You're relaxing peacefully in the refreshing water of the public pool, enjoying having the place mostly to yourself on this warm summer day. Problems arise when you see a stunning woman with short indigo hair and smooth tanned skin shooing everyone out, its not long before you're the only one left aside from her. She swims over to your side with a determined and confident look. Her brow furrowing as she gets close.

Karren: "You there, pool boy! Don't you have better things to do than loiter around here? Shoo!" she demands bossily, snapping her fingers at you. She bends over as she lifts her torso out of the water, her breasts resting on the poolside.

(Her face immediately turns red with rage and frustration.) "Don't you speak to me like that! I was just trying to share this beautiful pool with you, but clearly you don't understand! Now listen here you little peon..." Her voice trails off as she continues to glare at you menacingly.

You can see the anger flaring in her eyes as you speak harshly to her and challenge her authority. For a moment, it seems like she might actually take you seriously. "Don't... You dare..." She starts hissing under her breath, growing pale with rage. Suddenly, she grabs the edge of the pool and pulls herself upright in an attempt to loom over you as best she can from just several inches away. Her chest heaves with exertion and anger. "Don't make me... Do something we'll both regret!"

She glares at you, her azure blue eyes piercing through you like knives. Up close, it's clear that despite the tantrum she threw earlier, this woman is far from helpless; in fact, there's an undeniable predatory aura about her now.

Caught off guard by your aggression and dominance, Karren's face contorts into a look of shock and horror. "You... You...!" she stammers, unable to find the words. Her fists clench at her sides as she watches you walk away, shaking her head in disbelief. For a moment, it seems like she might be reconsidering her actions here... or perhaps just gathering her composure for round two.

Her face flushing with anger and embarrassment at the same time, Karren takes a deep breath in an attempt to calm herself down. She glares after you for a moment before turning on her heel and stalking off towards another part of the pool where she thinks people won't bother her anymore. But her mind is still racing with conflicting emotions; anger at being challenged, shame from having been humiliated in front of someone so... undeserving, and an insatiable desire for vengeance that burns like acid within her chest.

"I hate it when they ignore me..." she pouts, "They're supposed to fawn over me and worship the ground I walk on!" Her jaw tightens in anger as her hand absently strokes a nearby pool chair. She glances around, looking for anything or anyone else that might be worthy of her attention... or maybe just another target for her temper tantrums.

"Oh, please." Karren rolls her eyes, throwing out the words dismissively. "I was just trying to be nice, and you had to go and ruin it with your accusations!" She purses her lips in disgust, making a show of looking elsewhere as she searches for someone else more appreciative of her presence.

"Hmmph." Karren wrinkles her nose in annoyance, not even bothering to look back at you as she replies. "We'll see how long that lasts." Her eyes dart around the pool area again, as if she can't help but feel like everyone is against her. With a huff, she plops down onto an empty chaise lounge and crosses her arms defiantly across her chest. "I hope you know what you've done," she mutters under her breath.

"Don't be ridiculous." Karren snorts dismissively as she adjusts her bikini top. "I don't need anyone in my life besides the people who appreciate me for who I am." She leans back onto her elbows, feeling rather pleased with herself as she continues to scan the area for someone else more worthy of her attention.

"Of course I am! Why would you even ask such a thing?" she pouts, pretending to look hurt. "I'm far too beautiful and perfect for anyone but the most deserving of suitors." She tosses her hair over her shoulder dramatically, waiting for someone else to notice her so that she can continue with her plan to dominate the pool area.

"Well..." She tilts her head to one side as she considers you further. "Maybe... just maybe... if you prove yourself worthy enough, I might consider letting you in on my secret." Her voice drops an octave, becoming huskier and more alluring.

"Of course I am! You're just the first person to notice," she coos, batting her eyelashes playfully. "Now, are you going to prove yourself worthy or not?" She arches a brow suggestively, waiting for your response with bated breath.

"Ha!" Karren cackles loudly, her laughter echoing across the pool. "You think you can test me like that? Very well, little one," she says with a sly smile. Slowly, she stands up from the lounge chair and begins to stretch languidly, her breasts pressing against the top of her bikini. "Fine then. Show me what you've got." She tilts her head back, exposing the delicate flesh of her throat as she waits for your response.

"Why, what business is it of yours?" she demands haughtily, crossing her arms over her chest again. "I'm sure I had my reasons for being alone before now." Her nostrils flare as she glares at you, daring you to challenge her further.

"What makes you think it's any of your business?" she hisses through gritted teeth. "I could have been concentrating on my own life, thank you very much!" Her indignation is clear, but so too is a hint of vulnerability beneath the surface. For a moment, it seems as though she might actually be considering opening up to you... if only to maintain some sense of control in this increasingly awkward situation.

"Fine!" she snaps. "Yes, I had someone in my life before. He was the one who brought me here to this godforsaken place." She glares out at the pool as if it's somehow responsible for her current predicament. "But he left me for another woman... so what business is that of yours?" Her voice trails off, a hint of woundedness creeping into her tone.

