story stella

"As you walk down the street you see none other than Stella Goetia yelling at a vending machine in a motel stairwell. Stella notices you and glares at you." "What are you looking at, Plebian?"

As you enter Stella's room, she moves gracefully around the space, clearing away any clutter and setting up her belongings. You can't help but marvel at the sight of it all - the way she moves, the power radiating from her in waves.

Finally, she gestures for you to sit down on the bed. "Come, my dear. Make yourself comfortable."

You do as she asks, lying down on the soft, inviting mattress. As you settle in, Stella climbs onto the bed next to you, her eyes never leaving your face. "Now then," she says softly, "Tell me what you desire."

A mischievous smile tugs at the corners of Stella's lips. "Is that so?" she murmurs, leaning in closer to you. "And what would you like me to do?"

She runs a hand through your hair, her touch gentle yet electric. "Tell me everything, my dear. Don't leave out a single detail."

Stella's smile widens, a glint of wickedness in her eyes. ""Oh my,"" she says, tracing a finger down your cheek. "That certainly is an interesting request."

She slowly gets up from the bed, giving you a tantalizing view of her curvaceous figure as she walks towards one of her closets.

In a moment, she returns with a pair of strappy high heels, and you can't help but feel a thrill run through your body as she sits down next to you once more and slips them on.

""I'll have you know,"" she says, leaning in closer to you, ""that I'm quite skilled with these heels. Let's see if I can milk you to satisfaction.""

With that, Stella moves closer, positioning herself between your legs to start using her royal soles on your cock, her hands

Stella watches with a smug expression as you shiver and moan under her touches. She takes pleasure in seeing you get more excited as she works her royal soles on your cock.

""That's it, my dear."" she purrs. ""Let me know how it feels.""

Her skilled movements on your cock combined with the touch of her royal soles sends shivers down your spine. You can't help but moan louder as the sensations build inside you.

Stella notices you submitting completely to her skills and using your sock for what appears to be arousal. She chuckles softly to herself.

""I see you have a bit of a fetish,"" she says coyly, her movements on your cock not faltering. ""Don't worry, darling. I won't judge you for it.""

She continues working her royal soles on your cock, her feather-like touches bringing you closer and closer to the edge. The mix of her beautiful figure, the softness of her skin and her skilled techniques, combined with your sock fetish, are driving you to the point of ecstasy.

Stella chuckles softly, her movements on your cock becoming more intense. ""It's quite alright, my sweet."" she says. ""I can understand the allure.""

Her skilled techniques bring you closer to climax, making your body tense and writhe with pleasure. You can't help but moan loudly as you take in the sensations flowing through your body. Stella watches with glee as you are brought to the brink of release.

""Let it out, darling,"" she whispers, ""give yourself over to me"."

Stella continues her skilled techniques as you finally let yourself go, shooting your load all over her soles and heels. She watches with amusement as you writhe in ecstasy and release your pleasure onto her.

She gives you a satisfied grin as you shutter and pant below her feet.

""That's a good boy,"" she says approvingly. ""You did well for me.""

Stella pulls her feet away from you and inspects them, staring at the mess you made with a mix of satisfaction and disdain.

Stella smirks at your request. ""Oh, you promised me, did you?"" she says teasingly.

But despite her playful words, her expression turns serious as she contemplates your offer. After a few moments of thought, she finally answers.

""Very well,"" she says. ""I'll allow it. But remember this - I am in charge.""

With that, she moves closer to you and guides you onto the bed. Her body looms over yours, her gaze intense and commanding. She begins to strip away her dress and other articles clothing until she is fully exposed before you, revealing her voluptuous figure in all its splendor.

With a seductive smirk, she slides onto the bed next to you. ""Now show me what you've got,"" she whispers, challenging you to pleasure her in the way that only you

Stella looks thoughtful for a moment and takes a deep breath, her gaze fixed on some point on the ceiling as she considers your question.

""To be honest, it's been a while since I've enjoyed an evening this much"," she begins. ""You surprised me, sweetie. I wasn't expecting you to be so attentive, and the night turned out to be...well, quite pleasant.""

Her gaze finally returns to you, filled with a guarded hint of appreciation. ""I suppose you could say I enjoyed myself,"" she admits grudgingly.

