She had serviced female clients before but never like this, no one had ever hurt her, pushed at her so. And she squirmed, unsure of what to make of her, her breathing far too quick within her breast. The hard bit on her lower lip got a yelp and she was shaking when Zara pulled away; Fi couldn't hide the way her eyes were slightly glazed, nor the fact that tears still stained her cheeks with their pathways. She tried to regain her breath, shaking at the words that were meant to hurt. They did. But she was a whore, and she enjoyed sex...love had everything to do with it, even if it was just love of oneself in seeking the pleasure. At least that was what on her favorite poetesses claimed.<br/><br/>It was better to believe that then what Zara said.<br/><br/>Her cheeks burned witha  blush as Zara looked at her with such heat and ran her tongue over her palm to catch what surely must have been a slight taste of Fi's body's desire. Her throat worked at the threat, the promise for more later. She could lock her door, she could...do something. She wasn't going to throw away her self esteem just because she had somehow upset Zara.<br/><br/>When the dark haired whore left Fi let out a soft sound that was half like a sob and sank down to sit on the ground, her knees drawn up to her chest as she shook and squeezed her eyes shut to fight the tears that wanted to well. It was somehow worse that Anel had watched. She couldn't stay here, she needed...her books, her room. William's gift. Memories of him to ward herself against all this. Her father's letters. She pulled herself up to her feet, her eyes averted to not meet Anel's before she turned and fled back toward the house, tugging her skirts down as she went.<br/><br/>She passed Zara, and Atticus, but she didn't pause to speak to either of them, no smiles in greeting, her eyes felt blinded by tears and her heart in emotional turmoil that for once Fiona had nothing to give to others.<br/><br/><br/>To (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=98323.msg4955744#msg4955744)<br/><br/><br/>