Lydia smiled at the three men, "Hello there." she said and drained her cup of ale. "Well, I'm not lonely now." she said and rose from the chair. Smiling mischievously, she crooked a finger, "Come on men, we have some trianing to do." she said and with a quick squeeze on each crotch, she placed a light kiss on each pair of lips. "I may not walk tomorrow... but if you can, I'm not doing my part."<br/><br/>She rose and walked out of the trading post, into the surrounding dark, glancing back over her shoulder as her hips swayed suggestively.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The next morning, Lydia moved stiffly, but the grin on her lips and brightness of her eyes told more of her time in the dark with the three men than any words might of conveyed... She might not sit for the next two days, but her itch was certainly satisfied for the moment.<br/><br/>She stopped in front of Silas for a moment and looked up at him... a frown crossing her face for a moment. Then, she grabbed his tunic and pulled herself up to kiss him with every ounce of energy she had lift... and as much of her tongue as she could shove into his mouth. After a few seconds, she let go and smiled wickedly, "That's for the stunt... if you do it again, I'll cut your balls off." Then, she strolled... a bit stiffly... toward Lawrence. "Would you have any well made leather or chain?" she asked, looking at the containers that he was examining, "Even perhaps something with a little magic to it?" she asked softly.<br/><br/>Her voice returned to normal, "I'll trade what I brought in yesterday for a partial credit on anything that you might have... I could even see my way to making a few bows, or arrows for your inventory as well."