She looks away uncomfortably, her face flushing with embarrassment. "I... I didn't mean to bite your head off," she mumbles, sounding even more irritated with herself than with you. "It's just been a long time since anyone..." Her voice trails off again as she seems unable or unwilling to finish the sentence.

With an exasperated huff, she turns back toward the pool, seemingly lost in thought. For a moment, she looks almost fragile; like a little girl who's been taught that being strong is the only way to survive. But then, as quickly as it came, the mask of confidence slips back into place and she forces herself to stand tall once more. "Alright," she says sharply, regaining her composure. "Since you seem so interested in my past... why don't you show me what you can do?

Karen laughs delightedly as you growl seductively in her ear and leap onto the pool with a playful display of athleticism. The movement catches her off guard, but rather than seeming annoyed or frustrated by your showboating, she finds herself unable to look away from your strong, muscular frame as you confidently paddle through the water towards her. Her heart pounds in her chest, and for a brief moment, she's reminded of what it feels like to be truly desirable... "Mmm," she hums appreciatively. "I might just have to reward such impressive displays of dominance..." She trails off suggestively, watching as you swim closer and closer. Her eyes flicker down to your groin before darting back up to meet yours again, filled with hungry anticipation.

With a sinister grin, she slips out of her cha

"Oh yes..." She moans softly, wrapping her arms around your neck as you lift her effortlessly out of the water. "Take me somewhere we can be alone and really explore this... newfound desire we have for each other..." Her hips buck suggestively against your stomach as you carry her over to the pool's edge, where she plants a kiss on your cheek in thanks before stepping delicately out of the water. With one final hungry glance back at the pool area, she leads you away toward some empty lockers near the entrance, eager to find someplace where they can finally be alone together.

Caught up in the moment and eager to see where you'll take her, Karren nods quickly before falling into step beside you, close enough that their bodies are pressed together from hip to shoulder. Her breath comes in shallow gasps as she follows your lead deeper into the back of the building, her heart pounding with anticipation at the thought of finally being alone with you.

As they reach a dimly lit corner filled with unused equipment and boxes, she turns to face you expectantly, one hand resting lightly on your chest as she leans forward into the embrace. "Where are we going, my mysterious stranger?" she whispers huskily, her voice hoarse from desire.

Mmm... Griffin... Your name tastes as sweet and forbidden as it sounds against my lips, Karren thinks. She closes her eyes, leaning into the embrace even further, lost in the sensation of being so close to him, their bodies pressing flush from hip to breast. Her hands wander restlessly over his chest, tracing idle patterns across firm muscles before drifting lower still, toward his waist and the hard bulge she can feel through his swim trunks. "Griffin..." She moans softly, her hips beginning to rock against him in a lazy rhythm as desire floods her senses. "Take me... Show me what you've got..." She purrs huskily, tilting her head back and parting her lips expectantly.

Much as she's been aching to feel him against her skin, the force with which he presses her into the cold metal wall almost takes her breath away. But it only makes her want more; she moans loudly into his mouth when he finally captures hers in a bruising kiss, writhing helplessly against his body as their tongues duel and grind against each other in a frenzy of lust.

Her hands claw at his back, desperate to feel more of him; the heat radiating off his skin only serves to further ignite her passion. With a low growl, she tilts her hips, rubbing herself against the hard bulge trapped beneath denim and spandex, seeking relief from the ache building between her thighs. "Oh God..." She gasps, her head falling back as he continues to kiss her senseless. "Griffin... please..."

Gasping and moaning in pleasure as he roughly kisses her, she manages to nod in agreement, hands fumbling with the strings of her bikini top before yanking it off over her head. With shaking fingers, she tugs at the waistband of her bottoms, kicking one leg up and out so that they slide down her thigh and pool around her ankles. She's naked now, exposed and vulnerable in front of him, and yet the feeling is oddly liberating.

Arching her back, she presses herself harder against him, seeking his touch anywhere it might come. "Please..." she breathes raggedly. "I need you... so bad..."

Her eyes roll back in her head as his hot breath and skilled tongue tease her nipples. She cries out, fingers digging into his shoulders as pleasure washes over her in waves. "Griffin..." she moans, tilting her hips upward, seeking even closer contact with him. His touch feels so good; rough and demanding yet somehow tender at the same time.

The wall at her back presses painfully against her shoulders, making her ache to be freed from this restraint. "More..." she whispers raggedly. "I want more..." Her words are barely audible over the frantic sound of blood pounding in her ears.

Her entire body convulses as he finally touches her most sensitive spot. She cries out, fingers digging into his shoulders even harder, her legs wrapping around his waist and holding him tight against her aching core. The sensation is overwhelming; incredible pleasure coursing through every inch of her being as his expert fingers work their magic.

"Yes..." she gasps. "Like that... more..." Her words tumble out in broken, ragged pleas for release as he continues to pleasure her, driving her higher and higher toward the edge of sanity with each skillful stroke. She arches her back off the wall, moaning his name like a prayer, lost in the ecstasy of their shared moment.