<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://i468.photobucket.com/albums/rr50/akikokittel/Shadebanner.jpg) (http://i468.photobucket.com/albums/rr50/akikokittel/Psylocke.jpg)</td><td><br/>Ayako shivered in the cold, and blinked as the woman's leather catsuit turned into so much shadows and disappeared. She was amazed at the woman's control over the shadow, and felt that she needed to find other ways to hide.<br/><br/>When the woman kissed her, she remained passive, not resisting. And yet, she wasn't exactly participating, either, and had an idea what the woman wanted with her, now. As the woman kissed down to her neck, making Ayako gasp softly, she whimpered out, "But... but I'm not a lesbian.... you're going to rape me, aren't you?"<br/><br/>The attention being given her nipples had her feet pointing straight at the floor, toes curling slightly, "Oh! Why? Why me? Why always me?" Her head slumped forward, eyes closing as the pleasurable sensations took over, hanging hair shadowing her cute face as she tried to reign in her fear and arousal, to little success.</td></tr></tbody></table>