Sanshoku chuffed, still watching the handsome young man through her lashes. “So, I’ll be your first?” she asked, the look in her eyes clearly meaning it in a different capacity. She rose again, unable to keep still for very long. Her lean frame stalked closer to Rambaldi, and she touched her nose delicately to his jaw, running it slowly his neck until she was pressing against him, curling her tail under his chin and giving his back a daring lick of her tongue.

“You didn’t answer me before, Rambaldi,” she said lowly as she paced around him, his name rolling easily off her tongue. “Do you like what you see?”