The older woman has the grace to blush when Tzahala mentions waking up her neighbors, and she shakes her head.<br/><br/>"You'll have to forgive me for that one, Girly. Mama's normally a much... quieter lover than that." With a snicker, Liza finally releases her grip on the runner's toned shoulder, and sinks with a happy sigh back into the tepid waters of the tub. Even pinned beneath her as she is, Tzahala can see the relaxation spreading through the older woman's muscles like a wild-fire... and Liza seems to be in no mood to dissuade the younger woman's advances. Though she doesn't answer right away, either...<br/><br/>But after a few quiet, wet moments, Liza's eyes pop open again, and she moves to give Tzahala's hand a soft, gentle squeeze underneath the bubbles.<br/><br/>"Tell you what, Girly... you wear your dress and I'll wear my suit, and you can take me out to Cloud Nine next Sunday night. That's pretty much the only night I'll have off this week... but I figure Mama can take a night to try the 'dating' thing again."