He placed his hands upon Taki's body and even through the thin sheet of cloth separating her skin from his, they felt feverishly hot. The deep fissured cracks in his skin provided an interesting texture, as if his hands were made out of old worn leather.<br/><br/>He gave Taki a little squeeze, sizing up the squishiness of her buttox.  He grunted in approval, and grinned to Zafina.<br/><br/>“I think I like what you have to offer.  Perhaps you would like to discuss your repayment with me at greater lengths in cleaner clothes and more comfortable quarters.”