Madame Laurent

As everyone gets up and moves toward opposite ends of the mansion to fume, Madame Laurent stands up and approaches you. With another melodic laugh, she starts to speak, "Looks like you're winner, doesn't it?" You simply give a nod as the thought of all the wealth still has your mind reeling. You barely notice as she leans down, the tops of her breasts sticking out from her patterned corset. She whispers into your ear, "Why not double your good luck and come by my room for a drink. I could at least keep you safe from some of your other guests..." She trails off and tilts her head in the direction of Brianna. Brianna seems to have turned into a shade of red you thought inhumanly possible.

"I could use a drink..." You say as your eyes are slow to pull away from her breasts and follow her pale skin towards her lips and eyes...She stands up and extends a hand to you, which you gladly take as your body grows a little numb. She exits the study with you in tow, you pass through a number of hallways and staircases, but it all goes by in a blur as you follow. Only when she reaches her room and lets go of your hand to open the door, does your senses return. You blush as you think how silly you must of looked following her through your uncle's house like a child.

"Come on in," she half smiles as she stands inside the room, gesturing with her hand. "It is your house after all..." You could almost hear a spiteful tone in her words but you still enter and take a seat. Surprisingly her room isn't any more exciting than any other room in the house, but there is an interesting trunk seated at the foot of her bed. "So is there anything...I can get you?" She gives a coy little smirk and leans forward again.