Thalya Balworth (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=90729)<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w172/minarou/d51733c7-212f-4bfc-ad58-a6d67e51b00c.jpg)</div><br/>The older woman suddenly glomped the young girl from behind, affectionately clinging to her, and leaning her weight on the young druidess - holding her in place.<br/><br/>“My, you haven’t changed a bit.  Always seeing things in gloom and doom I see,” the sorceress began feeling the young girl’s breasts. “Well, perhaps over here it seems, changed I mean.  Three years is long time after all, and they have developed quite nicely,” she purred onto the girl’s ear while she started massaging her bustling jugs, fingers thumbing for her nipples.<br/><br/>“As for what’s on my mind…really now, you’re so presumptuous, Al’ Rhayel my dear.  But that makes you all the cuter,” Thalya giggled, snuggling her face on the druidess’ own.  “I were to answer you honestly, I would say I would like to be friendlier with you, and to brighten you up a bit.  After all, we’re in into this for the long run you know. “<br/>