<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">She laughed bitterly, unable to keep the anger from her features as she snapped, "Who are you trying to fool, pearl? Yourself?" If Zara had been looking away, or not as close to Fiona, she wouldn't have caught the slight waver in the other woman. But she had and she latched on to it; reaching out, she gently played with a strand of Fiona's hair, speaking in a low tone, "Do you think when they are in your room, listening to you read poetry to them...naked...their cocks hard to be inside of you...that they value you?" Her eyes burned intensely as she stared into the beautiful eyes of the redhead. Her smile was almost full of pity as she answered, "They value no one but their time. You are a hole to pleasure them. Nothing more."<br/><br/>Perhaps...if she experienced what was so special about Fiona...then she would understand. Yes, perhaps she had to open herself up to the wonders that was Fiona...then she would know why she was chosen while Zara was merely cast aside. Perhaps then...she wouldn't hate the little brat before her.<br/><br/>A fingertip ran down Fiona's neck, Zara's eyes following the digit as she spoke huskily, "Do you know what I do? <em>I</em> provide a service. <em>I</em> give them something their wives cannot give them. Something their pussies and their cocks have never had before..." Her lips curved into a seductive smile as she took the final step to bring Zara's body pressed up against Fiona, their bodies gently rubbing as Zara breathed, "I give them...what none of them can have anywhere else..."<br/><br/>"You..." She continued, one hand continuing to play with Fiona's neck while the other took the redhead's skirt and slowly began to inch it up, hiking the material up to expose the creamy flesh underneath, "You are a passing fancy...and a disappointment to your family." </span>