Blaiz
I wanted so badly to go into the room and console Tiselle, but I simply couldn’t face her at that moment.
Not after what had so recently happened with Quayliah.
Not when I still had a mix of our juices hardening all over my groin area and thighs.
Feeling a wave of disgust wash over me, I ran back to my bedroom, slamming the door behind me and locking it, then I sprinted into my bathroom, where I took a long, absurdly hot shower. Using the roughest scrub brush I had, I scrubbed my body nearly raw, trying to remove every last remnant of Quayliah from my flesh.
After leaving the shower, I took the time to also scrub my teeth and rinse with mouthwash followed by a quick comb through my hair.
Looking at my reflection in the mirror, I barely recognized myself. I had terribly da
