Molly question brought a lot of fresh memories flooding back as to exactly what Quentin had done to her. She felt embarrassed for others to see her this way. The silence hung in the air and then Molly's hands touched her. She jerked, having been caught a little off guard, but soon relaxed into the soft touch. It was utterly impossible to stop the moans and little appreciative noises from escaping her mouth. This definitely felt like a reward. She felt the tension and worry melting away. Molly was truly a magic worker and for a brief second when Zoey closed her eyes, she could imagine being home again.<br/><br/>The brief fantasy was brought to an abrupt end when she felt a strong hand stroking through her hair. Her eyes popped opened and widened slightly when she saw Quentin looming over her. The blush deepened as his hands stroked her lips and hair and indeed she thought about the similarity between this action and those he employed when he had taken her orally in the past. She did not know what he was planning to do but she just tried her best to relax. For the time being she could just enjoy her treatment.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>