The innkeeper is quick to stop you both, "Mi'ladies, I am glad to see you both safe. I've sent for the guards. I apologize so very much. Your payment will be returned at once."
Sa'sori turns to the Innkeeper, "...Thank you. Not entirely your fault but the gesture is kind. One of them was wearing a uniform is it a local city uniform? Did you or anyone else recognize them? Could be local thugs... but not what I'd expect here in .. you folks are Awful strict on banditry!"
The elderly man wrings his hands frowning, "I'm glad you can recognize that mi'lady." He glances about for a moment checking to ensure the room is empty before whispering. "You didn't hear this from me, but I overheard one of the guards say that a member of the guard posted out by the dock was knocked out and his uniform stolen. He's swearing it was magic, but the rest of 'em seem to think he was sleepin' on the job."
Clearing his throat as he spots two members of the guard entering the inn. The lead man removes his helmet and nods to each of you. "Morning," he starts in a thickly accented voice that marks the man's ulfen heritage. His thick, pointed beard, is disgustingly pointing at whomever he looks to as he glances at each person in the room. His subordinate who was a couple steps behind him, stops in the doorway, glancing about the room.
The man continues, "Lieutenant Svoorist. I vood say nice to meed you, bud under the circumstance. I need each of you to make a sdadmend on dhe record."
Sa'sori is not surprised by the news and is actually secretly relieved that it seems the local authorities were not involved a it seems apparent the attackers stole a local uniform.
On the arrival of the Ulfen Lieut Svoorist, Sa'sori wants no trouble with the local authorities so she politely says, "Thank you , of course we will cooperate fully so that you can get your job done here."
She was not familiar with much Ulfen culture, even though she was certain her mother had been of Ulfen decent... she died too soon to really educate Sa'sori in the Ulfen society or language. Sa'sori pondered she really did not know of any relatives her long dead mother may have had back in her home country... or how Jehnna came to be living in Korvosa.
...she does remember that Ulfen were among the most frequent of her 'clients' for the Church of CALISTRA. Sa'sori tries not to associate the pointed beard to the very eager Ulfen cocks that sought her out so frequently.. but its 'hard' not to snicker a little at the private mental imagery...
Ashlyn will move away from the door, finding an empty chair and sitting down in it. The Lieutenant will questions each of you together, asking basic information.
What brings you to Druma?
Where are you coming from?
Where are you going to?
Did you recognize any of the men involved?
Did they say anything?
Do you know of any reason why they may have attacked you?
Sa'sori must ponder how truthful to be... she decides as truthful as discretion allowed her to be... not wanting to raise suspicions if she was being scrutinized by any lie discerning magic. The Kalistrade of Druma were wealthy beyond counting~ and could afford such magic even for lowly guards if the whim hit them. She had to tread carefully with her words...
Answering, "We are crew-women onboard the . Our last port of call was , we are on our way with passengers to . I did not recognize either of the men. One of them mentioned that, 'they had not been told they would be facing a mage', its possible they were in the employ of someone seeking to capture lovely young women... or wanted to know the details of the crew, passengers and battle readiness for a future pirate attack. They said they, 'wanted to question me or they would hurt me...' but I fought them off."
The Lieutenant strokes his beard as he takes in the information you've given, as he continues with follow up questions.
Any distinguishing marks or symbols on the men that would reveal their identity?
Were either or both wearing a red bandanna on their left arms?
How long will your ship be remaining in port?
Sa'sori ponders... again parsing truth with deception...
"They were both skillful I'd reckon, one of them avoided my cone of fire spell completely even though I had him dead to rights in the area.. and they were both skilled in disarming tactics... my arm is still a little sore from the expert feint that sent my curve blade skittering across the floor. But no they had no identifying marks on their body or clothing that would reveal their personal identities no.. they of course did not give their names. I'm sorry, I know that's not much help , but its clear they wanted no one to know who they were or were working for. I'm sort of the Bosun-in-training... we should not be here more than a couple more days.. but the not said exactly how long so that's up to her."
