Marie-Élise felt a sense of power. Scary in an abstract sense as a Nazi officer with the power to make any civilian’s life hell, she had stumbled on a hidden side to Veronika. Her stammer and blushes told Marie-Élise that Veronika was attracted to Marie-Élise. Wouldn’t it be a wonderful coup if she could somehow use that attraction as a way of aiding the resistance? Even as Marie-Élise told herself anything that happened would be for the war effort, there was a tingling undercurrent that said she was incredibly intrigued by the possibilities. With more confidence that she had ever felt, Marie-Élise responded to Veronika’s question. “I would be honored. You have a glorious body and nothing would please me more than to design something that would set off your beauty.”<br/><br/>When Veronika appeared overwhelmed and kissed her, Marie-Élise felt a sensual shock flirt through her body. As the other woman stammered and apologized, Marie-Élise smiled and looked up into the taller woman’s eyes. “No need to apologize. You are a very attractive woman.” She stepped near Veronika and let her hands rest on the other woman’s hips. “You tasted divine and I myself was desperate to do the same thing.” She turned her mouth upward to the other woman, her mouth an invitation for more erotic explorations.<br/>