"Kat, I... I don't think you understand what a dress like this does to me..."
Jahi was still unable to take her hands off of me as we stood together in the dressing room, that purple dress thoroughly cleaned out after fifteen or twenty seconds of concentrated magic, which was a testament to her 'prowess'.
The Demoness was only dressed now because I told her we were beginning to toe the line of going too far way too early in this day, and although she was reluctant, she agreed to clothe herself again... but not to keep her hands off of me.
"I mean, just... Look. Look at yourself and tell me you aren't the sexiest, most breedable bitch in this entire world. Tell me that those workers outside aren't going to start comparing every single woman they ever see to you."
Turning me towards the mirror, she stood behind me and slid one hand across my stomach while the other remained glued to my chest, the Demoness indulging herself even after everything that had happened.
