<div align="center"><strong>Kris Fielding : Locked up in Ansem Hyral's room</strong></div><br/>A heat was building up in her sex, and suddenly her need to tease him left completely.  Leaning down so that she could kiss him once again, she let her head rest against his.  Her hips bucking, so that the friction would quicken her to greater pleasure.<br/><br/>"Mmmmm, Yes."  She was agreeing with him, but it came out more as an exclamation.  "Fuck me Ansem.  Fuck me now!"