As soon as Elaine lost consciousness, we brought her back home—we told her aunt Britney, Melania's mother, that her niece had simply had too much to drink.
When Elaine came to, it was already morning. Fortunately, I'd say, since Melania and I had spent the night having sex. She didn't even need to use her powers this time—simply, the more time I spend with that young girl, the stronger my urge grows to take her whenever I get the chance. I can't really explain why, it just is. Maybe because she embodies the most forbidden thing in the world, or maybe because her succubus nature and her experience make her an insane sex machine, able to give me pleasure I've rarely felt before—except with Isabelle.
And speaking of Isabelle… the long-awaited weekend together has finally arrived, a chance to make up for the emptiness of those two endless weeks apart.
