Morena remained quiet, leaning closer to touch the tip to
the flame. She hummed curious, blowing out a thin strip of smoke.
“I am not hard to find.” She shifted back into her seat to take another deep drag from her cigarette. “Good as can be. Though I think it’s not my wellbeing you are interested in.”
Lottie pouted slightly as the woman called her out though it wasn’t a surprise. She took a step back and looked up at the dark haired beauty, pushing her hair back from her face as she did. “It wasn’t my main motivation will admit,” she smirked. “I’m looking for a little help from you. I have a project to do for one of my chemistry classes and I’m rather sick of the sterile university labs. I wanted to see a real, working lab in operation and I’m quite sure there must be someone in the family who could help me. I thought you might be able to point me in the right direction.” She fell silent leaving it up to the domme to interpret what she was really looking for.