Head spinning, Lisa forces the world, and time, back into focus for herself, her kisses slowing. She gives one final, firm bite to Minnie's shoulder, just far enough over that a normal neckline should be able to obscure it.
"I could say the same to you, my good girl..." She lowers her voice to a whisper. "You've given me your eyes before, after all."
She sits up and unsheathes, then falls to one side, draping an arm and a leg each across Minnie's body.
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