The Lieutenant will sigh, "Can'd say dads much da go on. Any damages you vand do repord? If we do capdure dhem, we will do ta best ve can ta compersade you."
No matter your answer, the innkeeper will return both of your payment with his deep apologies. The authorities warn you to be careful and inform you that you are free to go.
Sa'sori is thankful to the innkeeper , and the Lieutenant, but is eagar to make her way back to the ship.. but EVEN more eager to find out what has delayed Evlar so... he should have been here by now.
Quickly she again checks her empathic link to ... to see if he is still following prey and since she can also sense his distance to her weather he is still moving away from her or coming back closer to her. Then she leads Ashlyn back to the ship... worried about Evlar now...
Making your way to the ship, the streets are still dark, with only the first streaks of light peeking across the horizon. THe streets are mostly empty, though you can smell the beginnings of bakery shops starting their bread for the day. Ashlyn keeps close beside you and keeps a wary eye out for anything lurking in the numerous dark allies you pass.
Red Wing continues to feel cautious and focused. You do not sense the beginnings of fatigue he was feeling before, which leads you to believe he is likely perched somewhere.
Sa'sori is also cautious of the shadows her hand resting on the pommel of her cutlass as she moves through the still barely awake city. She asks Ashlyn, "You're night shift on the .. shouldn't be done by now?"
"Not likely, I'm sure the Captain won't even leave whichever inn she is staying in until after dawn. Not to mention it is a bit of a walk."
Sa'sori nods accepting her insights.
"Maybe I'm being a bit too paranoid... but those men must have been following us or they have informants watching us cause we told no one~ save , which inn we were staying at. True, they could have had men at the docks watching those that came off our ship... and they choose to follow the three pretty half-elves perhaps thinking we'd be an easy hit. But went off on her own.. do you think they might strike at her on her own?"
"Do you know what Inn she choose to stay at?"
Ashlyn shrugs lightly, "To be honest, I don't. I know Able said she had things to take care of in town. Which is the only reason Elvar and Zach didn't get shore leave last night. I've been with you two since we left the ship after."
Sensing the worry in your expression, Ashlyn tries to comfort you, "The Captain is more than capable of taking care of herself. From what I hear, she took those would be pirates out in just a few seconds. I'm sure a couple bandits won't pose any worse of a threat."
Sa'sori grimaces, "It's been what at least half an hour since the attack at my room? Long enough for those bandits to report back to whoever is giving them orders. It's not a couple of bandits I'm worried about."
She sighs, "... I have a confession to make... I've not been entirely truthful. We have a client onboard ship.. who has paid for secrecy and discretion. The ship that attacked us was seeking this passenger. I suspect these two attacks are related... its all I can tell you.. we have .. made a bargain for discretion and secrecy. These men know we are capable.. now they know a couple of thugs won't succeed... next time.. there won't be just two. I suppose, they figured I to be an easy hit... against the .. they will certainly NOW, at least after being thwarted by just me, send overwhelming numbers!"
"I'm telling you this NOW cause.. I'm making a Bosun-in-training executive decision that YOU Need to know the full weight of what we may be up against. may bust my ass for it.. but I need you knowing the full score. I had follow the men.. as they fled.. I think he has found where they fled to. But I'm torn between doing the safe thing... going back to the ship and finding out where they are.. for fear they may launch a more numerous attack upon the . If they would waste effort to follow one slip of a girl like me... surly they put a tail on the of the ship who so handedly opposed them! I was... low-hanging fruit.. they won't treat the that way. They'll come at her with numbers she can't handle! We don't know where the is staying.. but I'll bet THEY do... all we need to do is follow them if has found their hideout.. but we need to decide now! The thugs will realize when I make a report to the .. we will likely button up the ship and their one opportunity to nab us alone, when we're vulnerable, will be missed.. and likely not come again cause we'll know they're stalking us. They will hit the this morning before she gets the news... I'm almost certain of it.. its what I'd do!"
"What do you think?"
