The air in the dressing room was thick with sweat and sex, a cloyingly sweet scent to Suzy's nose. She'd once been given a bottle of Jasmine perfume, but discarded it after one use, thinking that the most exotic flowers on earth couldn't compare with the aroma  she preferred... the scent she felt most at peace with.  Well, peace for a few moments, at least, which in Suzy's world was a very long time.<br/><br/>She let her body slump, draping down atop Dominic's strong chest, mewing softly as she felt him slip free of her body.  Suzy reached to push her fingers through his hair, smoothing it back from his damp forehead, smiling down at the beautiful man.  Her other hand performed the exact same action in dearest Jezebel's hair.<br/><br/>"Have I ever denied you anything, my precious girl?  He is a treasure, indeed!"<br/>