[center][h3][color=9000f9]Trinity Stratos[/color][/h3][/center]
Karn didn't answer her. He just landed his toy and then approached her, after looking her over. She shifted slightly, meeting his gaze with a curious unease. He wasn't acting himself. Before she could speak, he grabbed her breasts and began squeezing.

Not exactly what you might call a buxom woman, Trinity's soft mounds were just enough to fill the hand. Firm and perky, they bounce well and squish pleasingly.

Her cheeks flushed and she gasped before swinging her arms up in a deflecting motion, trying to catch Karn at the wrists with her forearms. She stopped herself from following up with a heavier blow and instead went for a headlock, throwing in a noogie for good measure.

"[color=9000f9]And just what do you think [i]you're[/i] doing, huh?[/color]" Honestly! You don't just [i]grab[/i] somebody's chest. And certainly not in the middle of the street! "[color=9000f9]If you [i]really[/i] want to feel me up, (or anybody, really), you should try asking. It might not get you [b]beat up[/b] as much.[/color]" She pinched his cheek firmly and tugged.