<em>Trouble?  I bet she is...</em>thinks Chang.  Noticing how Trouble's cheeks grew a shade darker, Chang's smile grew broader, her mouth slightly open, her small red tongue pressed lightly against her upper teeth.  On some level, some small part of her enjoyed Trouble's slight embarrassment.  Shaking Trouble's hand with one, her other hand moved absently to her shirt and 'straightened' it, pulling it tighter over her small, but firm, breasts and increasing the neckline, offering the half-orc a better view of her small cleavage.