To wash the evidence of her rape off of her. The walk back to her dorm was the longest of her life. She could feel the passers-by’s eyes on her, sh... felt like somehow they knew. ‘Lanie, where have you been?’ Poppy asked as she opened the door. ‘We’ve been worried sick…’ and she trailed off as she saw the look on Melanie’s face. ‘Gee Melanie, what happened?’ she asked worriedly. Melanie just pushed past her, heading for the bathroom. ‘Melanie, what’s wrong?’ she called as Melanie locked. In a daze, she stood up. Her bottom half still covered in the combined fluids of her mating. She remembered then, the film, the crew, the other humans in the room. Not knowing what to do, she gave a little bow, then turned around and bent over slightly, showing her red raw vagina to the camera a long with the fluids slowly leaking out of it. She gave the camera a smile and blew a kiss saying “thank you” with a wink. The director then said “cut!” and then she heard the applause from the crew.. .. well ... Tiffany had to put her foot down on that one. No, there wasn't going to be any buckwheat porridge and fried potatoes, not in Tiffany's kitchen.Tiffany kissed Vladik passionately; her bare body pressing against his freshly pressed uniform. Tiffany was one of those lucky women whose figures never seem to change, no matter how old they are or how many kids they have. Tiffany slipped her hands under his belt to squeeze his bottom. She gave him a mischievous look ... get home early. With practiced ease, I guided the ice shards to first strike at the hands holding my legs. It was hard to target though, due to the different directions of gravity screwing up my aim. I injured myself several times (actually more like 20 times) before the ice shards managed to hit my target. Once I was free, I directed the thousands of ice shards to hit her from all sides, which she attempted to block with a flawed Shield spell.I could hardly see her body as the cold vapors from broken ice.