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It was casually musical, and it seemed to slip into my ear and penetrate my mind. “Fantasia.” Rachel grinned delightedly up at the demoness, then, much to my shock, she pulled the woman into a heated kiss. Fantasia’s tray fat was dropped unceremoniously on the table, shots of liquor spilling without a care. And why would she care, for was there anything as beautiful as watching these creatures exchange tongues? Their eyes closed in bliss, their noses pressed alongside one another, and their mouths smacked and hummed with pure hedonism. Fantasia seemed to wilt into Rachel, molding herself desperately to the curves of her, her thin tail coiling and wagging behind her in contentment, revealing her puckered anus and leaking slit. I sank into the corner of my booth, intimidated and shamefully aroused, but confused more than anything. “Last time I saw you, you were a scared little girl.” Fantasia said, eyes connecting with Rachel’s above a glistening string of their spit, “Now look at you.” “Last time I saw you, you were in a whorehouse.” Rachel chuckled, guiding the smaller woman onto her knee, “Now I hear you’re working as a waitress of all things. What happened?” “Being a hooker was just too predictable; you always know when you’re going to get stuck.” Fantasia snickered, “Working here is just so much more exciting. Any moment a patron could grab me, force me to my knees, and there would be nothing I could do about it. I’m just so helpless.” “You’re anything but helpless, Fantasia.” Rachel smiled. Fantasia smirked at her, then shifted herself into Rachel’s lap. 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