Things were still bathwater calm with Gerlinde.  The rush of that emotional outburst - the passion; in the most definitive, religious sense of the term, the passion she had caused was still inebriating her.  She was being kind now, and it was nice.  But she could just as readily be cruel, and that could be so very nice too.  Couldn't it?<br/><br/>Her body, from navel to the nadir of her balls, tolled with affirmation.<br/><br/>Yes, she could yank Lisle's head back by the hair and bite her throat; lick and maul that clitoris and ravish.  And yes, she could mock; Gerlinde knew just the words - slut, monster, bitch - to take her apart.  She could take any part of Lisle apart - she had the tools, the skills, the power.  The power.<br/><br/>And that power allowed her to hold peacefully, and gaze peacefully with celestial blue eyes inviting the green, and have that - just that - be enough.  Enough to have her glans bloating and her lips glazed with sparks and her body strong - all at the same time.<br/><br/>That was power.  The power to hug just a little tighter while still thinking these things, caressing Lisle's neck.  The power to feel her heart split under the head of an axe as Lisle said what she said, but still be feeling supremely good.<br/><br/>The power to talk steadily, with all that going on within her.<br/><br/>It was no wonder Gerlinde wept another run of tears.  She was in ecstasy.  She nuzzled Lisle in answer, lips still open on the girl's cheek, tasting the wet drying warm there.<br/><br/>"It was done to me, and I...really did not want it."  Gerlinde swallowed.  Her throat was tight.  But inside her chest, things were singing in angelic choruses around a freshly bleeding heart.  "They told me it would...make things clearer.  Make it easier to understand the things I have to do here - doing...these kinds of things.  Changing people."<br/><br/>Gerlinde exhaled steadily.  "I'll tell you all about it.  You won't be alone here.  I'll make it so you're taken care of.  I'll make it as easy as I can."<br/><br/>She brushed Lisle's hair.  "You can sleep in my apartment tonight.  Not in a ward, under guard.  Want to sleep there?"<br/><br/>Why not, after all?  With her power, she could do anything.  She could make the girl she cut to pieces ask to share her bed.<br/><br/>Right now, Gerlinde liked what her kindness was doing to the kitty.