She wiped at her eyes and their moisture, looking to him with a gratitude. "R-really? Oh, thank you, sir." She went up to him, bouncing a bit in her step to give him a good view of her chest, and took his arms gently, looking up into his eyes with a mix of adoration and infatuation that could fool a father into believing its sincerity. "Thank you so much. How can I ever repay you?" A bit of red came to her cheeks as her eyes held his, her body soft next to his.<br/><br/>Inwardly, she was laughing loudly, now, her exultation about to reach its climax.<em>Ha, ha, ha, little bar-waif. Bear the fruits of your petty indiscretions.</em>