Tehr held his hands out and laughed, "No no no, Ironna, I don't know if you misunderstood or if I misrepresented, in either case allow me to apologize and explain."<br/><br/>He moved away from the window, putting a little bit of space between her and him, unsure if she'd felt the bulge that was stiffening at his crotch, but wanting to be clear about this.  Holding his hands out still as if to show that he was unarmed he continued, "I've explained that my particular vice is one where I enjoy a slap and tickle.  I find you interesting, pretty, and sexy.  So were you open to a casual evening of pleasure, I would be honored to provide.  But that offer would only be made to a woman that I found interesting and felt I could converse with and be friends with.  I do not hire prostitutes, i only dally with friendly souls."<br/><br/>He stepped closer to her again and as long as she didn't draw away, put his hand on her shoulder, "I wouldn't ever offer to trade money or favors for sexual pleasure.  That would not only insult you, but myself as well.  I'm sorry if I offended you and made you think that.   But know that if we become friends, as I hope we will, you'll likely have to put up with my invitations and inuendos.  Because I don't' give up easily and would like to see you... how did you say it...undress and jump my bones."<br/><br/>He laughed and said, "But if you can put up with my crass lusts, then we can be friends, allies even, with nothing expected or required."<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">I have ZERO problem with Tehr striking out on occasion, it's perfectly fine.</div></div>