said about what a dominatrix did. He was glad he had been right. He had simply wanted to make sure the rumors were true. He couldn't help but grin when she said she wasn't against taking people into her bed, only that it was her choice. Nodding, he said, "I'm glad I heard right then. Well, so you know... if you so choose I am willing to have some sexual interaction with you as well." He winked at her and took a sip of his drink. This would be fun.<br/><br/>"So, do you mind me asking you the same question - what made you choose me? You don't seem to be the type to just take anyone as a client." he said and looked at her with interest. It was fairly rare to see a Drow on the surface. Especially a female. He wondered what her story might be but didn't want to ask just yet. Perhaps later. Because she didn't seem to mind it he left his hand where it was on her leg. He liked the feel of her smooth skin. His fingers would occasionally move slightly to caress her flesh. Part of him hoped she might invite him to her bed later but he wasn't sure that she would. It was something he would simply have to wait and see. He certainly wouldn't push her on the issue.