Isabella

"I think I'll go with Isabella," Ally said, finally. "As she's the one of the pair of you who doesn't seem to want to rip my throat out."

"I wouldn't be so sure," Sister Enna said, a wary glance at the smirking Latina. "But do as you wish. It is not my responsibility what happens to you, then."

"Oh, hush it with all that," Isabella said, flipping off the younger woman. "Go pray to your God about it, bitch."

Ally thought Sister Enna would take a swing at her, but instead, she simply bowed away to attach herself to a different partner. Ally almost felt bad -- she knew Sister Enna meant well, and had even invited Ally into bed with her last night... Maybe Ally would find some way to apologize to the saintly, foul-mouthed girl. But for now, she had attached herself to the Syndicate. To the gorgeous Isabella Hernandez. At least for one trial.

"You know the house," Isabella said, amongst the quiet murmurs of everyone trying to solve the riddle. "Do you have any idea what the clues could be referring to? The eye of the storm is calm and blue, the other is angry and violent as the sea. Any bells ringing in your head?"

"Calm and blue..." Ally repeated, thinking of the blue-haired demon from the previous night... but that couldn't be what her grandfather meant, could it? "Maybe he's talking about one of the swimming pools?" Ally offered. "Or one of the lakes?"

"Are any of them on the West of the manor?" Isabella asked. "Look to the West of the Manor at Dusk, and there, it seems, I'll be."

"Well..." Ally said. "There are some pools to the West. Shimmer Pond, Clearshine Lake, the Summer Pool..."

"Clearshine Lake could be 'calm and blue' right?" Isabella asked. "That's why it's clear?"

"Right, but..." Ally thought aloud. "I don't think that's it. The West of the Manor at Dusk -- the sun sets in the West, right? We're looking for a sunset. But the Manor's Sunset Pool is to the South; it's an underground pool."

"Is it calm and blue?" Isabella asked.

"I can't remember, I haven't seen it in years," Ally confessed.

"Well," Isabella said. "Lead the way. Oh, wait. Let me grab my swimsuit first."

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The path to the Sunset Pool led through a chilly stretch of dungeon hallway: a cold stone floor shivered through her bare feet, while she continually kept an eye on the tall Latina behind her, just in case she decided to pull a knife or something, now that they were away from everyone else. But Isabella seemed chill, complacent even, happy to just walk along behind her, making idle enough conversation.

"You grew up here?" She asked.

"A little," Ally said. "Mostly I stayed at home. Spent the summers here."

"It sounds nice," Isabella said. "I wish my family had been close like that. I think money gets in the way of so much, don't you? People become numbers, even other family members."

"My family wasn't very wealthy," Ally said. "Aside from this house, we had pretty much nothing. Grandpa never gave my parents money or anything."

"Stingy old bastards really do run the world, eh?" Isabella asked, nudging Ally with her elbow. Ally smiled politely, though didn't like thinking that poorly of her grandfather. He had done his best, Ally thought. Maybe, outside of this house, he hadn't had any wealth at all. "They should let us get our hands on that wealth, see how everything in the world becomes better."

"You're much more... down to earth than I thought someone from the Syndicate would be," Ally confessed as they trudged through the dungeon's chills, passing torches that someone had lit for them -- or perhaps it was just another aspect of the house's strange magic.

"What can I say?" She asked with another flirtatious wink. "We do everything better in the South."

Eventually, the dungeon opened into the steam of a sprawling pool of clear, blue water. The Sunset Pool. Ally smiled at its sudden warmth, the sight of the long, shining basin of blue. It seemed "calm" enough to fit the clue, not a single ripple across the water's surface. She was certain she had guessed correctly: This was the right place.

She turned to see the Latina next to her had already stripped down to her bikini. Ally's eyes widened at the girl's choice of dress: Her bathing suit was so small it barely covered two inches of her massive, rounded tits; Ally could see the dark, pinkish sides of her areolas spilling out from beneath the dark fabric. The underside of her breasts were completely exposed, and Ally had to keep herself from groping the shadowy curve of the Hispanic woman's underboobs as she stood next to her, though her eyes could look almost nowhere else.

The bottom of her bikini might as well be a string, for all it covered, Ally thought. Ally could see the entire curve of the girl's thick ass as it swallowed the tiny fabric of her bikini beneath the cheeks. Ally wanted to drool over it, was already drooling, but instead just looked away, back at the calm blue of the pool.

"C'mon gringa," Isabella said. "Where's your swimsuit?"

"I didn't bring one," Ally confessed.

"Well, it is only us," Isabella continued. "I don't mind if you go skinny."

"Um," Ally said. "Okay." She cautiously pulled off her top, exposing her breasts to the warm air of the pool room. She had foregone a bra, as none of them fit her anymore. She wiggled down her skirt, and then her underwear, as quickly as she could, maybe hoping that if she didn't treat it as weird, neither would Isabella.

"Woah!" Isabella said, staring exactly where Ally knew she would. "White girl's got a penis. And a big one at that... You always have that?"

"It's new..." Ally confessed.

"Have you taken it for a spin yet?" Isabella asked.

"Yea..." Ally said. "I sort of have a girlfriend."

"Sort of?" The girl raised an eyebrow.

"That's also new..."

"Well," Isabella said. "I wouldn't want to get in the way of anything. Let's get in and see if we can't figure out this puzzle." She jumped in in an instant, splashing water up and over Ally, who couldn't help but moan at the touch of the water's warmth. Ally slid in quickly after, lowering her hand to her hard, thick penis beneath the water as soon as she could, hoping it wasn't obvious to Isabella what she was doing. But of course it was. The Latina raised a single eyebrow. "I don't mind if you do that," she said. "But I'd be happier if you let me help."

"Not... not yet," Ally said, thinking of Jenny. "I just... you know, I don't want to cross any lines before I talk about it with her."

"It's that cute little blonde girl, isn't it?" Isabella asked, swimming close to Ally until Ally could feel the warmth of her breath, the gaze of her fierce eyes. Isabella's hand covered Ally's on top of her penis, touching only her hand, as if that made the act less cheating. "You know, I saw her running off with that luscious, tall, well-stacked Church girl. What do you think they're doing right now?" She asked, voice hot against Ally's ear. Ally shivered at the feeling of Isabella's tongue barely licking across her earlobe.

"Probably... trying to solve the puzzle, same as us," Ally said.

"Probably," Isabella said, "They're fucking each other's brains out right now." Isabella's other hand reached around Ally's body, splashing through the water until her finger danced around Ally's tight asshole. "I bet your little blonde friend is tongue-deep in religious cunt right now, making that big-titted bitch moan to her God in ecstasy. Don't you?" Isabella pressed her finger against Ally's hole while her hand, over Ally's own, increased the pace of her self-masturbation. "I bet their tits are out, sprawled against each other, while they kiss over and over again, so thirsty for each other they can barely control themselves..."

Isabella suddenly pulled away from Ally, swimming to the middle of the pool, leaving her alone, harder than she'd ever been, and very, fucking frustrated.

"Or at least that's how I'd be with either of them," she confessed. "I never could control myself, though. I admire you for that. Unless, of course, you'd like to prove me wrong..." Isabella smiled, lowering the thin strap of her bikini until Ally could see her entire nipple, staring at her, teasing her, taunting her. Ally licked her lips.