<div class="floatleft"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/0e/Lauren_Budd_512.png)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Michael / Emmy</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">● Fully female.<br/>● Wearing white dress and heels.<br/>● Self confident.<br/>● Susceptible to Cloe's and Circe's thoughts<br/>    but can control the exposure via inner door,<br/>   which he is drawn to open.<br/>● Turned on.</span></span></div></div></div></div></td><td></td></tr></tbody></table></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 2pt;"><br/></span><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Circe gets a mischievous glint in her eye as she grabs an empty bottle from a cart and spins it on the table.  I wonder what she's up to but before I get the chance to ask, she clamps her palm on the bottle, stopping it pointing in my direction.  "Hey, that's cheat..." I start but the words die out as her mouth presses against mine.  We have kissed before, but never like that, with her lips and tongue offering sweet promises of more to come.<br/><br/>I feel her hand crawling up my thigh, higher.  It feels good, and will probably feel even better when it reaches its destination, but it stops half-way, leaving me with a bewildering mix of relief and disappointment.  Do I want it?  Do I want to want it?  And to confuse things even further, she pulls back, asking me to articulate what I like and want.  If only I knew!  Maybe opening the inner door will bring clarity.  I look inward and nudge the door open, just a crack, and immediately my pulse quickens.<br/><br/>Not to be outdone, Chloe reaches for the bottle to spin it, and it stops pointing at me again, without any cheating this time unless she used magic to influence the result, which I won't put past her.  She leans in, asking for a taste, and my hand moves as if on its own volition to the back of her head, pulling her into a passionate kiss, not unlike the one I was subjected to only moments earlier, ignoring the hoots, whistles and catcalls from the peanut gallery.  Then her hand finds my other leg and I jump upright, quickly shutting the inner door, but the little magic that manage to seep through the gap was enough to ramp up my arousal to the point of quivering.  I know what I want, and I want it now!<br/><br/>"Fuck!" I whisper, then turn my head from one girl to the other.  "I want you!  And you!  And, I don't know, maybe Wanda as well.  Let's pay and get the fuck out of here before I lose control completely."</span><br/>