Chapter 10 by Zeebop

Who Is It?

Speak Of The Devil

She was pale of skin and wearing a dark gossamer evening gown whose cleavage descended straight to her waist, and gave a half-smile as she clapped. Raven hair, slightly wild, but dark as Lois' own ran down to her back. She was tall, stately even—she carried herself with chin raised and broad shoulders thrown back, which caused her bare, heavy breasts to jut forward, the nipples tenting the fabric. The reporter her **** herself to look up, into half-lidded eyes that seemed so dark as almost to be black, and were set in a face that reminded her, vaguely, of the bust of Nefertiti—smooth, almost streamlined and alien yet distinctly human.

"What an...enthusiastic performance." The woman said, and extended a hand. "I am Angelica Blaze; welcome to my club."

"Joanne Kent," Lois lied smoothly, taking the hand and, suddenly flush with inspiration, bent down to leave a demure kiss on the third knuckle. "I'm glad to meet you."

The kiss had left a trace of sticky whiteness was left behind. Angelica's eyes flashed as she brought the hand up to her mouth to lick off the residue.

"And I, you." Blaze said. The dark eyes ran up Lois' body, pausing here and there to admire the swell of hip and breast, before settling on the reporter's eyes, staring into them with a look both challenging and frankly lustful. "Are you a naughty girl, Joanne?"

"I'm a woman, Angelica." Lois returned the stare, and stepped closer. Angelica did not back down as the brunette invaded her personal space, and the reporter closed in until you could hardly slide a piece of paper between their breasts. "One who isn't afraid to do what she wants, when she wants...with whomever she wants."

Lois did not look down then, but she felt something brush against her thigh—something hard and warm and very familiar, though she had never expected to feel it while standing this close to a woman...

Angelica smiled...a wicked grin that transformed her face utterly, into the mask of a wicked satyr. "You know," Blaze said, laying a finger on Lois' collar. "You haven't seen nearly all that the Black Door has to offer yet. Why don't I show you..."