what business of her’s did she have to go into oboro’s private domain? none .. really. - but, she left in such a rush from the hotsprings - that .. felicia was extremely worried!
so worried, that she had traveled towards the seamstresses door - knocking upon it gently. ‘ oboro?’ the maid called out from the wooden door, surprised by the sounds that were coming from within. ‘ oboro - are .. a-are you alright?’ and that’s when she had opened the door towards the bedroom - to find the sight of the seamstress spread upon her bed, fiddling with herself.
‘ oh - uh - OH!’ her face went super red. ‘ i - i - i am super sorry ! i didn’t mean to barge in, i just - was wondering what you - meant.’ she gulped. ‘ by if she was hot - or cold.’ her eyes .. lingered upon the size of breast. how they were hidden away beneath her clothing. .. and her - oh! this wasn’t the time too look at that! leave the room! - yet, she couldn’t.