<div class="floatleft">(http://i1251.photobucket.com/albums/hh549/Holodancer/Hyb0r1a/400461850_mira_123_447lo_zpse7423c42.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Mira of Shadizar (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=173912.msg8216116#msg8216116)<br/><strong>Nationality:</strong>Brythunian<br/><strong>Class/Skill Set:</strong>Spy/Assassin/Whore and all around Femme Fatale<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Inside the Leaky Wench<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Cormac<br/><br/><hr/>Mira had her third (or was that the fourth) orgasm of the night before slumping onto the bed.  The coarse bedding was rough against the soft skin of full breasts and flat belly but all she could was lie there as  she tried to catch her breath.  Glistening with sweat and exhausted, the Brythunian beauty was content with just lying there and drifting off to sleep when the Cimmerian smacked her not once but twice on her taut buttocks.<br/><br/>She needed to move.  There would be no rest for her.  Not at night.  This was when she was in her element.  Rolling to a sitting position, she rose from the bed as gracefully as she could manage.  There was a basin and jug of water nearby and she cleansed herself as best as she could.<br/><br/><strong>"Cimmerian,"</strong>she began.<strong>"You fuck with the vigor and stamina of five of these Zingarans.  I am quite impressed..  But enough with pleasure.  I have coin to make and an appointment with a rich grain merchant to keep."</strong><br/><br/>She sauntered out of the room, not even bothering to get dressed, blowing a kiss to the Cimmerian before closing the door behind her.