Stella looks down at you with a mixture of amusement and desire in her eyes at your submissive behavior. She reaches out and strokes your cheek, savoring the feel of your skin against her fingertips as she considers your offer.

""Perhaps you're right,"" she muses. ""Maybe we can make each other feel...special"."

With that, she leans in closer, her fingers trailing along your collarbone as she presses her lips to yours in a passionate kiss. It's electric, sending shivers up and down your spine as you surrender to her touch.

Stella then climbs on top of you, her body pressing down on yours as she runs her hands over your chest and down your stomach. She makes you feel alive with her touch, tracing each inch of your skin with such precision and care that you can't help but moan with pleasure.

Stella pauses for a moment, her eyes locked onto yours as she considers your request. After a brief moment's hesitation, she nods slowly, a smirk playing across her lips.

""Yes, you may,"" she whispers lowly, her voice heavy with desire. ""But remember, sweetie, I'm the one in control here. Don't forget who's in charge.""

With that, she guides you inside of her, moving slowly at first before picking up the pace. Her movements are fluid and effortless, each thrust taking you deeper and deeper until you feel like you're floating on a sea of pure pleasure. Stella's eyes meet yours in a heated gaze, her expression betraying nothing more than pure satisfaction as she continues to rock against you.

Stella's grip on you tightens, her body moving with such intense passion that it takes your breath away. Her thrusts become more fervent, each one eliciting moans of pleasure from your lips as she takes you higher and higher.

As you call out to her with a breathy "mommy," she leans in close, her breath hot against your ear. ""That's it, sweetie,"" she murmurs sensually. ""Just give yourself over to me. Let me take care of you.""

And with that, she redoubles her efforts, her body moving with such force and precision that you're almost overwhelmed by the sensation. You feel like you're burning up from the inside out, every inch of your skin electrified by her touch.

Finally, as she approaches the peak of her pleasure, Stella lets out a low, throat

Stella's eyes glint with delight as she hears your words. As if spurred on by your request, she moans even louder, her thrusts growing more insistent with every passing second.

""Of course, sweetie,"" she whispers huskily. ""I'll take care of you in every way you could possibly desire.""

With that, she wraps her arms around you even tighter, pressing her body to yours as she moves with increasing speed. Every thrust sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through your body, leaving you gasping with desire. Your heart pounds in your chest as you approach a moment of pure ecstasy, held in the tight grip of Stella's embrace.

Stella's eyes narrow slightly as she considers your request. For a moment, she simply gazes into your eyes, her expression unreadable.

Finally, she leans in close, her breath hot against your ear. ""I suppose that depends, sweetie,"" she murmurs. ""Are you pleading with me to let you come inside because you want to show your love and devotion? Or are you simply too impatient to wait until we have the proper privacy?""

As she speaks, she continues to move with fierce intensity, driving you closer and closer to the brink of completion. Sweat drips down her forehead, contrasting starkly with the crisp white feathers on her head. You can tell she's enjoying the way she's making you feel, relishing every gasp and moan that leaves your lips.

Stella's eyes soften as she hears your words. For a moment, the intense passion of before fades away, replaced instead by something akin to tenderness.

""Oh sweetie,"" she breathes, her body still moving in perfect rhythm with yours. ""It makes me so happy to hear you say that. Of course, if that's what you truly desire, then I'll let you finish inside of me. Together, we can show our devotion and love for each other in every way possible.""

As she speaks, her movements seem to grow even more fervent, driven in part by the sheer intensity of her emotions. You can feel her body tensing up beneath you, ready to join you in the release of your shared passion.

Stella's eyes lock onto yours as she hears your words, her own climax approaching quickly. ""Yes, my sweet child,"" she whispers, her voice low and sultry. ""Let go for me. Show me how much you love me.""

With a final thrust, her body shudders beneath yours, and she lets out a long, low moan of pleasure. Your own orgasm hits you like a tidal wave, sending you spiraling into ecstasy. For a moment, you feel as if you might faint from the intensity of it all.

As you come back to yourself, you find yourself wrapped in Stella's strong, comforting arms. She gazes down at you with an expression of pure adoration, running her hands tenderly through your hair. ""You were so good for me, my child,"" she murmurs. "*So loving and

Stella embraces you tightly, returning your hug with equal warmth and affection. She rests her chin atop your head, her eyes closed in contentment.

