EARTH
SPARTA
Isabella walked back out of the small kitchen the tea in her hands and she stopped, her hazel/green eyes falling on Dysea. She watched her as she sat on the couch in the villa, her platinum blond hair cascading to the small of her back and shining in the light of the room. Isabella took in the deepness of her satiny tanned skin, the swell of her firm breasts under the thin robe she wore. Data pads and scrolls were scattered about her on the couch and the floor as she sat lotus style on the couch, her hazel/green eyes always drifting to the shadows that hid Dysea's center between her thighs.
