<strong>Inside the walls of Baldur's Gate currently in the new Bathhouse.  The Continent of Faerun, on the planet Toril.</strong><br/><br/>Giselle opened her brown eyes and smiled, a small giggle escaping her lips at Tyger's words.  He did have a point, he had saved her life, and she had stupidly let him get away fifty years ago.  Well, that was one mistake she didn't plan on making again, although....she was a little self conscious since she hadn't done anything like this for a good thirty years.  She hadn't even touched herself, let alone let someone else touch her in any intimate way, and her dark cheeks turned a shade darker.  Slowly swimming a little closer, Giselle simply leaned against Tyger's strong chest, needing his physical presence more than anything as she gave rise to what was on her mind.  "I....haven't done anything like this in thirty years, Tyger.  I don't....I'm not sure if I remember how."  She whispered, pretty embarrassed and a bit ashamed as well as she looked up into his face, a little fear obvious in her brown eyes which was a rare occurrence indeed in the otherwise unshakable warrior.  She was mostly afraid of messing up and making an ass out of herself more than anything, but....the thought of actually doing this again after so long also didn't help in the long run, but she WANTED this with Tyger.  "I'm...afraid.  I thought I'd never admit it....but I'm scared of screwing this up.....like I ultimately did with...my last three, although the first was entirely his own fault."  That was one story she didn't ever want to go into ever again, but she quickly pushed it to the wayside as she closed her eyes, trying to relax as her nude but scarred body rubbed against his own as she floated in the tub, trying to get her racing heart to slow down.