Danika woke up by mid morning at the persistent pull in her bladder. She rose reluctantly and walked to the bathroom.

　　When she came back to her bedroom, she laid back on the bed. She looked around the empty room, her eyes glassed over with memories of the night before.

　　At the emptiness of the room, she'd almost—for a second—thought she imagined it. But the pleasant ache of her body dismissed the thought as quickly as it began.

　　A smile touched her lips. A blush made it's way to her cheeks. Last night was most beautiful!

　　A knock came at the door. Baski's head stuck in, she was wearing a...