If anything could be said about the force that was striking Viloet, it was insistant. A numbing force ripped across the halflings miniature frame, strong enough to turn the world white for an instant. However brief the pulse was, it lingered. The bud of her clit and the tips of her nipples obviously, but other spots as well like the tips of her ears and the nape of her neck. Places external and internal, perhaps some the halfling didn't even know she had.<br/><br/>Despite its best efforts however, it was little more than foreplay's worth to the tiny temptress. Albeit concentrated pin-point foreplay. It lacked the punch to physically comprimize Viloet, though it was certainly clear to her that was its intent.<br/><br/>Through some small bit of clarivoyance, Viloet was able to understand why. The businessmen, the slightly under-handed tactics and the deal struck between them. They'd need an appropriate way to celebrate and with a barely clad maid in the room no less. With Kaitlea wearing at her senses, it was incredibly clear to her that if she didn't find an excuse to leave<em>right now</em>odds were high that she would wind up being double-teamed.                Not only that, but if Terrance was expanding his trade he would need to increase production soon!