<strong> Valerie Tyree (http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y200/babycakes_0765/Steampunk/Virginia.jpg) at the bar ....Sir Cobblepot joining.</strong><br/><br/>Valerie was lost in her own thoughts ...mostly visions of what had went on earlier dancing through her mind ...she had so enjoyed the painting of her flesh . The milking of her sweetness had felt so wonderful ...though she was not sure about the milking of Sir Cobblepot ...that was indeed quite messy and salty to the taste . So much of it ...maybe there was a way one could control that release . Wrinkling her nose as she sipped her wine again .<br/><br/>“How’s the wine Valer… Miss Tyree?”<br/><br/>She almost jumped clean off her barstool having been so absorbed in her mind ....that ...well ....her face turned red .<strong> " Oh my ...forgive me ...Sir ...Sir ....Cobblepot .  " </strong>looking back to her spilled drink . Then down to make sure she had not gotten any on her dress . Smiling when it seemed only the bar top was doused with the dark red liquid .<br/><br/>Finally she answered ...with a giggle .<strong> " I think it was much better in the glass ....you startled me as my mind was on earlier ...."  </strong>she blushed unable to put into words the reasoning behind her flight earlier . Biting her lip as it was a difficult social situation this was maybe more a matter to discuss in private .<br/><br/>The bartender seemed to be wiping up the mess and he refilled the glass ....and Valerie moved back up onto the bar stool . As she tapped Sir Cobblepot's arm ...<strong>" I was thinking that maybe tomorrow evening if you have time we might try the painting again ...though you must have many who want your services ...I can understand if you don't wish to paint me again so soon . " </strong>reaching for her glass this time hoping to keep the wine inside .<strong>" I still think you should offer body painting to the others ....such a talented hand you have ,keeping it hidden seems wrong . " </strong>