It took Meliora a second to respond when Samanta introduced herself. Right. Names were important, huh?

"Meliora. I'm sure it was." She tittered at her own joke, letting herself lean against Samata as her hands worked up to the top of her stomach. She lifted herself up and down just a little at a time, to make sure that her soapy--

Oceans below, she'd forgotten the soap. Soapy tits is bath-sex 101, Mel, good freakin' job screwing it up immediately. Biting her lip to stave off a sigh, she let a finger trace along the chest that had so captured her attention.

"Anything I should know, while we're warming up?"