If Ms. Coraline suspected anything when she came into the room, she made no mention of it. But I could almost swear that the scent of my orgasm was still in the air.
Not that I knew what it smelt like. Ms. Duval had just commented on it before she left the clinic, her hips swinging in that perfect slow seduction.
"Are you alright?" Ms. Coraline asked for the third time while inspecting my body.
I nodded yet again.
"Luckily you didn't sustain any burn."
I nodded. My skin might not have burned but my heart was on fire. I'd been looking at the door ever since Ms. Duval walked out of it, half expecting her to come back. But deep down I knew she wouldn't.
Ms. Coraline inspected my body for the fifth time, I wasn't even sure because I stopped counting. She made me drink my meds before helping me stand up so I could go back to my room and change my clothes.
Isadora was in our shared room when I walked in. There was an annoying smirk on her face when she saw me.
