Miranda stops rubbing herself for a moment, her eyes on the other women's cute pink nipples in the water, her own breast sunk into the water until only her neck hung out. The question sort of pierced her<strong>"W-what?"</strong>She said her face red, looking a little bothered.<strong> "I thought for sure that would be what you have down!"</strong><br/><br/>Mortin smirked "Well Miss" he too Serieyle, "I'm Lady Miranda would love to give you a, Visual aid. Right My lady?" he said entirely too confident. A trait that wouldn't have happened on any other day. They were getting comfortable with her, thinking this was okay behavior.<br/><br/><strong>"It can't be that different from what its like where you come from"</strong>she said to the outsider, trying to avoid the man's gaze that was sadly turning her on a bit. "Tell me what its like, and I'll try to describe the difference" she said while she crossed her legs.<br/><br/>Mortin poured some more sake to the outsider, offering to pour some for Miranda who sharply declined.