Around six in the evening, Nadine started to feel a heat building within her. She went into her room and began touching herself, feeling the wetness between her legs. As her fingers played with her arousal, her breathing became unsteady.

“Nadine, you look like you need my help,” Zander said as he entered the room, catching her off guard. She was mortified to realize she had forgotten to lock the door.

"Please, run away from me! I am in heat! I should go somewhere!" she cried.

She tried to pull away from him, but she couldn’t succeed. She was losing her strength, driven by her desire. He smelled so good....