She arched a brow slightly, flushing faintly.  She hadn't meant for him to give her a vivid demonstration, he could simply..explain it.  At his question she glanced at the woman, and then the man, then over at him briefly.  Her gaze then returned to the pair, brows arching as her gaze widened.<br/><br/>Good god..  that was..  uncanny..  useful but..  wow.  She wasn't entirely sure she liked the idea of it though..  What if the woman were married or something?  He'd just sent her off with some stranger..  Hopefully one that would just give her a good fuck and not try to kill her or something...  She frowned thoughtfully, and focused her attentions on her soup for a bit.  Finally she just put her spoon down and leveled her gaze on him.<br/><br/>"I don't..  want to look a gift horse in the mouth, so to speak..  Today..  yesterday..  its been great..  well except having hot wax on my junk that hurt..  but..  " she paused, her gaze dropping to the spoon as it sat there in her half eaten bowl of soup. "if you could do -that- why would you opt for the ..  other method?"