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<blockquote data-quote="CanadienneBacon" data-source="post: 6751923" data-attributes="member: 11146">Otter watched as Keihn laid a hand on Esmeralda's breast.&nbsp; Was it a trick of the light, or did his hand seem as if it was turning orange?&nbsp; Kind of like a cheerleader who'd spent too much time in the tanning bed.&nbsp; But, no, it wasn't that it his skin was changing color, it was that it was glowing.&nbsp; As if lit from inside with the gilt light of late afternoon.&nbsp; Keihn kept his glowing hand on Esmeralda's breast, not fondling it exactly, but not wholly decent, either.&nbsp; His hand became so brilliantly lit that it was hard on Otter's eyes to continue gazing at it.&nbsp; Like looking too long at the sun.&nbsp; Keihn leaned forward and kissed Esmeralda on the lips.&nbsp; He puffed a breath of air into her mouth.&nbsp; Then he straightened, the light in his hand dying in an instant.&nbsp; When Keihn stepped away from the body, Otter saw that the girl had entirely lost the pallor of death that had clung to her like a shroud.&nbsp; Her skin was roses and cream, the nipples of her breasts pink.&nbsp; Keihn covered Esmeralda's chest with her tattered shirt.&nbsp; When they fell upon Otter, his eyes were fevered.&nbsp; &quot;We should return to the kitchen.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="CanadienneBacon, post: 6751923, member: 11146"] Otter watched as Keihn laid a hand on Esmeralda's breast. Was it a trick of the light, or did his hand seem as if it was turning orange? Kind of like a cheerleader who'd spent too much time in the tanning bed. But, no, it wasn't that it his skin was changing color, it was that it was [I]glowing[/I]. As if lit from inside with the gilt light of late afternoon. Keihn kept his glowing hand on Esmeralda's breast, not fondling it exactly, but not wholly decent, either. His hand became so brilliantly lit that it was hard on Otter's eyes to continue gazing at it. Like looking too long at the sun. Keihn leaned forward and kissed Esmeralda on the lips. He puffed a breath of air into her mouth. Then he straightened, the light in his hand dying in an instant. When Keihn stepped away from the body, Otter saw that the girl had entirely lost the pallor of death that had clung to her like a shroud. Her skin was roses and cream, the nipples of her breasts pink. Keihn covered Esmeralda's chest with her tattered shirt. When they fell upon Otter, his eyes were fevered. [color=red]"We should return to the kitchen."[/color] [/QUOTE]

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