For one, he didn't finish what he had started. But-no! Viloet wasn't that kind of girl! She would never stoop so low as to sate her libidinous appetite with such a man, who only moments before was content to touch her without even asking. Hrmph!<br/><br/>Even if he was a little hunky...<br/><br/>She put her hands on her hips, the height on the bed still not quite putting her at eye-level. It was better than being her customary crotch level at least... "I demand... uh. I-"<br/><br/>Crap. What<em>did</em>he owe her? The halfling hadn't thought this through... She put her finger to her chin in contemplation, "I don't know yet!" She affirmed, putting her hands back onto her hips defiantly, "But I'm not going to let you off<em>that</em>easy."<br/><br/>Yes... He would pay! In reality, the small woman had very little weight to bargain with, and not just literally. Still, that was better than nothing at all. Most of the time she was helpless to exact her vengeance for such humiliation. And too often had she been violated so guiltlessly that the possibility of impelling reparations for these insults was just about non-existant.<br/><br/>"How about this?" She asked, tilting her chin up confidently as she closed her eyes and began to speak, "Since I doubt you're not going to be the last person to mistake me for my sister... You should be my, err, bodyguard!"<br/><br/>She smiled wide, as a child might after being caught stealing from the cookie jar.<br/><br/>Her servant! Her<em>slave!</em>How humiliating! It was the<em>perfect!</em>The depths to which Viloet bluffed<em>herself </em>into believing were limitless indeed...