It was the last thing you wanted.
You were bent on getting to the Academy, getting trained up, and making Vandran proud.
A new-to-the-world Tiefling, with a phallis fixation, was only someone to look out for. Nothing else.
Bad enough when she started looking at ya.
Worse when she started talking like THAT to ya.
This is not what you wanted.
But you start looking at her when she ain’t looking.
Start liking what you see. Really see.
And you start saying little stuff around.
You don’t know when it happened.
You were too busy fighting it.
It was the last thing you wanted.
But it just might want you.
Desert Words 