"Drink, you'll get warmer... those panties warm?"<br/><br/>Kari snatched at the flask with just her fingertips, afraid to get too close to the man. She succeeded in grabbing it and sloshed the fragrant liquid all over her legs. "Shit," she murmured before greedily drinking. She'd never had alcohol before and was surprised at the burn that blossomed in her chest. Suddenly her entire body did seem warmer. She coughed, her eyes watering, as she held the flask back out to the man, carefully keeping her breasts covered the entire time with one arm.<br/><br/>"No, they aren't warm," she growled. "But why do you care? I'm just a slave being sold off this ship as soon as possible."<br/><br/>She studied the lights on his visor curiously. What significance did the color have? Frowning, she pushed herself back into a corner to give herself as much distance from him as possible.<br/><br/>