"Yes. She doesn't like me very much," Terillia said.

Vicky grinned. "So you ARE the one who kissed Eliza!" Terillia flushed blue and almost made Vicky chortle. She had spent some time in a succubae aerie and she was a little more accustomed than most to their peculiarities. They were a very . . . forward . . . race, prone to saying or doing whatever was on their minds. "Don't worry, she doesn't hate you. She's just really serious about Eliza. If it makes you feel any better, I actually STOLE one of her girlfriends when we were younger, and she eventually forgave me. Especially after the bitch turned...