<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5a/ArtemisMask.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><em>Artemis, #1215</em></span></span><br/><strong>Where: </strong><em>Great Room, Inspecting</em><br/><strong>When: </strong><em>Around seven in the evening, Friday</em><br/><strong>Who: </strong><em>Lux and Apollo</em><br/><strong>Status: </strong><em>Closed - Lux and Apollo - PM to Join</em><br/><hr/><br/>She would be very fun indeed, Lee thought to herself.  A choice that even her brother could not deny.<br/><br/>Nothing was said for a long moment after the girl had finished speaking.  For a long moment, she was more than content to savor that precious moment.  The calm before the storm.  The peace before the war that would take place in one of those bedrooms, that would ravage the girl standing before her until she was little more than a puddle, a shell of her former self.  Laid bare and broken, like so many toys before her.  Begging for more.  Moments like that, that peace, that gentle innocence of the time between them, were meant to be savored.<br/><br/>“The kind of games many can only dream of…” She said gently, her voice darkened with lust.  Her fingers went back to the woman, gently pulling at the robe, tugging at it’s removal.  “The kind of games that require only the worthiest of playtoys.”<br/><br/>Her tongue streaked across her plush lips at the sight of her.  “I think my Companion would very much like you.”<br/><br/>Whether the girl, and for that matter, a number of the club members, knew of the true relationship she shared with her Apollo, eluded her knowledge.  To many, they may have seemed like any ordinary kinky, perverted couple.  Married, living a comfortable and healthy romance with one another.  That the twins shared a connection was apparent to all who witnessed them together, whether the voyeurs knew the true relationship between them or not.  Lee never gave such talk, such rumors and discussion any fuel to the fire, for the sake of privacy if nothing else.  And yet, she certainly did not deny them.  Silence.<br/><br/>“Come.” She said, starting towards the stairs before pausing, turning to the girl.  “And leave the robe.  You won’t need it.”<br/><br/>Heels carried her up the steps, not bothering to look back to see if the girl had followed or not, if she had obeyed, or was just another sheep.  She could almost feel the girl’s curiosity, the desire for something new, something interesting.  She didn’t seem like the type that would pass up such an opportunity.<br/><br/>A smile crossed Lee’s lips as she came to the second floor, and crossed the open space, her eyes focused upon her Apollo.<br/><br/>“Having fun without me?” She asked, eyeing the jealous little tart off to the side of the scene as Lee sat herself down beside her brother.  Curled against him, her legs strategically out of reach, sprawled across the rest of the seat.  “I found us a playmate.” Said Lee, placing a hand upon her brother’s thigh.