Ashlyn ponders for a moment before talking, "I would talk to Able. The Captain doesn't do much without informing him. Able set up the night shift so if the Captain is planning on being away from the ship, I'm sure Able is who will relieve Elvar."
Sa'sori considers Ashlyn's advice... gesturing with her hand... her tattoos glow faintly for a brief second... and she sighs.
"Yeah, I think that would be the best course.... that fight used two-thirds of all my potent daily magic. Even IF we did trail the bandits to the Inn.. just us two... and me with my almost spent magic would not tip the scales enough in her favor... we need help."
"Let us get back to the with haste...!", and with that Sa'sori starts of at a jog.. moving as fast as she can without tiring herself out.
Ashlyn will pick up the pace towards the docks with you, cursing quietly under her breath at how this morning has gone thus far.
You're both able to make it to the boat, and see Able on deck. The gangplank is currently now lowered.
Sa'sori sympathizes with Ashelyn, 'Wrath have no fury like a woman ... interrupted...', and muses
Sa'sori will board the ship and pull Able aside with Ashlyn, ", we have a problem... just a scant 40 or so minutes ago.. I was attacked in my room by two men one of them garbed in a possibly stolen city guard uniform... they wanted to question me about our... 'client' who paid for secrecy and discretion. I fought them off and they fled... but not before giving me the message to our 'guest' that 'they haven't forgotten'... and leaving behind this 'calling card'..."
To which Sa'sori will show the silver medallion in the cloth wrapping...
"I felt it imprudent to wait until morning for them to try again.. cause I'm sure they will understand that once I report to the ..we will change our shore-leave policy in light of their stalking us.. as such I fear if they followed me they Certainly followed the and may try to assault her with overwhelming numbers before she returns to the ship! I don't recognize this emblem.. but mayhap is something like the of the River Kingdoms or somesuch? In either case, I think the is in danger and will need our assistance with haste, as they will realize this may be the last time they have the opportunity to catch her alone!"
She grimaces, "...I know its a bit of a breach of secrecy to have let in on the secret but I felt she needed to know some more of the truth as we'll likely need her help as most of the crew are scattered about the city!"
"When the attackers fled my room ... I set my familiar, to follow them to their hideout within the city and I believe he has found it and waits there watching. suggested we should inform you first and get more help before we do anything. What are you Orders First Mate, Sir?"
Able frowns deeply at the symbol in his hand. "Were either of you hit by their weapons? Any wounds, even a minor one?"
Able is trying to sound casual, but there is a buried hint of concern in his voice.
Sa'sori shakes her head, "No they did not manage to strike me... they only disarmed me.. but my magical attacks 'persuaded' them to flee. was never attacked..."
"But I DO Believe our 'Client' has not been as forth-coming with all the necessary truth we NEED to know about this situation. The will want to question him further on this.. an possibly renegotiate our deal with him~ I'm sure!!!"
Able pockets the pendant into his belt pouch, "Unfortunately the Captain is out of contact for a while. Still, it might be prudent to check in with the rest of the crew. Would you be too off put, if I asked you to watch the ship while I check on everyone?"
You catch a glance from Ashlyn, as Able doesn't seem nearly as concerned as he should be from what you're reporting.
Sa'sori is.. a bit put off.. not upset but perplexed.
"Are you saying we shouldn't try to warn the ? Believe me I know Cptn is Awesome with a capital 'A' but numbers are numbers and even the mightest of fighters can be overwhelmed with sheer numbers! I was low-hanging fruit.. so they sent only two thugs to rough me up and take a chance at learning what they wanted to know~ they won't make that same mistake with the ! And what about the thug's hideout.. I'm sure found where they fled? Should we ignore that? They obviously have the ship watched... I'll bet they know how many crew have left the ship.. if they think it's lightly guarded.. they may be emboldened for a full on raid assault!"
Able listens without being dismissive, and points out, "The gangplank is pulled. So to board or attack the ship, they'd have to climb docking ropes. From the dock, with over a dozen Durmah navy ships within sight."
