<div class="floatleft">(http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a68/thommytsunami/emma3.png)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;">Milady de Winter</span></span><br/><em>Transgender Terror, Queen of Ice</em><br/><strong>STR:</strong>0<strong>SPE:</strong>3<strong>INT:</strong>4<br/><strong>DUR:</strong>1<strong>AGL:</strong>3<strong>PER:</strong>5<br/><br/><strong>The League HQ</strong><br/><br/>Milady de Winter sighed ever so slightly at the touch of the Incubus. She found it so appropriate that while society had condemned her for so many centuries for following her heart, she found acceptance amongst those the world dubbed "evil." There were few she had encountered that touched her with the confidence that the Incubus had. So often she had to be the aggressor, even more so if her would-be lover was repulsed by her nature. Even with Frances and Francis she was the dominant one as they were her complete and utter slaves.  It was nice to be treated as a lady for once.<br/><br/>She followed the Incubus into her room and stood in front of him. Her closet was opened upon behind her. Nonchalantly, Milady de Winter untied her robe and let it slip down to the floor. She was now completely nude, shamelessly so. Milady de Winter looked at the Incubus with an arched eyebrow.<br/><br/>"So, mon ami, what should I try on first?"