" He turned away, rummaging through her drawers once more, and let her wonder just what he had in mind. Liam had a way with gags - gags that were neve... uncomfortable but always effective...and fetching, she reminded herself. Always fetching. When he tuned back to her, his hands overflowed with particolored silk scarves, and Cynthia's eyes glowed. Of all the gags she had sampled (and they were many), scarves were her favorite. There was something especially sensual about the feel of silk between. "You are spoiling me. I could get used to this." I smiled."All part of the service, Madam. Come this way." I heard her say something very softly, under her breath. Now my hearing is not that good; another one of those age things; but I was sure she muttered something to the effect that "coming any way would be good." Perhaps it was my imagination. She followed me into the lounge, and I went straight through and opened the door to the Conservatory."Sit yourself down." I waved to one of the. My friends can come visit if they want, but Ah’m stayin’ ... but I think Ororo and the others would jump at the chance.”And so the phone calls began, with nearly all of the ladies discussing whether or not they might be able to go home and if they really wanted to do so. I encouraged caution, reminding everyone that we did not know the full situation yet and that their powers probably didn’t work here.I had known there might be some disappointment related to the Bioshock crew’s arrival and the. She felt a drip of moisture loosen the lips between her legs, swelling that crease ever so slightly in anticipation. That spot below her belly tingled once again. Emily was 19 anyway, just turned sure, but she was well passed the age of consent. Yet butterflies seemed to erupt in her stomach as she stood there – her eyes locked with the fire as if its fluctuating intensity might offer her answers to her questions and emotions. It snapped and crackled in response. “Emily, you okay?” Her father.