Katie.<br/><br/>Kate had always disliked that name and she knew why Abigail was using it. A diminutive, a pet name, to see if Kate would lie over and submit -- or if she'd fight back. And the answer to that question was absolutely obvious. "Why it would be my pleasure, -Abby-," she growled faintly. She'd win this sapphic little power struggle and she'd win it the second overconfident little Abigail felt her girlcock penetrate her anus. The thought reassured her marvelously.<br/><br/>"So, who's first then?" The goth girl stretched her back out and cracked her neck from side to side, giving all of the girls a predatory, pale-eyed gaze, with a slight lunge forward to the particularly shy ones... keep them off guard. As she did, however, she leaned back a little against their splendid and beautiful hostess, whispering harshly into her ear -- "The next round's mine, you know."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>