(Arata)
Tensed and exhilarated, I watched Karsten walk off, leaving me extremely agitated. The ache between my legs grew and it was not only because of my period.
My body had instinctively reacted to him, although, as promised, he didn't even touch me. Clutching my wig I adjusted it on my head, I had it perfectly settled but my frustration grew.
"Ugggh!" I knew I had to seek Twisted Rider again. Picking up the hem of the blanket I covered my face so Karsten wouldn't see my embarrassed face and pretended to sleep. I was by no means ready to face him for the night.
He took his sweet time in the bathroom before emerging. I heard the bathroom door click open and the drumming of my heart picked up its pace.
The swishing sound of a towel being rubbed against his hair made my ears prick, but his feet made no sound against the floor; he had the grace of a leopard.
