<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/2e/Poison_Ivy_2.jpg)</div><strong>Lara Thorn</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Sx_OlSmkz-ni9BpsnPHQD1C9U7vwSZKvm3FUYdC_YSA/edit)<br/><br/>Lara gave a startled yelp as her  big silky globes jiggled free and swayed back and forth.  Her cheeks heated as she turned to face the young orc.  The redhead gave another squeak upon being refered to as a 'breeder' by a man blocking her way.  One arm crossed over her rosy nipples.  She took a deep breath and lifted her eyes as high as she dared, 'til she was looking directly at the young orc's nose.  In a firm voice, Lara stated, "I apologize that I cannot be of service to you, my lord, but my master--Thrandal Brax--commands me to remain chaste."<br/><br/>Even as she was saying it, another girl was coming to her aid.  Lara winced a little, fearing that this lovely blond--was she an elf?--would be the next to suffer his attention.