Izzy's gloved hands caressed over Ket's jawline, startling her to a wide-eyed state. Before today, she didn't even know, girls could like Girls.. never-mind have any clue how to react to Izzy's advances. She hadn't even given much thought to what she thought of boys.. Though they did quite often catch her attention. She just thought it was because unlike the monastery they got to wear such a variety of colorful costumes.. It had nothing to do with the way some leather pants clung tightly to the wonderfully muscled behinds of.. Oh right.. Izzy. Ketra backed away slowly, but Izzy followed ruthlessly- "decide" she kept insisting, Ket's apparent innocence on such matters, no deterrent to the somewhat domineering female. So, Ket decided the way she would always decide, if pushed in a corner. " No." I don't know if I like cheese, or if I like Turkey.. All I know is .. I'm not interested in making sandwiches, at all." Izzy shrugged her shoulders and backed up a little, the disappointment plain on her face. " sleep on it, let yourself think on it." Ketra frowned as she made her escape, thinking that if it wasn't something she knew now.. it wasn't something she was going to know any better about tomorrow. Contents: Wonderful Ic3 background by Boh! Propschick- may hair Outfits- Rapscallion and Songstress from Daz3d I was going to post a more recent pic In Ketra's story, but realized.. it would make no sense- without this one!