<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">For Ampere's Eyes Only</div><div class="spoiler_body">Felice feeling helpless wasn't where the similarities ended. No, Gerdi was reacting in much the same way as she had, moaning and fingers latching on to the bedding. Her back was arching already, too, and the amount of fluids that she was leaving on the Asian woman's face were nothing short of astounding.<br/>Which meant Felice was probably going to need a bath, too...<br/><br/>At that precise moment, Gerdi looked down on the small form she was straddling, and hissed some words. <strong>"You...",</strong> was all that Felice managed to understand, before the bigger girld cried out and slumped.<br/></div></div><br/><br/><div align="center">***</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">For Kathyan's Eyes Only</div><div class="spoiler_body">There were, as Ezra quickly found out, more than one rooms in Gerdi's part of the house. Indeed, one could say she was almost walking through a corridor, with various knick knacks covering the walls nearby. There was a shield, the likes of which warriors take to battle, and then there was the small stone figurine of a witch riding a broom, that was hanging practically next to the shield.<br/>The figurine that opened her eyes and winked at Ezra.<br/><br/><strong>"Are you looking for someone?",</strong> she asked with a polite voice. <strong>"You seem the kind that would be...but what is it? The rumours about gold in this house are strongly overblown, the maidenhood of the hostess is dubious, and it's not like her projects are so unique. So, why are you here?"</strong></div></div>