Damita was busily examining her thighs as she ran the rag up and along the top of that flesh, cleaning away the dried fluids from the night previous. She was so intent on what she was doing that she didn’t hear Toho come back in, too absorbed in wonder and thought. Her nanny had never told her that she’d /bleed/ when her virginity was taken – Was that why it had hurt so much?<br/><br/>Damita jumped as she felt someone behind her, a sigh given as she found it was only Toho. Her fingers held onto the rag for a few moments, reluctant to let go, although she did allow him to have it. Cinnamon gaze followed his hand’s journey as it dipped the rag back into the water before he continued to cleanse her. She was comforted and steadied by that hand on her hip, it being the only thing that had made her resist the urge to bolt. A shiver ran down her spine as he ran the cloth over her breasts, a breath sucked in as the rag just briefly touched those peaks before moving on, the girl trying to focus on his voice more than where his hand was.<br/><br/>“Yes, thank you.” She replied softly, experimentally leaning back and into Toho.<br/>