<div class="floatleft">Han Ming-Fu (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2318621)<br/>(https://i.gyazo.com/789772ede28173cb214f86fff115c5d3.jpg) (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2318621)</div>Ming-Fu's eyes widened almost as big as saucers when she felt the brush of Khan's swinging member against her thigh.  It felt warm and velvety soft against her skin, not at all unpleasant as part of her conscious mind might have expected.<br/><br/><em>"Oh...!!!  That's softer than I thought it'd be...  It reminds me of -wait!  No!  That's not something to dwell upon!"</em><br/><br/>However she nearly froze up like a doe in the illumination of a bulls-eye lantern when Khan's hand reached forth to cup her buttocks and gave her a palpable squeeze.  Her whole body turned a deep pink as she furiously blushed, while her skin flushed warm enough to nearly give off steam.  A mix of reactions filled her mind when that touch registered in her thoughts.  She felt a reflexive sense of pride in having been chosen for such a display at first, as feminine instinct exulted in having attracted a virile male's attention; then the realization of what exactly that meant flooded her conscious mind.  Conflicting with an indignant sense of revulsion, she worked her lips silently in confusion, while she sorted out her feelings.<br/><br/><em>"Oh!  OH!  OH MY!  He's fondling m-m-my ass!  But it feels nice...  rather complimentary and pins-and-needles tingly really.  I feel flattered by the gesture honestly... It's like he's making a tribal ritualistic show of claiming a stake on me...  I feel shivers up and down my spine!  He must like me!!!  WAIT!?!  WHOA!!  He can't like me, I'm a ma- oh no...  I'm not...  not in his eyes.  This is...  uh- awkward...  So awkward!  What do I do?!?!  How do I respond?!  Don't be impulsive!  He's an ally, he fought by your side!  If you react badly, it'll alienate him!  But... don't encourage him either!  What to do?!  Umm...  don't say anything!   Just be neutral!  Calm and neutral!"</em><br/><br/>Befudddled and conflicted in her thoughts, Ming-Fu opened and closed her mouth several times, like a fish gulping for breath while out of water.  Red-cheeked, her expression was one of surprised anxiety and shock, and she stood there for several moments after that squeezing grasp, before she finally twitched and gave a sign of reaction, giving a nervous laugh and a tentative smile of embarrassment.<br/><br/>"Heh... ha ha... heh heh... hee heh... Ummm...  hey....  Hi!  W-w-what was that just now?!"