There was no actual lover to cuddle to so Ada drew a pillow to herself and cuddled that in what was close to a fetal position. She was on her back while Ada laid prone beside her, touching Diana’s face and hair with her hands. She watched as the tattoo Diana began to face the satyr but he didn’t wait, he pushed her down and pulling her simple tunic off of her he leapt unto her back. Lifting the blankets aside and attempting to rise two salient facts were presented to her. Besides that, all she could see around her were men who would be only too happy to fill her need. It was kind of a turn on to think about it. There was no way she would return to her room, what if she couldn’t resist the temptation? The young woman recognized Ada instantly and had a number of mixed feelings about seeing her.