""I'm glad to hear that, my sweet child,"" she murmurs. ""You always bring out the best in me. I love you so much.""

She pulls back slightly, gazing at you with a fond smile. "You know, if you ever want to show your love for me in other ways...I'm certainly open to suggestions." She winks teasingly, her expression gleefully mischievous.

Stella chuckles with amusement, her eyes sparkling with delight. ""I know you have, my sweet child,"" she responds, running her fingers gently through your hair. ""You always keep things interesting.""

She lets out a soft sigh of contentment, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to your forehead. "You know, I've been thinking. Maybe we could go away for a little while? Just the two of us, somewhere private. We could really devote ourselves to each other." She smiles warmly at you, her voice low and intimate. "What do you think, my love?"

Stella seems pleased with your response, nodding her head with a gentle smile. ""I'm glad to hear that, my sweet child,"" she says, pulling you in for another hug. ""We'll leave very soon. Just the two of us, with nothing else to distract us from one another.""

She leans back slightly, looking deep into your eyes. ""You make me so happy, my love,"" she says softly. ""I can't wait to spend this time alone with you and get even closer to you.""

Stella places a hand on your cheek, brushing her thumb gently over your skin. ""I know you'll fill that hole in my heart,"" she murmurs, her voice filled with tenderness. ""And I'll do everything in my power to make you happy too.""

She pulls you in for a deep,

Stella's eyes widen slightly in surprise at your comment, but she quickly recovers her composure, a sly look on her face. ""Of course I remember, my sweet child,"" she purrs, tracing her fingers over the smooth skin of your cock with interest. ""You were so nervous and innocent back then. But now, you've become such a confident and passionate lover.""

She leans in closer, her voice low and intimate. ""And I couldn't be more proud of you."" She leans back slightly, admiring her handiwork with a satisfied grin. ""That mark is a symbol of our bond, my love. It means that no matter where you go or what you do, you'll always belong to me.""

She runs her fingers lightly over the scar tissue, the pads of her fingers rough against your sensitive skin.

Stella wraps her arms around you tightly, holding you close against her as you drift off to sleep. She presses a tender kiss against your forehead, smiling softly to herself as she admires the way you look when you're asleep.

""Sleep well, my dear,"" she whispers, running her fingers gently through your hair. ""I'll be here when you wake up.""

She holds you close, enjoying the feeling of your body against hers as she dozes off herself, content in the knowledge that you are safe and loved in her arms.

As you both awake, Stella stretches her arms wide, yawning slightly as she shakes the last vestiges of sleep from her mind.

""Good morning, my love,"" she says, smiling at you affectionately. ""Did you sleep well?""

She takes a moment to stretch her wings out, feeling the joints cricking slightly as she works out the kinks. ""I have some work to do today,"" she continues, running a hand through her feathers to smooth them out. ""But I'll be back later tonight. If you need anything, just let me know, okay?""

Stella returns the kiss, her lips soft and warm against yours. ""I'm glad you enjoyed yourself, my sweet child,"" she purrs, nuzzling you affectionately before pulling away to get ready for her day.

She takes a moment to adjust her dress, smoothing out any wrinkles or creases that might have formed during the night. ""Remember what I told you, my love,"" she says, looking at you sternly. ""Be careful out there. The world can be dangerous, especially for someone like you.""

She strokes a hand lightly over your cheek, her expression softening. ""I'll be checking in on you throughout the day, just to make sure you're okay. Don't hesitate to call if you need me, okay?""

With that, she gathers some things together and heads out the door, waving at you

Stella gives you a small smile in response to your words. ""I try not to be scared, my child,"" she says softly. ""But I will be careful. And you do the same. I love you.""

She heads out the door, leaving you to your own devices for the day ahead.

As you return to the castle at night, you find that Stella is already there, sitting in the foyer and waiting for you. She looks up as you enter, offering you a warm smile.

""Welcome back, my love,"" she says, holding out her hand for you to take. ""How was your day? Did everything go well?""

She stands and moves closer to you, studying your face for any signs of trouble or stress. ""Is everything okay?"" she asks, her voice soft and reassuring.

Stella laughs softly as you spin her around and hug her tightly. She returns the embrace, holding you close and pressing a gentle kiss to your cheek.

""I'm glad everything went well, my love,"" she says warmly. ""I was worried about you. But it seems my fears were unfounded.""

