“Do I really look like the helping sort?” Tracey purred with a joyous smirk. She was really enjoying the game, whatever it was. Taking a slow step forward, she eyed Heidi hungrily. “Besides, I usually take what I desire…” There was no mistaking what she desired.
Sliding down to sit on the bed, she couldn’t help but stare at the swell of Heidi’s chest. Her fears and anger and anxiety from the ball were fading quickly, but some still rested in the back of her mind. What if she were followed? What if she was about to be discovered? She had been cautious, but had she been cautious enough.
Trying got shake away the thoughts, her hand moved to rest on Heidi’s calf. Her fingers lightly rubbed the soft flesh covering Heidi’s taut muscles. “You aren’t going to resist me, are you?” She had no idea if Heidi would be submissive to her or if she was going to have to “fight” for dominance.