The girl chuckled, "Gods, Sam.  That's all it took for 'your way?'  I give you time too undress?"<br/><br/>She whimpered, skin flushing as her eyes roamed up and down the swordswoman's body.  She bushed a lock of silvery-white hair over  her shoulder, then leaned across too press her pink lips lightly into the other girl's.  "You're very beautiful."  Her hands stroked the girls side, under her breasts, then teased them with gentle touches.<br/><br/>Abruptly she whimpered and pulled a few inches away from the stronger girl's body.  "Why do I feel this way, Sam?"  Taeya hugged herself, arms mashing her breasts close to her body.  "You would be such a delight to get to know.  I would wash your hair and make  you dinner and kiss  you slowly in the moonlight.  But I'm on fire.  I'm going mad.  If I don't touch you, I think i'm going too sear to ash."