As the Priestess continued, using all her empathy, and all the skills she had gained through her new relationship with the incubus, Yolande could forget the events in the village, forget what had happened in front of the students, unable to think of anything beyond the present, and this chapel.  Not that such things were truly forgotten of course, but they were banished for now, and this session would lay overtop of those memories, giving them a new colouration ... the pleasure of those events would still come through, but the dismay, the struggle against them, was pushed further down in her mind.  Of course, this wouldn't diminish the excitement she felt when thinking back, one that had been triggered by Kabuno's potion, but was now becoming naturally linked in her mind - pleasure rising if she should think of how full she had been, how used, along with the other village women around her.<br/><br/>With the Priestess' support of her somewhat lust-addled idea of encouraging the students to "help each other" this way, the idea settled in Yolande's mind as something decided.  At the end of their time together, with the adventuress only able to stand steadily because of the Priestess' spell, Yolande thanked her, and went on: "If you can... help the students with this, I ... leave it to you.  You have my full support... they must be... prepared.  And, Priestess, thank you so very much.  I am a new woman.  And now, yes... I just hope your spell lasts long enough to get my to bed."<br/><br/>Dressed again, Yolande took a deep breath before stepping out into the hallway, then headed directly for her suite.  Anders was still out ... perhaps just as well, for she felt her energy sapping, and it was only be pushing herself that she could tidy up a little and eat some fruit before heading to bed.