April meets back up with Athena, who is embarrassed from her own encounter.

After being left on her lonesome, April let herself soak for the rest of her time, utterly relaxed. Why had she been so worried about becoming April May? Like this, she didn't need to work, she didn't need to do anything except have fun and let the men she charmed give her whatever she wanted. Money, gifts, their cocks, it was all hers. When the attendant finally entered and helped April clean up, there was no longer a doubt in her mind: she wanted to stay April for at least a week, maybe forever. Apparently the next, and last, part of their treatment was manicures and pedicures with Athena. April entered first, lying down and extending her arms and feet so they could be made even more wonderful. When her friend finally entered, her face was as red as a tomato. Unable to help herself, April asked, "Have a good time?" Athena's response was a mumble, completely inaudible. Putting one hand to her ear, she asked, "A little louder?"

"He was nice," was all Athena managed to squeak out before getting set up herself, and their nails started to be pampered. They were silent for a while, and just when April was getting ready to break the silence, Athena beat her to it. "I...I didn't know this was that kind of place. I'm really sorry Apollo."

It was all April could do not to roll her eyes. "Athena, dear, there's no need for a 'sorry'. I enjoyed myself too." Athena gasped, but April continued regardless. "I'm leaning into it now: I am April May, complete slut and loving it! Honestly, I think you might have more fun if you embraced your Inner April too. You're a pretty young girl, Athena, you can use that to get so much more than what you have."