Shawna would look at Roland, licking her lips as she would slowly walk on over to him, her stomach bumping into him. "Roland, I saw how you stared at my gut. How you looked at Ms. Pagan's stomach. I see it in your eyes Ro, you want to be eaten. I still have room. I know I do." She would slap her stomach, the sound seeming to echo throughout the room. "I just want to know if here and now is good, or if you wanna...on have some fun first."
Roland would....
