"Alright..."  Kechara nodded, leading Yifa to a house that was home to both men and women skilled in the arts of intimacy.  The men there were just as Yifa had hoped, thick and tough-looking and strong.  And the women?  Lovely all of them, and the head of the house recommended to them someone special.  A woman who didn't look much older than Yifa, a girl whose hair was like moonlight and eyes as green as a forest.<br/><br/>She had been one of their best for years, the woman, and was quite adept at her job.  Although, Kechara couldn't somehow shake the feeling that this particular woman was familiar...nah.  Just her being wary, she supposed, wanting Yifa to have someone she knew.