Subj: Barnabas & Quentin War Over Julia -- 11
Date: 7/16/00 1:26:10 AM Central Daylight Time
From: Beverly LaCroix
Angelique stood in the corner of the room, an unseen voyeur, watching with anger coupled with desire, as Barnabas begin to slowly caress Julia's breasts. She watched Barnabas roll the nipples between his thumb and forefinger, softly at first, then harder. Julia moaned excitedly, and began to spread her legs for Barnabas. Lust and desire shot through her as Barnabas took a swollen nipple in his mouth and began to suckle with intensity. Julia writhed with a wild abandonment, and wantonness that she didn't know she was capable. Rotating her hips faster as her desire grew, and screamed to find relief.
Angelique watched, and felt herself grow wet between her legs, and she began to massage the lover's sign that was in the palm of her hand, she felt her desire begin to rise, and masaged the sign harder. Rocking back and forth her climax equalled what Julia's would have been if Julia hadn't felt shame course through her body for being naked in bed with Barnabas when she needed to be with Quentin.
"Julia what's wrong?" Barnabas askd, flicking his finger over her clitoris lightly.
"I need Quentin." Julia screamed, as she climaxed.
"Stokes, you fool!" Quentin thundered, "you have summoned the wrong Trask. I wanted the Reverend Trask, not Gregory Trask.