"I'm not concerned with a raid on the ship. I am worried about our crew, but I would prefer to warn them quietly to be wary. This particular group, is known for their use of poison, not their skill in combat or their numbers."
Sa'sori looks at the docks... and ALL the Druma warships and naval dock patrols... seeing the truth in his words, "Hmm.. yeah, I see your point. If they were gonna raid the ship... sneaking onboard in the night would be their best tactic. Ok. Sure. Should I call back? And what is this Group you speak of.. I'm not fond of people who use poison... its unsporting!"
He thinks on that a moment, "I'm not sure. I would like to know where they're camped out. But I would like to warn the crew before going out to scout their hideout."
Sa'sori nods in agreement, "It's fine.. I'll just keep him on watch there until you come back and we decide the next step. Uhm.. where is ?"
Able smiles, "I think he's still sleeping in his room. Pull the gangplank up behind me before you go find him please."
With that Able will make his way off the ship.
Sa'sori has the decency to blush just a little... at Able's admonishment.
She watches him go and indeed pulls the plank back onto the ship. Before turning to Ashlyn and smiling... most sinfully.
"Maybe this morning is not a complete waste after all?"
Gently, Sa'sori takes Ashlyn by the hand and leads her below decks... making an effort to move quietly as she heads to her and Evlar's cabin...
Ashlyn protests in a whisper, "I wanted to have a bath first." Still she follows after you.
Sa'sori smiles whispering back, 'We can arrange it.. you go get the tub.. I'll go get the water.. we are in no rush... we have the ship ..ALL to ourselves! {tee-hee}'
'So how do you want to do this? We can clean up first then sneak in on .. and give him a ... he will not soon forget...!'
"You can go ahead. I want a proper bath in a bath house. And a room that doesn't echo. Don't forget Zach had overnight duty as well."
Sa'sori whispers back, "Hmmm... ok, if you can wait.. so can I.. , I'll take up position at the wheel.. on watch for to return... had planned to come see us this morning.. he must be really exhausted anyways."
She turns to head back up on deck, murmuring, 'There is always tomorrow...'
On deck Sa'sori casts her and cleans herself with magic freshening the scent of her skin slightly with a purfumy 'flowery' fragrance... before taking up a stool next to the Helm and watching the docks...
The docks begin to bustle with activity, as soldiers fill the area loading crates and supplies into their ship.
Red Wing will soar back and land on the rail near the ship, you sense disappointment from him.
Elvar comes up from the cabin about a half hour later, and is surprised to see you. His brow furled he asks "Wasn't I suppose to come back to the inn?"
Sa'sori wishes she were powerful enough to just actually speak with and she can only send her emotional feelings of joy and relief at his safe return...as she gently strokes his feathers with the back of her hand so as not to foul the preen of his feathers with the oil of her hands.
She whispers softly to the red feathered hawk, 'Another time my friend... another time...'
At Evlar's arrival she will beam with delight, "..there was an ..incident earlier this morning. Two men attacked my room, I was not harmed and neither was ... , so don't worry. However, and I felt it prudent to return to the ship, and warn First Mate that other crewmen may be targeted as well. Part of that ...added danger the Captain spoke of. We're waiting for First Mate to return..."
The boy goes pale with worry, though it lessens when he hears you are ok. He is quick to pull you in a close embrace.
There is little to do on the ship currently, and it is hours before Able finally returns.
Sa'sori looks up into his eyes and... falls in love all over again...
Her heart is touched,
When he quickly pulls her into his embrace... she only smiles cupping her hands together at her breast... luxuriating in the warmth and strength of his arms about her. She sighs enjoying the press of his warrior's strength clinging to her yielding womanly curves as she leans her forehead into his chest... her heart galloping like a race horse...
Her heart is filled to bursting,
She whispers her voice in soft-gasps of joy and gentle tears as she trembles in his loving embrace, "Oh ... d-do you k-know what you do to me.. when you touch me.. when y-you hold me so? so very Very Much! You've filled my life.. with Such I sometimes think I'm dreaming! Kiss me?"
