Her eyes widened as she saw her naked, the Kimono that she wore wasn't much better, as the fire in her loins did not quill just yet. Even the slightest pet seemed too push on the edge, yet sadly not over it, not enough for her too orgasm, not enough to end the hell that is this sexual frustration. She let out a sigh to calm herself, she thought that a simple bath was going too cure things, too relax her and calm her down.<br/><br/>After a short trip through the halls, the Brown Elf lead the Divine Tease too the bathhouse. There was a piece of cloth for a door, and a sign next too it giving the times. Steam escaped from behind the cloth, The bath would have already been started and warmed to perfect temprature, something Miranda needed.<br/><br/>Once she pushed past the cloth her face fell sadly. The bath was about the size of a pool, 15 feet long, 6 feet wide, 3 feet depth, there was areas too hang your towel and dry off, as well as benches to sit and talk.<br/><br/>What was odd however, was that instead of a group of women all bathing themselves and washing each other, talking about which guy looked at them how. It was filled with men, all swapping sex stories, comparing dick sizes, and making off color jokes. They turned too see Miranda and Serieyle walk in, and talk beginning to spread. Lots of talk about which one was hotter, why they were there, why Miranda's tits seemed bigger, and other lewd talk at her expense.