The troll smiled, but his voice was guarded.  "Are you sure?  You will be very thoroughly...ravished."  He stroked himself at the thought--though he might seem noncommital, he was clearly aroused at the thought of having this morsel.  The rod of trollflesh he was stroking, just short of a foot and with a thick, green head, left no doubt as to the monster's real desires.  The others seemed disappointed, but not willing to give up...the lizard-man in particular looked like he wanted her.