Elvar complies supporting you upright as his lips lightly press to yours. His hands slowly move to flank, gripping your butt tightly though your new outfit. Taking advantage of the surprise attack, and your compliant gasp, he pushes his assault further. His tongue finding it's way into your mouth, tenderly exploring your taste.
Once you are satisfied, Elvar breaks the kiss, his strong arms holding you upright. He whispers back to you, "I am the one who does not deserve you. You have an effect on me a dozen times over any I could possibly have on you."
Sa'sori leans into his kiss, pressing her body against him, slipping one arm over his shoulder, hand around his neck, fingers in his hair; and her other hand tenderly caresses his cheek.. fingers gently stroking his delicate pointed ears...
'Mmfwmm...', she softly moans in his kiss... melting in his embrace...
She smiles when he releases her whispering, '..you have woken your princess from her sleep... to find her dream is real... '
Sa'sori just rests her head upon his shoulder keeping her embrace... and mutters, "..I hope our happily ever-after is long indeed..."
She cares not for the scene they are making for the public dock workers, she wants the entire World to know Evlar is her man.. and she his woman. She enjoys the hours bathing in the sun, waiting for Able to return.. just hand in hand basking in the joy Evlar's presence fills her with.
Elvar, unwilling to let you go, places you gently in his lap. Content to spend the day talking with you and watching the dock. Though he does plant the occasional kiss on your tattooed shoulders in your quieter moments.
Zachary comes up from below deck only a few moments before Able arrives, after having a very sleepless night. His complaints about never understanding how people on the overnight shift can transition to being up during the day losing your attention compared against Able's return and request for a gangplank.
Once on board, Able gathers everyone together and let's Zachary know someone on the crew was attacked, then will inform you, "Good news is, no one else seems to have been attacked. I got in touch with everyone except Phargas. He never did inform me where he was going, and being a passenger, I never asked. Hopefully he'll be ok. As for the rest of you, I have a friend who owns a tavern here. He said he was willing to put us all up for the duration of our stay. Should be safer. I can't make you stay there, but I do hope you'll consider it. The bad news is, the Captain sent a messenger. The business we stopped here for is taking longer to negotiate than she planned. We'll be here on shore leave at least three more days."
Sa'sori is thrilled to sit in Evlar's lap... occasionally cuddling his head to her breast to tenderly kiss his brow in reply.
Sa'sori listens to the Able's report on matters, but when he's done pulls him aside to ask pointedly but discretely away fro the other crewmen's ears, "...the emblem the thugs left with me.. what organization do you suspect it belongs to? I think I have a need and a right to know since they targeted me.. for some reason!"
Once Able Returns... Sa'sori dragging along Evlar with her will find Ashlyn and will suggest they take lodgings in the new inn that Able suggested, before the afternoon is totally wasted.
"I know.. the mood has been ruined for today.. but maybe we can try again for tomorrow morning? We ARE going to be here a few more days..."
Able whispers back, "Don't say a word, but the emblem belongs to a small subsection of the poisoner's guild of Daggermark." In a louder voice, he will add "If you're going to the inn, let Anthony and Lindsay know they were pulled to watch the ship tonight so they need to be here by sunset."
As you make your way to where Able instructed. You see the The Green Pipe on Dale Close, near the town gate. it's neighbors include a large bathhouse and a modest traveler's shrine. The inn is a large single story timber framed building, with a small fenced yard and a smooth stone floor. Accommodations consist of several large rooms with beds and straw mattresses. The innkeeper is a stout female dwarf named Aetheld.
You catch Ashlyn eyeing the bathhouse.
Sa'sori's expression is deeply concerned... she remembers the Razmirian poison used on her that subdued her ...as well as the Church of CALISTRA sometimes unbeknownst by her at the time sometimes drugging her with Harlot Sweets! She hates poisons, and those that use them to hurt people!
