Justine Sade Carriage #3  [Kolette de Brest, Antoine"tte" LaFleur, Estelle d’Attaine, Viktor Martin, Estelle, Aron & Eriq Gerard]<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Viktor turned to Justine and smiled. "That is very noble of you, Madame, but it would be much more helpful to sit with the others and stay quiet lest the savages hear you..." Realizing this might not be enough, he turned up the charm and added,"...with a voice as sweet as yours, surely they would come here first." He took her unarmed hand in his, and looked deeply into her eyes as he said this, trying to throw her mind off-balance. "I would fight gallantly, of course, but it pains me to think of what they might do to an innocent young lady if I were to be overrun and dispatched."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>She was a bit surprised but gently moved her hand from his.  "Thank you very much sir but I can handle myself.  I suggest I tend to Miss Antoinette and make sure she is ok."<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">She leaned forward, and kissed Justine on the lips; the action was so sudden, so unprovoked, that Justine simply couldn't expect or defend against it. "I want you to know," said Antoinette, on the verge of sobbing, "I've always wanted to fuck you, Justine...I've dreamed of it many times, but now I'll never get the chance."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"You are not going to due Antoinette.  You'll be fine, it is just a scratch.  Now get a hold of yo.." Her protests were cut off as she was kissed on the lips.  She blushed a deep shade of red, quiet taken aback by the offer.  "I uh.."  She looked over her shoulders, glaring at the snickering boys.  Why were the affections of these females affecting her so?<br/>