..what the fuck is this all about?" Kelli's cheeks darkened a shade or two. "Don't swear at me, Will," she said. For a moment, I thought I'd crossed ...ome line, but then I realized she'd picked up the pace under the comforter. More inspiration hit me out of nowhere. "Kelli, I'll swear if I damn well please. We've got five hours of meetings ahead of us, and you're too busy...what, rubbing your clit? Fingering yourself?" "A little of both," she said meekly. "How many fingers are you using?" . ***Apolline Delacour watched with immense worry from the corner as her own mother slapped her daughter and tried to induce her to transform. Apolline herself had learned through just such a technique, and her mother was right – emotion was the easiest way to try and unleash the aura, but something about this entire situation felt wrong.This would have been so much easier if Fleur was a half-veela instead of Gabrielle, Apolline thought. Because Fleur had so much of the willful, stubborn, untamed. I almost missed her. She came out in a white suit, white heels, and a black shoulder bag, with her magnificent long brown hair cascading over her shoulders and deep red lipstick with the rest of her makeup as stunning, not a single blemish to that face. If I didn’t know better, one look at her and you would think she was 6 feet tall. I knew she was only 5’6”, but her appearance was fantastic. An absolute vision! All of the people walking towards her, male or female, or with any peripheral. He slid a few of them around making a design of the hicky suction marks on her back. The artistic design being created by such and intense application was fascinating. When he finished he pulled the glass cups off of her and she sat with her back to us exhibiting the art for everyone to see.We went to another room that was empty and Mistress Rose and I discussed what she planned to do and I agreed, we met the D.M. { Dungeon Master }and he acknowledged our safe word and approved our scene. The.