Laura's mind was filled with the image of Jean as the Prim and Proper, but she lusted after her as if she was a wanton lesbian goddess.
"Jean let me show you how women can love each other," Laura said blushing.
"What?" Jean smile behind her illusions.
"Just between us as friends," Laura told herself as much as Jean.
Laura kissed Jean, her passion sending her tongue snaking into Jean's mouth.
[Jean is my queen and goddess] Laura could hear these thoughts in her head. [I must love and worship my Queen! I must obey my Queen without question.]
Jean and Laura's hands ran over each other's bodies. Jean stopped the illusions, Laura didn't notice as she kept her eyes closed. Jean pulled Laura's shirt and sports bra up over her head.
"Jean, my Queen," Laura gasped.
"Yes, my Knight," Jean smiled.
"Please let me lap at your divine love," Laura breathed.