Head back to the shop, as planned...

Always leave 'em wanting more, right? Besides, no one ever said that you can't come back later and pick up where you left off. You decide to take a rain check, and chart a course for the flower shop. You can tell that Clorica is less than pleased, but she doesn't say anything further, and you leave her to clean herself and your room up after your morning escapade.

As you make your way to the flower shop, you find yourself wondering whether you'll actually find out anything useful. Illuminata told you that she thought it was some kind of nutrient for farming, but how on earth could she get a farming nutrient mixed up with...whatever that stuff is? And how the hell did something like that even make it's way into her hands? Now that you think about it, something about her story doesn't seem right. You hate to consider the possibility, but you can't help but wonder if she might be lying to you.

You finally make it to Illuminata's place, but once again the door is locked upon your arrival. Really? What's up with all these locked doors? You take a quick look around, but as far as you can tell, there's no other way inside. Looks like you'll have to **** your way in. You could wait until later, but there's no guarantee that you won't be harrassing one of the poor female townspeople when that time comes. Clorica didn't seem to mind, but next time could be different.

Suddenly, your thoughts are interrupted by a loud scream, and it sounds like it's coming from inside the shop. Talk about déjà vu.

Now that you've got an excuse, you waste no time in throwing yourself against the door. It opens much easier this time, having already been weakened by your intrusion the day before. The door slams against the wall with a loud thud as you burst inside, but the moment you do, you nearly keel over from shock. Right there in front of you, on the countertop, is Illuminata standing stark naked, and it looks like there's someone beneath her.

You struggle to see through Illumita's wild humping at first, her hips thrusting back and forth at a breakneck pace making it hard for you to see, but as you move closer for a better look, you finally catch a quick glimpse of green locks of hair, and what looks like antennae. Wait! Is that Amber?

As if on que, you hear a sharp squeal come from the person layed back on the counter, and you're sure now that it is in fact Amber. You watch in amazement as the elf grinds her pussy into the wriggling form beneath her. Her hands are placed on the counter on both sides of Amber's head, with the greenhaired girls legs propped up over her shoulders. You ogle at the pair, watching the way their pussies crash wildly into eachother, and listening to the muffled gasps and moans that fill the air as they hungrily lap at each others faces.

Realizing that you've become stiff just watching them, you let let out a soft groan, and the two come to an abrupt stop.

"Lest?! What are you doing here?!" Illuminata screams back at you as she ducks behind the counter to hide her nudity. You're not really sure why, seeing as you just had sex with her only yesterday.

"Hi, Lest!" Amber greets you as cheerily as she can in her current state. Her arms wobble as she tries to lift herself off the countertop. Her face is glowing bright red, and her lips quiver as she speaks. You guess that they must have been at it for a while.

"What are you doing?! Close the door!" Illuminata growls at you as she stumbles to get her clothes on. You shake your head as if breaking free from some sorcerer's spell, then quickly turn, and slam the door shut. Out of nowhere, you feel the hard smack of a boot against the back of your head.

"You son of a bitch" she shouts as she slams the boot against you a second time. You raise your hands to block the impact but it doesn't do much good. "I thought I told you to knock!"

"Why are you hitting Lest, Ellie?" Amber cuts in. Illuminata's face becomes beet red after remembering the girl sitting on the counter, and her hands shoot to her face as she hides her eyes in emberassment.

"I swear, this isn't what it looks like!" she tries to tell you.