Brea observed Fethlion as she cleaned herself up, bemused. Some change seemed to have come over timid little Fethlion.<em>Oh well</em>, she shrugged mentally to herself.<em>I have enough questions of my own</em>.<br/><br/>"Go on, get about your business now." She tossed the rag on the table and winked at him. "I'm gonna see if I can find mister fat bastard and make him a happy fat bastard." As she passed him, she pinched him on the ass slyly and slipped down to the cellar. Perhaps she would find Kald there. Fethlion had been good, but she could do with another one.<br/><br/>Besides, it was almost a daily affair. Kald emptied himself into her once, sometimes twice a day. She might as well get it over with while she was going strong.<br/>