Finally awake, after a bath, a nap on the plane trip, and a considerable number of caffeinated beverages, the heir of Dyne was feeling human again. After she spilled her guts out to Elizabath, the girl was so moved that the chaste kiss quickly dissolved into another several rounds of nighttime escapades lasting well into the sunrise.
Feeling incredibly sore from the overexcretion, Tiffaney hadn't felt that much pain since her first few times rock climbing. Elizabath practically glowed and happily explained about her own muscle pain. Some of the positions they had tried had been more draining than other, but the sensations still plagued the young Dyne in her thoughts.
Her thoughts of vengeance also occupied her mind, as she intended to even this score by making Elizabath suffer just as much pleasure as she had.
