<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a9/Duchesse.jpg)<br/><div class="spoiler_container" style="display: block;"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="display: block;">image</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.laughspark.info/thumbfiles/705X705/actress-monica-belluci-hot-photo-shoot-635691775853483748-12862.jpg)</div></div></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><em>Duchesse, Club Owner</em></span></span><br/><strong>Where: </strong>Lounging Chair, on the patio<br/><strong>When: </strong>Thursday, shortly after dinner<br/><strong>Who: </strong>Harlequin, J.<br/><strong>Status: </strong>Closed<br/><hr/><div style="text-align: justify;">Duchesse did not care for the steps that came toward them, and then passed by them. She had all of her attention focused on a single finger. It was like an incredibly pleasant current was flowing from his finger tip, right into her core. Duchesse stiffened and moaned into the kiss, her breathing coming in and out of her nose in quick succession. For these precious few seconds, nothing else than that finger existed in the world outside of her body. All good things must come to an end, though and soon, the sensation began to ebb and the finger prodding at her clit was moved. Wise move.<br/><br/>Duchesse let the relief of the release flood in after the intense pleasure and his words made her purr. "You set the bar quite high." She told him, challenging him to outdo himself as he claimed he would be. Her eyes caught site of the woman coming toward them and she recognized her. Duchesse was the only one who really could recognize all of her clients, each of them she had spoken to personally. This particular woman had had the privilege to be invited by the owner, not simply interviewed.<br/><br/>"J. Love the mask. It makes the green of your eyes pop even more than usual." She said, pondering whether or not she should let the younger woman join their session. Harlequin's reaction to J's stunning body was quite visible and Duchesse didn't feel jealous or threatened. She had long gotten over envy, jealousy, and other desire for what someone else was or had. She saw the opportunity to give Harlequin something a lot of the men here wanted to experience, and while she was strictly heterosexual - and so was J if she remembered correctly - she didn't mind another woman if there was a man involved.<br/><br/>"Show her the way to the mirror room… and start working on getting her at the same level of arousal that we have. Just make sure not to loose it all in the process." She said, though the last sentence was clearly a tease. She then looked at J who was patiently waiting for Duchesse's decision. "I need to see to something, Harlequin here, will show you the way to a more comfortable area for the three of us. I'll stop by the storage on the way, I was thinking of grabbing a toy or two, little things. Any suggestion from any of you?" She asked and sat up slowly. She'd take their suggestion and then go take care of business so that she could be freed for the rest of the evening.</div>