A sigh thrummed from Lucille's lips, as she stretched out on the bed...Hardly the most comfortable place, but it was clean - And worlds better than the hard (and occasionally splintery) wood of the wagon floor-! More, she had some privacy at last...And a chance to wash herself off, from the basin. Just getting her armor off - Setting it aside, clad only in her simple blue undershirt and legging, the fabric clinging to her full curves like a second skin - was a relief.<br/><br/>The cool air caressed her creamy skin, as she looked out at the square beyond - A little yawn teased from her lips, as she rubbed at her eyes. She was rather more tired than she'd expected...But no, it wasn't exhaustion that was the biggest concern. It was that feeling that coiled within her - heady, sensual - enough to make her creamy thighs press together, as she reflected what a long, *long* trip it'd been...<br/><br/>Maybe she could...No, she couldn't-! Blushing, the lovely brunette shook her head, to clear it of her heady, half-sensuous thoughts...Though she could almost *feel* the heat coiling within her body, and knew it'd be worse tomorrow-! This was her first time in town...She had a vague sense that she really ought to try and control herself -<em>But you'd think different if there was a *man* involved...</em>a little voice whispered in her head, as she laid her head against the pillow-!<br/><br/>That was the kind of thinking that'd get a girl into trouble, for sure. And - Whether she knew it or not - Lucille was definitely a trouble magnet-! Even as she curled up on the bed, her midnight hair spreading across the sheets like a glossy halo, she couldn't help but think...It'd be even harder to resist *tomorrow*-!