The sailor's hand began sliding up her leg, making it's way to the cleft between her thighs.  However just before his exploring hand reached her sex, she slid off his lap, whispering to meet out back.  He groaned and tried to stealthily tuck his hard cock back into the unlaced breeches.  But then he fished out a silver coin and put it in her hand.  He grinned, "Double that if you let me stick you, triple if you take it in the arse."<br/><br/>He grinned as Brea began to move away, and the sailor did his best to lace up and hide his erection.  He finished his mug of ale and left a few more copper coins on the table for the drink before standing and making his way out of the tavern.<br/><br/>Brea made her way back to Kald to pay him the coins she'd collected from customers, and he nodded but didn't look at her.  If he suspected she'd connected with the sailor, or was going to suck him off or fuck him, he didn't appear to be about to talk about it.