Zoey looked around the shop, admiring some of the things she saw before she saw the women. They both smiled and Zoey found herself smiling back. She moved closer as the younger waved to her. She found that she immediately liked them. At first glance they seemed friendly. She blushed at being called Quentin's friend.<span style="color: indigo"> "Something like that, yes." </span>She smiled again.<span style="color: indigo">"It's a pleasure to meet you. I was instructed to come fetch you for a massage." </span>She felt somewhat awkward with the request. It was a strange thing being that she had until very recently her life had been ordering around servants.<span style="color: indigo">"Master Quentin said that I was to have you bring a sheet and oils to the lounge... if that's alright."</span>Quentin had truly broken her. She felt beneath even the shop worker. It was a strange realization to say the least.<br/><br/>Zoey's teeth nipped at her bottom lip while she awaited Molly's response and she took the opportunity to admire the girl's figure. She was really quite attractive and Zoey idly wondered if the Master had ever taken his pleasure from her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>