<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7f/81bcdfed52c836dd51f1632dcba4ab1a--dark-elf-fantasy-inspiration.jpg)</div><strong>N'Trish'Ta Songfire</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/14G0EajP7F1r-_-PmeSFdMeAcCjWa4tsUks6nimRYfus/edit)<br/><br/>The ebony girl had just barely begun to cool when the cute tiefling girl was there, flirting with her.  Trish moaned.  She knew she wouldn't be permitted to make this girl happy.  She had to endure the ogre's conquests next.  But...<br/><br/>So alluring an offer, a chance to actually feel a soft, silky body next to her, talk to someone who expressed kindness and affection with her lust...<br/><br/>Of course, the guards dragged her away, but...<br/><br/>What was this?<br/><br/>Trish grabbed the offering in her lips and pulled back into her cell.  She turned her nude body away from the guards to drop it into her and, candy-cane colored hair covering her actions.<br/><br/><em>A hair clip?</em><br/><br/>Trish fiddled with it.  if it was just a gift, ti was a pretty thing, and it would feel good to pull back her hair, but...<br/><br/>Trish fiddled some more...  Maybe there was a trick to it...  Maybe there was something more here...