<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Girl’s Night</strong></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/vzs2cBY.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Women’s Communal Bathroom<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Mallory for now Minato<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Doing 8/10 questions<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Nothing<br/><br/><hr/><br/>“You have so many questions and it’s not your turn yet. I can’t give you all the answers for free. Your turn will come. We are now at… let’s see.. at the 8th question I think.” Nerissa told with a smile. However Mallory was right with her guess about that she had a lot to say. Nerissa liked to ponder things like this. She didn’t look like it, but the fox demon enjoyed from observing others. Their words, their gestures, how they responded to what happened around them. And just as much she liked thinking how everything was connected in this big puzzle called life. What was important and what was fake? Those were intriguing questions.<br/><br/>“Oh, I’m expecting you to tell me the truth. Nothing more, nothing less. Hmm… so not terrible? That’s not very flattering. I wonder how the situation is making it more awkward… There is no one else but us here, this is a place where were are supposed to be naked and there is nothing wrong to do this. It’s wrong only if you don’t enjoy from this. Mmh… You have such soft and pretty breasts. It’s so much fun playing with them. I’m sure that’s what that Kevin says to you too.<br/><br/>I wonder what type he is… Maybe he is the type who likes to massage them like a dough. With big hands, slowly like this…” The fox demon gave Mallory a good idea of what she meant by demonstrating it with Mallory’s own flesh orbs, massaging them with both hands, letting her fingertips sink slightly into his soft flesh. “Or maybe he is a licker. They are fun, aren’t they? I never get bored at looking someone lick me.” A friendly lick, a passionate lick. On a neck, on a boob, on a belly, on buttcheeck or between her legs. It was all welcome attention.<br/><br/>While doing her very best to distract Mallory Nera moved to the next question that had popped in her mind. “Mallory, do you think it’s okay to lie? In any situation, ever?” the fox demon asked. She was so close it was impossible not to feel how her body had pressed against Mallory’s.<br/><br/>“Hmm… Perhaps Kevin is a pincher? Some like it a bit rougher. They like to hear a woman make all those cute and naughty sounds.” At this point Mallory could already guess what the fox demon was going to do, before her fingers squeezed her nippled between them and gave them a light tug. Enough for her to feel it without a doubt, but not that much it would actually hurt her.<br/><br/>Nerissa was surprised. Mallory was much more resistant than she had thought at first. She was still here, clearly feeling awkward. Yet she hadn’t told her to stop or left the situation. That was admirable! Many had already darted like their lives depended from it in similar situations. The fox demon thought that this was extremely important experimenting. How else could she know what others were comfortable with if she didn’t find out by trying?<br/>