Morgan blushed as Mel extended her hands and reassured her.  “Are...you sure?”  Nibbling on her lower lip she reached out and took Mel's hand.  “I think...”  Looking to Frey her blush brightened.  “I think I'd be comfortable...with your...fantasy.”<br/><br/>Swallowing down the lump in her throat she slowly moved closer, her bare rear wiggling along the carpet towards the others.  “Frey...are you...okay with that?”