So easily he had removed her attentions and she fell outside the pool again as he dump her there. A worried look crossed her features as he pulled away. Her heart beat raced in her chest as she saw Riptide turning away as if he were no longer interested in her.

“NOOOO DON'T GO!”

That need was too great, she felt like she was on fire below the waist. She whimpered, her own fingers finding that patch of damp pink flesh that she speared into without mercy but damn it her fingers could only reach so deep or fill so much of her, She whimpers for his return, her fingers incapable of doing the trick.

He only gave her a backwards glance, already his torso and shoulders were just sinking in. But unlike how he first came, his mass and volume could be differentiated from the water and where he started. Those same red orbs considered her, watching as she played.

His first instinct was to go, ravage her onward until she regretted her choice . . .and make her need it more. But still, the urge within him told him to wait. She was a viable candidate. For what? He could not tell. But it seems he was leaving her, leaving her wanting, needing more of him.

Perhaps then, the next step would be even better when he came back again.

And he left her like that. So much of his chemical flowed through her, too much for her fingers to even slake and Mr. Happy? Her vibrator was lost the day she actually got away from Kakumoah. She had been in the process of teaching Mildred a lesson and had to throw her to the wolves literally in the case of that canine-like demon to get away.

She did not know how long she were at the pool afterward. Her fingers doing their best as they worked upon her. It was no use, the chemical was in deep.

To appease herself of some of this burning desire she was forced to use one of the gafts, her fingers weren't deep enough and while this worked she still yearned for something deep inside her.

She recovered enough though, enough to get her clothes on and get back to her room but all that evening and into the late hours of the night the rich spoiled girl had been predisposed ...

He spent the time awayfrom her. But he assured the chemicals were something . . .he could locate, per se. He was indeed very interested in the student . . .But for now, he would be at a distant.

She had better watch for what she wished for.

Because wishes, indeed, did come true . . .