.." I realized that I was starting to sound like a damned idiot. Twasn't me Officer! Twas tha booze! "I had ... fun last night, and I hope you did too...." Yeah," Trish smiled again, and my gaze ran over her body. I felt my desire for her starting to heat again, low in my belly. She was still lovely, even with her hair askew, and sleep still present on her face."I mean, I don't know if you'd want to..." I tried to think of how to put this. Date? Marry me? I was definitely feeling emotions that. "Oh... Right there!... Yes! ...Don't stop," you panted, curling your hand into my hair and rucking your hips. If I had wanted to escape (which I did NOT) I don't think I could have. The back of your knee behind my head and a fist full of my hair kept me right where you and I wanted. On a couple of occasions, I felt you stiffen up, followed by a fresh dose of your essence, so I knew I was doing things right. You never lost your composure, never cried out, never loosened your grip, so I kept on. Slowing her pace, she tested the air while continuing forward. I allowed myself to relax ever so slightly. Then she stopped. No, no, no, NO. She turned around. Damnit to hell she turned around. I was partially concealed. Please let that be enough... It wasn’t.Locking onto my scent she scanned the ground before finally catching sight of me. I thought about running, but the spell just simply wouldn’t allow me to do it. I thought about clever ploys to say, but nothing came to mind. In the end, I. I just got annoyed and in the middle of her explanation, spread my legs and told her to show me how good she is. I am her goddess, and her offerings will be lost if she declines my invitation. What’s she going to do besides dive in? I am furious. Not even the goddess in my head is going to manipulate me into forcing another person like that. My anger sweeps away the lust. I apologize and ask if she is okay.“I didn’t mind a bit, ya have no fear. I’ve played with the Great Lady a time or two.