Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170816034817/@comment-31049256-20170816181821

(Beach Group/Flame) The Alice smiles, "Sure thing hon."

With practiced ease the woman tilts the glass just far enough to allow only a few drops of the grape juice to fall into Forjod's tiny glass.

"You think either of them will want anything?" She asks motioning to Rix and Dravela.

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(Hound) Sheba squeaks and purrs under Samia's touch, all the stress from the day melting quickly as she becomes putty in the Pharaoh's hands.