[Staff – On Duty]<br/><br/>Persie chuckled to herself as he mentioned her true identity. She thought, goddess of the Underworld, indeed! Ignoring his questions, she merely smirked as he boasted and bragged about being called Hercules by his friends. Thinking back, she remembered the last time she had seen Herc…bastard that he was. Sighing to herself, she thought, you sir, are no Hercules. But why mess with the boy’s ego? He’s obviously spent years and years building it up. She knew he was just babbling at this point. Most men did, in her presence.<br/><br/>She gave him a sly little look as he reached over to smack her ass and play with her tail. “Oh, the wings have strings attached to my gloves,” she remarked, flicking her arm about with her wing moving in unison. “The Tunnel of Love is always fun, to be sure.” She reached out to pull him into her embrace, pressing her body to his as she felt him release her tail in favour of her fine ass. Wrapping her arms around the back of his neck, she leaned in to whisper, mere inches from his lips. “I think we will have great fun exploring the dungeon, yes. But,” she punctuated her words with flicks of her hips against his, “I think a quickie in the Tunnel of Love would be…very…nice…indeed!” With each pause, she squirmed against him, her taut nipples pressed against him, her pelvis grinding against the length of his erection.<br/><br/>Flicking her tongue out to lick at his lips, she laughed lightly and smiled. “What do you say? Shall we head there now?” She turned slightly and pointed to a doorway about 25 feet away. “The Tunnel of Love is right there…” She looked deep into his eyes, knowing exactly what he wanted, but waited for his reply, nonetheless.<br/>