The magician took a deep breath to steady herself, and sauntered over to the attendant. Gabrielle still had the soft smell of lotus petals, and with just a little bit of glamour, she shone with the soft glow of an angel, a cupid, some creature of lust -- no more of the childish floating hearts.<br/><br/>Wordlessly, she slipped into Elizabeth's lap, arching one slender arm back to drape around the attendant's neck. She undulated with an almost imperceptibly slow pace, rubbing her firm butt and sweetly arched back against Elizabeth's body.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>