<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/>Quite relieved when her beloved armor came clean so freely, Trish got dresses in the alluringly enchanted breastplate skirt, tigh high boots, and gauntlets.  The ebony girl took a few long breaths, then touhced her tight little tummy.  "i can't believe i got out of that a virgin..."<br/><br/>She blushed a little, hoping she hadn't just needled the other girl's traumas.  To say her purity was remotely unsullied by this experience would be simply ridiculous.  Her mouth had been used so many times...  And she'd experienced sex, from both sides.  And yet her body was untouched.  So...  If she couldn't be truly pure for her husband one day, at least she could be tight...  Trish sighed a little bit, then checked that she was fully geared up.<br/><br/>The ebony girl took her own papers and followed Sister Victoria's example.  She fished out a wand, next.  A touch from her own wand manged to end Trish's own wounds fully.  “So, who's still hurt?”<br/><br/>While waiting for answers, she read the papers over Vicci's shoulders.