"Billy!" Esther shouted, her voice a blur of rage, panic and triumph!  "I only have about a hundred questions for you!"<br/><br/>The memory of watching her body.. or, not quite her body, but the most beautiful body she'd ever seen.. was it her body?  It hadn't been when she.. Her head ached with confusion.  The memory of what she did to Dorothea continued to both haunt and arouse her.  Esther thought for a moment about how all this was happening too fast.  Billy wasn't kidding.. she was breaking some kind of record for preternatural debauchery.  She needed a few minutes to just sit down and think.  What was she?  Why had she done that?  Why had it felt so good?<em>How</em>had she done that?  Was it her?  Was she herself at all?<br/><br/>She glanced around, looking for a chair.  Not finding one off the bat, she looked back at Billy, her eyes furious but her body betraying her bewilderment and exhaustion.  She wracked her brain trying to think of the first question to ask him.  She'd wanted to know, since this began, what he was getting out of offering them this power.  But that was secondary.  What was she?  Why was she having so much trouble controlling herself?  And a thousand other questions like that.  After fumbling with words for a moment, as Billy probably smirked in wicked bemusement, she asked the first, broadest, and only truly appropriate question she could think of.<br/><br/>"What the fuck, Billy?"<br/><br/>(OOC: A shorter post than the usual, but Esther's thoughts are too messed up by this point to scrawl out!  At this time, depending on what Billy has a mind to tell Esther, I'd like to pause Esther's story and get some of the other players in here!  Not that I don't want to see the next scene, but if Billy is going to say anything juicy.. Well, I don't want to see any surprises ruined because of Esther's curiosity!  Of course, if Billy is going to troll a little, by all means, let's keep going!  Fun Fun Fun!)