Katy turned to Mandy and Rachel in turn and could see the look of lust in their eyes.Rachel said that this was a regular Thursday girlie get-to-gether... and Carol always came here. Katy now realised why Carol was always a bit quiet on Friday mornings after her night out.Katy didn't know where to look, at Carol who was now leaning against the bar with her dress on the floor and Alex kneeling in front of her with her head buried in Carol's groin, or at what Mandy and Rachel were doing to Katy's. "How about a drink, lovely?" he intoned."Sure," Zaelia grinned.He led her through the floor by the hand to the opposite end of the chamber. She slid onto a barstool next to him. The Night Elf tossed some silver on the counter and turned to her. Behind them the music started up again, muted at this distance."Call me Fiore," he said."Zaelia." A drink appeared by her hand. She took a sip. "I'm curious. Most of you Elves only go for your own kind, even in venues such as this."Fiore smirked. "I. ‘Well, I told them he’d raped me.’ Stevie said, ‘Look Linda…’ ‘Lindi.’ ‘Look Lindi, you know how it is for us women – all those pressures from other women and from society… and especially from men. I mean it doesn’t take much to be labeled as a whore.’ Stevie said, as if searching for an excuse. ‘Wait a minute, are you saying you told those girls that Peter raped you, rather than admitting that you had sex with him willingly?’ Lindi asked. ‘Yes, well… no… I mean… they… I…’ Stevie stammered,. She shivered at the idea of that kind of play, the exquisite torture of extended teasing followed the by release of a pent-up orgasm that had been building for hours.Understanding what she wanted, she now had to figure out how to convey that to her prospective partners. She needed to convey that sense of innocence and fragility with her entire being, so that they would worship her even as they defiled her. A chill ran through her body and she shook it off as her flesh rose in goose bumps up.