"After everything you have fought, you still deny the presence of magic? How do you explain magic? Branches transforming into snakes? Men who are half bulls? Stone colossus's coming to life without mechanics?"
Danica found it increasingly frustrating that Kara still denied such a prominent part of her life. There was so much Kara needed to learn about the Amazons. Rolling off Kara to lay on her back, she looked up at the ceiling.
"Toga parties do not sound like fun then. However, togas are not as worn within the amazon tribe that is ruled by my mother and grandmother. Togas are roman. A different era, and only worn by men, and only men who were Roman citizens." Danica informed her girlfriend. Her voice didn't change in tone or anything to give off how annoyed she was by the piece of clothing, or what it meant. "It was used to distinguish status in their society. No one outside of Rome was permitted to wear it, and no one who wasn't a free born Roman male citizen."
While Danica hated their societal structures, their wars were glorious and many in her books. Until their empire fell. ---
Tugging the draw string, the blonde was going to push her hand in already but Chrissy was back to kissing her. While the girl had her lip, she pushed her hand in, rubbing Chrissy through her panties.
"No." She said defiantly, though it was totally true. She was soaked. It had been inevitable. Chrissy was too hot not too.
Twisting so that she knocked Chrissy over, Stephanie took over being on top, tugging her girlfriend's pajama bottoms down before Chrissy could attempt to regain the upper hand. She still had her torn shirt on, which was good, because that left chrissy in just her panties.