Do they. My, Sadde wasn't even thinking about that, all this rubbing her face against her dom's bare skin was completely innocent. Especially the parts where she rubs her lips there a bit.

Sadde's innocence is temporary.

Yes, apparently it is!

Best dom ever.

It is true. So true.

So after Sadde's innocence has been thoroughly shredded, it's not yet time to sleep, so they snuggle up and think about magic.

Mmmmmcuddles.

"- oh there it goes," breathes Isabella.

"Hmm?"

"Eidetic. Going forward from when it clicked, not retroactive, but still."

"Oooh! Oh that's really cool, is it the kind where you can remember even things you weren't paying attention to at the time?"

"It's sort of hard to be sure since I've had it for thirty seconds but I think so!"

"Eeeeeeee!" Sadde hugs Isabella. "That is so cool!"

Snuggle. "Mm-hm."

Nuzzle. "My dom the uberpsion," she giggles... and thinks. "Hmm... you know, I think we should celebrate this, and also feed your shiny new eidetic memory with a whole host of new sensations to be memorized..."

"You're insatiable, pet."

"Well, having you for a dom, who wouldn't be?"

Bella giggles and kisses her.

Kiiiisss! "I love you, ma'am."

"Oh good. I love you too."

Sadde's innocence is so much a thing of the past.

The semiquarter draws otherwise uneventfully to a close. Jackson goes on a few more dates with Brian, who seems like a perfectly nice dom from the information that filters to Sadde. The last day of class is the eve of Isabella's birthday, so a week before that Sadde emails their father to (very demurely, very submissively) ask his permission to delay their return home for the weeklong break by a day. The reply takes five days to arrive, and is short and positive, which fills Sadde with hope and delight.

And so it's Saturday, Isabella's birthday, and Sadde tries to disentangle herself quietly from her dom without waking her up.

"Hydrangeas."

...she stifles a giggle. What on Earth is a 'hydrangeas'? She'll have to look it up.

She tiptoes over to her bag, puts her clothes on, grabs a little cupcake and a note she wrote and puts both of them on Isabella's desk. Being exceedingly quiet, she exits the room.

"Popcorn. Gravel."

She does not return before Isabella wakes up.

Isabella's a little puzzled that her pet is gone in the morning but she goes about getting ready for the day and then finds the note.

Good morning, ma'am, and happy birthday!

I decided to get a little creative today and designed a little treasure hunt for you. Your clue for the next place to visit is the cupcake, and there'll be little things for you at each stop. I hope you have fun!

With love,

Your Pet

(P.S.: the cupcake is chocolate and coconut.)