She quickly takes Ashlyn and Evlar along to The Green Pipe... hoping to get in and settled into a room for a evening dinner and possible bath before bed... and perhaps more this evening... but mostly to get some where hopefully safe to spend the rest of her shore leave with Ashlyn and Evlar.
Sa'sori will greet the dwarf woman Aetheld cordially, "Stone Endures, just as Dwarven excellence...! Thank you for having such a fine Inn!"
She will indeed deliver Able's message to Anthony and Lindsey.. about their scheduled night shift.
Sa'sori leans close to , "..oh yes, that looks fine.. shall we indulge ourselves with a nice hot bath?"
Aetheld will crack a sharp smile, revealing a chipped tooth near the center of the grin. "Welcome, Able took care of you're rooms so make yourself at home." She gives each of the three of you a numbered brass key. A board behind the desk has two brass keys hanging on it, marking two empty rooms. The other ten presumably rented by the crew.
This being your first real proof of how many of the crew took the Captain's offer to find another ship.
"I keep magic on the front door once everyone has turned in, so make sure you're back within an hour of sunset or you'll find the front door locked."
The rest of the crew is mingling nearby. Lindsey and Anthony are quite disappointed to be called for duty, but agree to be there.
Ashlyn gives a sly grin, "You read my mind."
Sa'sori grins and turns to Evlar, ", and I are going to the bathhouse to freshen up before Mistress locks the Inn for the night... you could join us?"
She leaves it at that and after settling her possessions in her room accompanies Ashlyn to the bathhouse... she is armed with her Elven curve blade... and of course her three daggers.
Elvar doesn't even bother with setting his things in the room given to him, as he makes himself comfortable in your room. He jumps at the chance to join you, hardly even concerned with where you're going. He happily accompanies both of you just for the chance to spend time with you.
The large bathhouse is divided by a large partition separating males from females, and after you pay for the service, Elvar vanishes to his side, lead by a slender human worker. A young halfling girl emerges to escort you and Ashlyn. She leads you to a changing room first, offering a light towel to cover yourself with as she leads you into the large bathing chamber beyond.
The chamber is dominated by a large stone tub, easily able to hold a dozen men, covered in a blanket of steam. Pots to draw water rest next to the tub, and on a stone table on the eastern wall opposite a wooden partition are a variety of soaps of every imaginable scent, purfumes made of local flowers, and small razors for personal grooming.
Even as the two of you are the only current customers, Ashlyn keeps her towel tightly wrapped around her, keeping herself covered.
Sa'sori smiles wickedly at Ashlyn's self-consciousness... but makes no untoward advances. Sa'sori is quite familiar with bathhouse decorum.. at least for CALISTRAN's ~ which in retrospect might not be the best for public consumption, so she is completely without shame as she takes the towel wrapped for modesty but entering the bath area removes her towel folding it neatly where it will not get wet and casting her cantrip begins to unbraid her hair so it almost forms a cloak of golden cascades down her back to just below the middle of her calves of her lower legs.
Sa'sori is nothing short of beauty in the flesh... a perfect sculpture of woman-kind given life and motion... her long delicate elven ears framing a her face adding a exoticness to her that is intoxicating to watch...
She stands a moment running her hands through her hair to make sure all knots are unloosened from her honey-colored hair, naked, at the edge of the steaming stone pool.
Gesturing to the stand she casts at the selection of hair shampoo & soaps which along with a nearby pot all begin to float over to her, the pot lifting itself to scoop a half capacity of the steamy water to float suggestively above her head ready to douse her completely, head first, in the steamy water before entering the stone tub fully herself...
She pauses looking over at Ashlyn... "What? If you help me comb and brush my hair afterward.. I'll help do the same to yours!"
Ashlyn approaches slowly, her towel still wrapped tightly around her, as she forces her courage forward. Her delicate hand snatched the floating soap and presses it gently to your back, washing you.
She struggles to find her voice, but does finally speak, "I thought I could pamper you a bit, as a thank you for..." she won't put to words what it is for, though the answer is obvious.
