<em>He is... I was? </em>She stepped out to get something from her clothing, acting on instinct. Knowing he would watch her. Wondering what it would like to straddle him and ride him like a toy. Even as she heard that she had been a guy. Impulse control, she told herself, as she walked back to the shower. She checked to see if he had a commlink up and running, wondering if she should invite him. There was a clear and present need that he could clearly fill.<br/><br/><em>Why did you make me a woman? I mean.. couldn't you have kept me a man..</em>She asked even as she ran her hands over her body, moaning lightly as she did so. Was everything about her body a sensual thrill? Why did she KNOW how to pleasure a man so well. She wondered what it would be like to have him fill her, even as she ran her hands over her body. Exploring it. Teasing it. Tasting these new sensations. She knew why the spirit did it. This was so perfect in so many ways...<br/><br/>She felt her tail shift to tease her lower lips as she leaned against the shower wall. Teasing her sex as the AR window showed the backpacker's commlink. She sent a ping towards him.<span class="bbc_u"><em>Want to wash my back?</em></span>Her IM asked as she pinged the door to open for him. She felt a need .. sex was needed for.. her magic. That much of their pact she recalled.