<div class="floatleft">(http://static3.depositphotos.com/1003789/200/i/450/dep_2002665-Beautiful-young-women-holding-apple-in-t.jpg)</div><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>       Katerina De Leon<br/>  <strong>Title:</strong>          Teletrix.  (Not chosen)<br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong>  Resistance.<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   Los Angeles, Art Museum at the corner of Wilshire Blvd and Fairfax Ave.<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong>          Wreck, Natasha.  Open.<br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/>If not for her confusion over what she had been feeling in the bathroom and very recently thanks to Natasha, or no thanks to Natasha, she wasn't sure on that yet either, Katerina could have very easily crushed her given her recent trauma at being nearly sexually assaulted on top of being physically beaten.  Thankfully for the doctor however, that didn't come about and it most likely wouldn't unless she tried to press forward with anything Katerina wasn't ready for.  After calming down a bit and after Natasha had drawn her own conclusions, which Katerina wasn't so sure she was as innocent as she made herself sound, she slowly sat down once more but kept her distance from the older woman all the same.  "It's....ok I guess.  It was as much of a surprise to me as well as you from what I can tell....I'm just, quite confused about it all as you can probably tell."  She was practically radiating confusion as well as a bit of arousal, desire, and other less familiar feelings which were oddly enough directed at Natasha herself.  Sheesh she really needed to get a hold of herself.  She was probably married for all she knew, for all both of them knew since Natasha couldn't remember much of the last 48 hours from what she remembered hearing from the doctor herself.<br/><br/>She managed a weak smile at Natasha's joke and nodded, indeed feeling better, much better thanks to the massage, and whether or not the after effect had been intentional, she was truly grateful for what the older woman had done for her.  "Yes it's...completely gone now, thank you.  I....have to admit that was my....first climax....ever.  An..anyway, I think I'm fine, thanks.  Just uh....I'll be back."  She just needed some air, some time to think that was all.  She gave Natasha a smile to show she wasn't angry at her, and really she wasn't as she walked right by Marcus and wandered outside of the Museum, needing time to collect herself and her thoughts.  She was going to need a new pair of damn underwear after that but otherwise she was ok.  She sighed heavily and looked down at the sidewalk as she wandered slightly away from the main entrance before leaning her back against the wall of the Museum.  She really needed time to think things through and if Marcus so much as touched her shoulder, it was very unlikely she'd leave it attached to his body if she found the means to take it off.