Delithia looked down at the book and smiled.<span style="color: #a64dff"> "Thank you. Though that kills the idea of dragging you and a harpy with me to the Silvermoon library to look for flower names. The ladies who work there hate my guts, so bringing in a harpy would drive them crazy. This is probably the more mature path to take."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ff8000">"Relene can feel emotions, like a succubus, that's what being an empath means. But I never hated her for being part Elf, I hated her because she should have been my daughter. Back then I wanted to be Ras' woman more than anything. Thankfully I grew out of that but I'm happy we're still friends."</span>Nyaka rolled her eyes and took Jenjayah's clothes which she carefully folded and sat on the counter.<span style="color: #ff8000">"The Elves didn't take Ophidian from you, you never had a chance with him. Now let's get you clean."</span>She gave her sister a firm swat on the ass and grinned as she watched it jiggle<span style="color: #ff8000">. "Even better than I remember." </span>After getting the water running and to temperature she nudged Jen into the shower then stepped in behind her. She handed Jen a lathered up sponge then started to scrub her sister's back.<span style="color: #ff8000"> "It's best you wash your front or we may end up in here longer than we need to."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>