<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/d/d2/Amelie.jpg/424px-Amelie.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Name: </strong>Amelie<br/><strong>Date/Time: </strong>September 12 (4:45 PM)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Massage Parlor: Cuddle Club<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Selena, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Amelie squeaks as Selena's wing tightens around her, the mention of earlier causing her cheeks to burn a bright red. "T... that's the cuddling you mean?" She nibbles at her lower lip even as she leans into the hug, her flush darkening as the mention of stripping is brought up. She does eventually give a jerky nod and step out of the hug, fingers hooking her shirt and pulling it up with a quick jerk. Her bared breasts bounce freely as she drapes her shirt over a nearby couch. Crouching down she unties her shoes, fingers hooking her socks as she steps up and out of both. Bare feet padding along the floor she turns to peer up at Selena, teeth worrying her lower lip while her head tilts. "The oil's really messy?"<br/><br/>With a deep breath she unties her shorts and hooks her fingers into them and her panties, bending over she quickly shucks both garments and stands nude before Selena, her flush growing and her hands fidgeting at her side. Instead of climbing up onto one of the massage tables she floats up into the air and lowers down on her knees before flopping forwards to rest face down on the table. "D... do your wings get in the way? Does the oil mess with your feathers?"<br/>