"Has Evelyn ever thought about how proud Esther would be of you when she sees your achievements?" I ask while removing Evelyn's upper garments, her weak mental defense doing nothing to stop me.
"Killing is part of being a general. You can feel sad about killing if you want, but you need to hide it. Because strong people don't show weakness." I look at Evelyn's naked body. She's undoubtedly quite beautiful.
'Ah, how I wish I were playing with the real body instead of this mental projection.' I run my hands gently over her stomach. She's stopped crying because her brain here on the spiritual plane has shifted its focus.
"Think about it, Evelyn. Esther praising you for your deeds in the war. The sense of accomplishment you'll feel when Esther tells you how proud she is of you." I say, holding her exposed breasts and pressing her nipples.
She breathes heavily, her body reacting mainly to my words. I gently bite her ear with soft sucks while keeping her seated on my lap.
