A bath sounds nice, those books were very dusty

You and Clare made your way to the middle class baths. With her belly still bulging out slightly from the stuffing you'd given her there was a very obvious perviness radiating from her. She was either going to try and get some random woman to eat your cum of her, or she was going to see about contaminating the pool water's cleaning magic. As you put your clothes away you decide to not swim after her just to be safe.

When you join her in the baths you are actually surprised at how empty it is. There are a few people colonizing the cleansing pools in the surrounding bench but there is one free so you sit next to it and let your towel fall free of you. There are a few eyes on you but it is totally unlike your recent experiences. It would seem the people here are in fact here to bath.

With that in mind you jump into the pool while Clare approaches a few of the groups. You guess she is going for the serviced cleaning rather than pool cleaning. When you hop out of the water and use the cleaning pool to make sure everything is cleaned Clare returned looking bummed. "The upper class baths are more fun." She said with a bit of huff before jumping into the pool.

You sit and watch her swim. Her belly returns to its normally shape as she does a few laps and when she comes out you are ready to leave. You didn't get lunch and are hungry and she clearly feels the same as she towels off and starts walking towards the changing rooms without you.

When you are dry and in your now clean clothes you meet her outside the bath area. "Dinner?" You ask.

"Yeah. Also I need your room tonight, Edin and I have to have another session." Clare sounded more interested in that than she had been about almost everything else today.

"You enjoying that?" You ask as the two of you walk into the dinning hall. It is pretty empty but the food is available so you get some plates.

Clare shrugs as she gathers a collection of fruit. It was a hoge-boge of colours and shapes that she picked as you walked to your seat. "I like people. When I can't be fucking them, helping isn't so bad." The two of you sat down and while you started eating she kept picking. "Plus I want to see Edin without the trauma crippling him. I think he'll be rather impressive." She leaned away from her plate and turned it to you. The fruits had been rearranged into dick. You don't know what you were expecting. "I also think she'll be a wonderful person." She spun the plate around and the new perspective changed into flower in bloom.

"You've practiced that a lot haven't you?" You asked as you ate the meat you'd gotten for your dinner.

"You could sound like, slightly impressed." She said popping a few pieces into her mouth. "Also yeah, I've got a few of these ready to go, always wanted to do one in a naturally occurring situation." She looked pleased with herself.

"You're kinda a nerd aren't you." You say as yet another level of warmth grew around your feelings for Clare.

"Can't spend every minute of every day fucking ... well I can, and have for a while, but letting things build up before release is also fun and might as well do something while you wait." She said with a quirky smile.

"Nerd." You say with a smirk.

"And if you want this nerd to suck you dick again you'll start adding a slutty to that 'nerd'." She laughed leaning over to kiss your cheek.

The two of you finish eating before anyone else shows up. When you point out that everyone might be at Anastasia's estate, and the two of you have kinda disappeared over today, you head there now. When you reach the estate Blue is waiting for you. She eyes you and Clare for a bit before saying everyone is in the dinning room. She walks off after that and you look at Clare, she'd been the expert on Blue so far.

"She's grown very fond of Edin as he is now, and she knows him very well. I'd have been more worried if she hadn't noticed the changes from our chat, subtle as they are for now." Clare said.

"Think she'll come around?" You ask.

"No. I think she sees you as her romantic enemy, not rival because she knows that Edin will pick you over her. Your chances to win her over came and went. Best you can hope for now is not having to heal a few midnight stab wounds." Clare sounded rather confident.

However, so far all of your experience was to the contrary. "Nah, I think come around."

Clare smiled at you. "I cannot tell if I am more attracted to that sudden confidence in your charm, or your brazen optimism." She grabbed your ass and nibbled at you neck. "Either way I am into this."

"You're into everything." You say grabbing her ass and giving it a squeeze.

"Everything you at least." She said reaching her other hand down your crotch. She she gave you a two sided squeeze you opened the dinning room door.

Vatarie and Delilah were mid way through a wrestle. Delilah on their back on the ground, grabbing Vatarie's shirt with their legs ready the throw Vatarie off. Vatarie was in the middle of trying to wrap her arms and legs around Delilah to stop them from moving. "Getting along?" You ask as the two resume their wrestle. Delilah managing to throw Vatarie loose for a moment but Vatarie got back on top of them.

"Vatarie suggested training her." Anastasia said. She was at the table taking a sip of wine. Edin was sitting next to her looking happily at you.

"They're a quick learner." Vatarie said as she rolled Delilah over and got them into a head lock. "But they seem to forget everything at random." Vataire let them go and stood up. Sauntering over to you she kissed you, aggressively shoving Clare's hands off you and groping both cheeks of you ass pushing you into her. She must still be on her victory high, and since you'd vanish for the day this must have been building.

Delilah blushed as they got up and shyly crept to the dinning table where a platter of meat was awaiting them.

Vatarie pulled you into the room and away from Clare who let you go without protest. Rather than move you to the table she pulled you towards a chair and pushed you into it. Her face was a mask of lust as she pull free from your lips. "Pants." She growled at you.