<div class="floatleft">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Christy3_zpsa91c3737.jpg)</div><strong>Cassidy Torres, "Muerta"</strong><br/><br/>Cassidy heard some talking and excitement from the window. The group must've been gathering at the pool. Intriguing, but nothing compared to what she had going on in the penthouse. She grinned at Gail in the mirror, "Chica, why would I stop holding back? It's so much more fun to tease you and watch you squirm." She didn't let the A-Class beauty respond, instead taking her lips in a hot, passionate kiss. Alright, maybe she wasn't holding back as far as lip-locking was concerned, but her hands were still keeping away from all the most delicious of Gail's curves. Even as the blonde slid her hand up, Cass stopped short, just barely cupping the underside of the womans breast. Her other hand slid further into the blonde's panties, taunting her, brushing over her inner thigh but staying well away from the treasure that lay between the blonde's long and lovely limbs. She slid her hand back to Gail's hip again, dragging her nails playfully over her soft skin.<br/><br/>"Mmmn," murmured Cassidy as the kiss broke for the moment, "No, I'm going to take my time with you." She purred into the blonde's ear and kissed her again, her lips delivering all the fire and passion that her hands were not. Her hands just kept teasing, lightly touching, gently caressing. Tormenting.