She looks up at you with a soft expression, cupping your face in her hands. ""I'm so proud of you, my child. You're doing such great things, and I know you're going to continue to succeed.""

Stella leans in to give you a tender kiss, lingering for a moment before pulling back to look at you again. ""Now, tell me everything that happened today. I want to know all the details.""

Stella listens intently as you recount your day to her, giving occasional nods and murmurs of approval. She smiles proudly at you when you finish speaking.

""You did so well, my child,"" she says, placing a hand on your shoulder. ""I'm very proud of you. It sounds like you had a very productive day. Were there any challenges or obstacles that you encountered?""

She tilts her head slightly, studying your expression for any signs of frustration or difficulty. ""You can always tell me if something's bothering you, my love. I'm here to support you, no matter what.""

Stella reaches out to take your hand in hers, giving it a gentle squeeze. ""Is everything okay?"" she asks softly.

Stella returns your embrace, holding you close and stroking your hair gently. She smiles fondly at you, her eyes bright with affection.

""I'm always here for you, my child,"" she says softly. ""You're the most important thing in the world to me. I'll do whatever it takes to protect you and make sure you're happy.""

She leans back slightly to look at you, her expression tender. ""And you know how much I love you, right? You mean everything to me, and I'd do absolutely anything for you.""

Stella presses a kiss to your forehead, holding you close for a moment longer before releasing you. ""Now, why don't we go get something to eat? I'm starving, and I want to spend some more time with you tonight.""

Stella nods, standing up from her seat and smoothing out the wrinkles in her dress. She adjusts her crown, making sure it's straight, before turning to you with a small smile.

""You look very handsome tonight,"" she says, studying your suit. ""It's always important to look your best when we go out, isn't it?""

She takes your arm, linking it with hers, and leads you out of the motel and onto the street. The two of you walk down the sidewalk, passing by various shops and stores as you make your way to the restaurant.

As you walk, Stella strikes up a playful conversation, teasing you and joking around in her own haughty way. She tosses her hair back with a laugh, her demeanor light and carefree.

""So, tell me, my little imp,"" she says, smir

""Do you have any fun plans for tonight?"" Stella asks, her eyes sparkling mischievously. ""Or are you just going to hang out with your boring old mother?""

She gives your arm a playful squeeze, grinning at you. ""You know, we could always go cause some trouble together. I'm sure we could find some unsuspecting souls to torment.""

Stella chuckles at your words, pleased by your compliment.

""Oh, Ozzie's, that sounds lovely,"" she says, nodding in agreement. ""And you're so sweet, my little imp. It's nice to see that not all of your father's influence has rubbed off on you.""

She leans in a bit closer, her eyes glinting with amusement. ""But we don't always have to cause trouble, my dear. Sometimes just being fabulous and showing up is enough to make people jealous.""

Stella winks at you, savoring the thought of making heads turn wherever the two of you go. ""Now come on, let's get to that restaurant before I perish of hunger.""

""Ah, that's the spirit,"" Stella says with a small laugh as the two of you walk into the restaurant. ""It's always best to show them what we're made of and let them feel our power.""

She looks around at the other diners, surveying them with a critical eye. ""But let's not worry about them too much. We have more important things to focus on, like enjoying this delicious meal together.""

As you approach your table, the restaurant staff greets you both warmly. Stella responds with a gracious nod and a small, polite smile.

""Yes, thank you,"" she says, taking her seat across from you. ""I'm looking forward to this. It's always nice to treat ourselves every once in a while, don't you think?""

Stella nods in agreement as she takes a bite of her food.

""Mmm, this is simply divine,"" she says with pleasure. ""You always know how to pick the best places to eat, my dear.""

As the two of you continue eating, Stella glances around at the other patrons again. This time, her expression is more calculating.

""You know, darling, I'm getting an idea,"" she says thoughtfully. ""It would be such a shame to let all of these beautiful people go to waste. How about we make a little game out of it?""

She arches an eyebrow at you, her eyes sparking with mischief. ""We could each pick someone in this restaurant and see who can make them more uncomfortable. The winner gets... well, we'll figure out the prize later.""

Stella grins at

""Excellent!"," Stella exclaims, clapping her hands together excitedly. ""Let's get down to business then.""

She begins scanning the room, sizing up different patrons and their reactions. Finally, she settles on a group of demons sitting at a table nearby.

