Alassra plunked her own things down on the thickly carpeted bedroom floor. "He seems quite nice," she said in her soft voice, "And he looks handsome and well-kempt, so he's probably a nice person," she added with her characteristic innocent nature.<br/><br/>The brunette girl decided to change her clothes; she was quite sweaty from the long drive, and having to carry her luggage about. She swatted the door closed with her palm, but she didn't quite sway it hard enough. It stayed a few inches ajar, but she'd already spun around to face the window and didn't notice. It also didn't occur to her that she was standing in view of the bedroom window as she began to undress. She was absentminded that way, prone to deep daydreams, but perhaps it was part and parcel of her mind's latent magical talents.<br/><br/>The slender Alassra slid her blouse over her head. She slid her skirt beneath her hips, from whence it fell like a leaf to the floor. The girl stepped out of the skirt. She stood in her emerald green bra and panties, both silky and lace-fringed and dainty, with tiny 'VS' logos. Her body itself was lithe and a peachy-tan color. Her hips were slender but curvey, and her breasts were high and pert.<br/><br/>She backed up toward Reannen a bit. "Mind getting my bra clasp for me, sis?" she asked demurely. "Oh, and what do you think of him?"