A bit perplexed at the sudden change in mood, and the way this woman could clearly overwhelm her physically if she wanted, Alice shook her head.<br/><br/>"I'll keep my shoes on, thanks. You wouldn't want me tracking my feet on your nice floor. Tea would be nice, though." Unsure what else to do with it, she set the scroll on the table and sat down on the couch in front of the TV, fiddling her thumbs awkwardly on her lap.<br/><br/>Politeness dictated she not ogle someone while they were standing naked before her, but gods above and below! She was like some kind of incredible mixture of the best of both man and woman. Perfectly sculpted musculature and proud heavy genitals, with a body that was just soft enough everywhere, and that soothing, musical voice, like honey pouring in her ear....<br/><br/>Suddenly, she shook her head and blinked, realizing she had almost drifted into a daze just *listening* to the woman speak. She always had to remind herself: around the divine, never relax.