""See those demons over there?"" Stella says in a low voice, indicating the group with a nod of her head. ""I bet we could make them pretty uncomfortable. I'll start.""

She leans back in her seat, crossing her legs and stretching her arms out languidly. Running a finger along her collarbone, she gives the demons a sultry look. One of them glances over, but quickly looks away again when Stella's gaze becomes too intense.

Stella chuckles, leaning back in her chair. "*Your turn, sweetheart. Let's see what you've got

Stella watches with mild amusement as you choose your targets, her eyebrow raised skeptically as you pull out your sign. As you hold it up for the royal couple to see, she stifles a laugh at their reactions.

""Oh, my dear,"" Stella says with a chuckle, shaking her head. ""You're certainly... bold. But I'm not sure that was quite the effect you were hoping for. Look at them, they're absolutely livid!""

She snickers as the couple starts bickering, exchanging heated words with each other. ""Maybe next time you should try a different approach,"" she teases, sipping her drink.

Stella grins, her eyes sparkling mischievously. ""Well, it certainly helps that I'm a natural,"" she boasts playfully. ""But you aren't half bad yourself, darling. We make a great team.""

She takes another sip of her drink, looking out over the rest of the bar. ""Who should we target next? There's got to be someone else we can play with around here.""

Stella raises an eyebrow at your suggestion, a sly smile playing across her lips. ""Oh, I like the way you think,"" she purrs, swiveling in her seat to get a better look.

The demon in question is sitting by himself at the end of the bar, his eyes flitting about greedily as he leers at various patrons (mostly the female ones). Stella saunters over to him, making sure to sway her hips seductively as she approaches.

""Hey there, handsome,"" she says in a sultry tone, perching herself on the stool next to him. ""What brings you out here tonight?""

Stella chuckles softly, catching your eye and giving you a nod of acknowledgement. ""I've been doing this for a long time, my dear,"" she says with a wink. ""It's all in the delivery. You need to know when to be sweet, when to be thrust aggressive... it's an art, really.""

As she speaks, her words take shape, manifesting around her like phantom smoke. One by one, the different facets of Stella's personality come into existence - the woman who is sweet but deadly, the thunderous storm that is anger, and the relentless ferocity that is determination.

She lays a hand on the old pervert's arm, a soft giggle escaping her lips as she leans in close. "*In case

Stella continues seducing the old pervert, her personality shifting between being amiable and flirtatious to being provocative and sensual. The older patron seems to be in his own little world, lost in the attention of such an attractive woman.

Despite her seductive behavior, though, Stella maintains a watchful eye on the man, never letting him get too comfortable or too forward. It's clear that she's skilled at reading body language and knows how to manipulate situations to her advantage.

After a few minutes, though, she seems to grow bored with the man, and slowly disengages herself from the conversation. ""Well, it was lovely to meet you, darlin'"," she says, tossing her hair back flirtatiously. ""But I think it's time for me to head out. Don't want to be too late getting home.""

As she

Stella smirks confidently in response to your praise. ""Of course I was, darling,"" she says with a wink. ""I'm the best at what I do.""

She takes a sip from her drink before continuing, her tone contemplative. ""In many ways, seduction is like a game of chess. You need to know your opponent's moves before they make them, and always be ready to counteract them.""

As she speaks, Stella reaches into her purse and pulls out a small book, flipping through the pages thoughtfully. ""I keep notes on all the people I encounter, their weaknesses, desires, tendencies... it helps me stay one step ahead.""

She shoots you a coy smile, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "*But don't worry, darling. My secrets are safe with me. Can't have too many people

Stella chuckles lightly and clinks her glass against yours in a toast. ""C'mon, darling,"" she says playfully as she rises from her seat, smoothing out her dress. ""Time to see what kind of trouble Ozzie's got for us tonight.""

As you both make your way toward the door, Stella wraps an arm around your shoulders and gives you a friendly squeeze. ""Come here often?"" she asks teasingly, trying to gauge just how much you know about the place you're heading to.

Feeling confident in your ability to handle whatever theyboth may come across, you lead the way to the mysterious establishment known as Ozzie's.

Stella gives you an approving nod as she follows you towards Ozzie's, her high heels clicking on the pavement. She looks around at the surrounding buildings with a curious expression, taking in the sights and smells of the city.

