She smiled at the woman and climbed into her car, after giving Batgirl the name of the cafe. Her mind on the feelings she stirred within herself and t...ose she knew she brought out of Batgirl, it made Renee wet just thinking of the feeling of the womans nipple in her mouth. Renee had parked her car, gotten out as it started to rain, she made her way inside and took a back more private booth, as she sdlipped off her boots and waited for the Dark Angel to arrive. Arriving at the determined cafe,. Her caress was gentle and she didn't really notice she was doing it for a moment. Then she looked down at her bared legs and smiled to herself. "I do have nice legs," she murmured. One hand rose to her breast. "These aren't so bad either," she chuckled as she pinched a swelling nipple through the sheer material. "Not again, naughty girl," she said to herself. She really needed to get this studying done. For the rest of the evening she was a good girl. And she slept with dreams of unknown. They had not gone far back into the alley when he pulled a small object from inside his robe. She unwillingly reached out and touched it. There was a strange sensation like a hook being jerked from behind her navel and the ground seemed to disappear from beneath her feet she flew forward in a whirlwind of sound and color then found herself suddenly crashing onto the floor of a small sparsely furnished house. She was dazed and confused, her poor brain desperately trying to comprehend what was. " Council is in session, he is not to be disturbed. I will see that he gets your..." Lovely Ladies Languish Lividly."The Viewer paused. "One moment, my Lord."Norlan nodded once. The apparently nonsensical phrase was a code. Each High Lord had their own, intended to allow only certain people to bypass the standard "I will see that he gets your message" response.Not long after, Ardon settled into view. "What is it, Norlan? Is there a problem at the auction?" In a way, yes, my Lord, and I hope you.