Assuming you won't protest she begins to wash you, her soft, dexterous hands, spreading the fragrant lather across your flesh. Every inch of your skin tingles as the gentle touch. As shy as she in, Ashlyn has no trouble or hesitation to wash any part of you. Standing behind you as she reaches around to cover everything above your waist. She then lowers you into a stool, kneeling before you. Her slow, thorough wash, has quite a teasing effect as she works her way from the soles of your feet, up to your womanhood. lithe fingers gently brushing over it as she washes your skin.
She bites her lower lip gently as she glances up at you, having finally finished. She releases the captured lip as it spreads into a gentle smile.
Sa'sori does not protest~ in fact is a little surprised at Ashlyn's sudden forwardness! She smiles at Ashelyn, commenting,"...you have such gentle hands, sweet ... you need not thank me... your my friend and I want you to be happy... seeing your smile is well worth it!"
She reaches out and gently caresses Ashlyn's cheeks affectionately with her own silk soft hands... leaning in to lightly kiss her forehead.
"Now it's my turn to pamper you...sweet !"
Sa'sori stands...gesturing for her towel which floats over to her... to wrap it tightly around her tucking the end into her impressive bosom. Then she leads Ashlyn to take her place on the same bench as she steps around behind her and slowly removes Ashlyn's towel seating her on the bench. she takes up a bar of soap and a nearby pots dips into the steaming water floats above Ashlyn's head and slowly pours the warm water down her wetting her hair to which Sa'sori applies shampoo and begins to message the suds into her raven black hair... washing her hair first... slowly sensuously her gentle hands working in a rhythmic massage of her scalp and gently stroking her delicate pointed ears in her now sudsy hair.. the fragrance of the cleaner suffusing the air with a flowery scent.
She rinses, suds and rinses Ashlyn's hair twice until is it squeaking clean before washing in a Conditioner Solution to a sudsy layer filling the air with an acrid scent of freshness. All the while her hands gently massage her scalp every so often caressing her neck and throat affectionately... the whole effect is very subtly Erotic!
Sa'sori leaves the Conditioner in Ashlyn's hair in a sudsy mass to cure her hair penetrating the pores of her scalp. While the Conditioner sits she begins to use the bar of soap to wash Ashlyn's back in gentle strokes... not only building a lather but also massaging the muscles of her shapely back.. her hand caressing the small of her back and her perfectly shaped hind in gentle strokes every so often caressing her hips suggestively.
She then mores around to Ashlyn's bare front taking her arms first and lathering her arms gently taking her hand in her and sensuously sponging all along the length of her arms and tenderly into her armpits. She works her way to Ashlyn's shoulder blades and chest only lightly brushing the washing sponge across her chest but plucking at her nipples with each pass as she works her way slowly down... taking a leg tenderly in hand and slowly... oh so slowly stroking her thighs and calves sending excited chills through the young woman with each easing stroke she come closer to her womanhood.. but never quite touching.
Then Sa'sori stands leading Ashlyn to stand with her as she moves back around behind her again but keep sponging the sudsy soap with her hands in front of body from behind her her arm stretched around Ashlyn's slender frame...
She suddenly her towel is pulled away by what can only be magic and presses her bare form against Ashlyn's back as she continues to wash her front her hands and the sponge.. gently washing sensuously around Ashlyn's navel and belly working her way down to her sex. The press of Sa'sori's soft warm bare body against her back is gentle and leaves nothing to the imagination the scent of her clean flesh filling Ashlyn's senses as Sa'sori caresses her slender form the sponge gently stroking with rapid strokes her vaginal region.. building her excitement with each gentle stroke.
Sa'sori tenderly kisses Ashlyn's shoulder as she continues to massage her body from behind one of her pinky fingers finds her navel and suggestively wriggles it's way in... building her to a climax with the stoking sponge...
When the climax does come... the pot of water suddenly pours down upon her from above rinsing suds away and Sa'sori tenderly embraces her from behind sponging the suds away her hands caressing her body, lightly kissing her shoulder's neck and eventually lips... playfully...