No weakness.<br/><br/>Even if that smug bitch thought that she could shake Kate down, make her tremble like all the other shy girls, she would not be embarrassed, wouldn't back down.<br/><br/>Even if the mere sight of Abigail sent trembles of long-forgotten lust and... and desire... down her spine.<br/><br/>Wordlessly, she stepped forward into an aggressive stance, one hand laying on Abby's back as if she was going to ask the punk girl to tango, and the other gripping a handful of that firm, fleshy backside. She kneaded Abby's butt gently as she dove in, stealing her into an intense kiss, her tongue breaching the other girl's mouth immediately, prying it open and sharing the rum.<br/><br/>The sensation was sweet... it wasn't like Kate hadn't kissed before -- she had -- but the rivalry and passion between her and Abigail made it so much more delicious. Even when the Kraken was gone she continued to kiss and grope their hostess, her tongue dancing and twiddling along the other.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>