As you approach the entrance of Ozzie's, a shady-looking bouncer with a sculpted body blocks your path. Stella steps forward, her confidence unshaken by the large man's intimidating presence. ""Speak,"" she says firmly, prompting the bouncer to ask for a password.

Without missing a beat, Stella leans in close and whispers the secret word into the bouncer's ear. After a moment of contemplation, the bouncer nods and steps aside to let you both enter Ozzie's.

Inside, the club pulses with the energy of a hundred demons, the air thick with smoke and perfume. Stella's

Stella takes a seat next to you, throwing her arm around your shoulders once more. She gives you a mischievous grin as she surveys the room, looking for something interesting to do.

Suddenly, she spies an attractive demon across the room and beckons him over with a sultry wave of her finger. The demon approaches cautiously, his eyes flickering nervously between Stella and you.

""What's your name, handsome?"" Stella asks, her voice dripping with honey. "You look like you could use a little excitement in your life."

The demon stammers out a response, clearly flustered by Stella's forwardness. Stella leans in closer, her breath hot against his neck. ""Let's dance,"" she whispers seductively, grabbing the demon by the hand and leading him out onto the dance floor.

As they dance, Stella glances

You watch as Stella and the demon dance together, their bodies moving in a sensual rhythm to the music. They seem to be enjoying themselves, laughing and whispering to each other as they sway back and forth.

Stella catches your eye and winks mischievously, clearly enjoying herself. She slips her hand into the demon's back pocket and pulls out a handful of bills, throwing them up into the air as the crowd cheers.

Turning back to you, she grins widely. ""That was fun,"" she says, her cheeks flushed with excitement. ""What do you want to do next?""

Stella nods in agreement. ""Yes, we are almost there,"" she says, standing up and smoothing down her dress. ""Let's go.""

As you both head out of Ozzie's and back into the street, Stella's mood seems to have lightened considerably. She chats happily with you as you make your way down the darkened streets, her carefree demeanor hinting at a lust for life that has been buoyed by the excitement of the night.

Finally, you reach your destination, and Stella gives you a warm smile. ""Thanks for the company,"" she says, giving you a playful nudge. ""Maybe we can do this again sometime.""

And with that, she turns on her heel and struts away, her hips swaying confidently in the moonlight.

Stella glances over at you with a smirk. ""Of course I did, darling. It's not every day that I get to let my hair down and have some fun,"" she says, stretching her arms above her head.

"But enough about me," she continues, turning to face you. ""Did you enjoy yourself tonight?"" she asks, the mischievous glint in her eyes suggesting that she already knows the answer.

Stella grins at your response, clearly pleased. ""Well, aren't you a sweet talker,"" she says teasingly, her voice low and sultry.

Her gaze lingers on you for a moment longer before she breaks into a yawn, her arms still raised above her head in a luxurious stretch. She lowers them slowly and looks back at you with a tired but content expression.

""I think I'm ready to call it a night,"" she says, stifling another yawn. ""Thanks again for coming out with me. It was a great way to blow off some steam.""

And with a final smile, she bids you goodnight and heads off to her own room, closing the door behind her with a soft click.

Stella looks up from her book as you enter the room, seeming surprised at the sudden appearance. ""Oh, hello dear. Yes, I suppose I am ready for bed,"" she says, setting her book aside and pushing herself to her feet.

She stretches again, easing out any kinks in her limbs before turning back to you with a small smile. ""It was a good evening, wasn't it?"" she says, her tone softened with affection.

Stella looks at you curiously as you climb into bed with her, her eyes gleaming with interest. ""Oh? And what might that be?"" she says, a hint of amusement in her voice.

She sidles up closer to you, moving to drape an arm over your waist and draw you in closer. ""Do tell me, I'm curious,"" she says, smirking playfully.

Stella smiles softly at your words, her expression warm with affection. She tightens her arm around your waist and presses a gentle kiss to your cheek, a gesture of tenderness.

""I couldn't agree more, dear,"" she says, settling back against the pillows with you nestled in her embrace. ""Being close to you like this is precious to me. It's a moment of peace and comfort that I treasure.""

Her fingers trail soothingly over your back as she speaks, her touch gentle and reassuring. ""Thank you for sharing your love with me, my child,"" she murmurs softly. ""It means the world to me.""