Sara knew of Daphne's situation with potential suitors. It almost made ehr feel sorry for the redhead. Almost. If she was being honest to Daphne, she would tell her that she was free to take Theo away from her, but knew saying that would be revealing too much. SHe let it pass.
"Fair enough. Whores should get some say, I suppose." Sara was going to use the reaction she got from Daphne out of calling her whore as much as she could. She loved the girl's face when she called her it. "Only when we're..." she pulled Lavender closer to her, "in private..."
"Who, me?" Sara chuckled, playing innocent. She ran her hand and the ribbon down along Daphne's exposed collarbone. "Why would I do such a thing? It's not like I need to or anything."
Grinning in satisfaction as Daphne's back arched, Sara's free hand went to the redhead's waist. Her knee pressed harder into the girl's cunt. "Listen to that moan..." she chuckled. "Don't like girls my arse. YOu're loving this. Besides, I saw the way you were looking at Gabrielle Delacour. A whore like you will take anything she can get her hands on."
Quickly, in Sara's aggressive mind, the insults on Daphne became closer and closer to the ones she thought about Tracey, when she was so angry with the blonde. Maybe now she was finally venting that anger...