Re: 2nd Floor: Beds and Couches
"In my experience over the last century? No" Eterna chuckled, brushing a loose lock of hair behind her ear. Allison was smitten with Emerson it seemed and Eterna wondered if the girl realised that her Mistress was fine with that. Her pet had been rather deprived of cock as of late and Emerson was attractive in a rather scruffy way, it was only natural.
Had the Supernatural been any other than Emerson she might have bluntly have lent Allison to him, but it would only put the two off she imagined. Emerson was too laid back to take what he wanted let alone ask for her permission yet Allison was conscious of Eterna's reaction. Having spotted a face in the crowd that she rather wanted to speak with she rose from her seat and made her excuses. She did however kiss Allison's cheek in order to disguise the whisper that would be inaudible to the witch.