"Another one? Are you serious? Who even is it? You still haven't told me..." The voice would have been a pleasant cacophony of notes spiraled together into a perfectly luxurious lower-end soprano if not for the fact that they were currently weighed down with irritation and exhaustion. Already, the woman's grey eyes were glaring at the tiny screen that insisted on illuminating the dark room.<br/><br/>Pearl's own crimson hues glanced over at the phone, but she was too comfortable resting on the woman's inner thigh to do anything about it. "Mmn... it's one of my students from class." She was half asleep and curled up in the tangle of the other woman's legs, her hand laying softly on their stomach with her fingers splayed out. "She's actually quite cute..." Pearl chuckled, slowly waking up the more she recalled Mala in her classes. Slowly, she raised from between the woman's legs and crawled upward until she could comfortably straddle her lover's hips, leaning onto her elbows to nuzzle the woman's face. "She's one of the better students in my class. A quick learner too. The same could be said for someone else, mm?" Pearl smiled against the woman's cheek before nipping at her ear suggestively. Even though the fencing instructor could be quite easily shaken and even turned around in her own speech, she tended to really shine once she got to know someone and had them privately.<br/><br/>"You... still teach kids, right?" The woman asked, unphased by her lover's flirtatious remarks. She eyed the phone again and reached over for it, glancing at the picture. The woman blinked and had to do a double take when she saw the child's frowning selfie staring back at her. "What's with her skin? That's uh... what's it called, isn't it?"<br/><br/>Without looking, her face currently busy nuzzling into the woman's neck, Pearl followed the length of the woman's arms with her fingertips til she came to the phone and plucked it from the woman's hand, letting it fall to the bed. "Yes. They're kids, Shay..." she breathed against her neck and briefly bit down, causing the other woman to finally react with a soft moan, her body still sensitive from the orgasm she'd received. "And be kind. You know how I am with any sort of bullying. But I know you come from a curious place. It's called Vitiligo. It just means there's patches of her skin that have no pigment in them." Pearl raised up to rest her naked form squarely atop Shay's hips as she smiled down at the woman.<br/><br/>Shay glanced up as the bits of sunset streaming through the blinds illuminated her girlfriend's colorless features and those striking red eyes, prompting the woman to cast a hand up, her palm pressed between Pearl's breasts. It slowly wandered down, grazing softly over old scars that littered the albino's body. They covered her like a new skin, but none were newer than a year old. "Mmm... You<i>would</i>know that, wouldn't you, my little bird? Do you always take interest in the lost souls, or was I just a special case?"<br/><br/>Pearl's smile grew gently into territory a bit more predatory as she eased herself down into a cat-like stretch over her lover's still-damp body. "Want to go for another round and let me show you just how special I think you are?" There was even a soft growl coming out of the lithe woman's throat as she pressed her forehead to Shay's. It had been months since she'd last seen her girlfriend and Pearl was never one to really be appeased with or have the patience for toys, so all her pent up need and desire was boiling over. She<i>needed</i>to let it out. But her girlfriend, for whatever reason, never seemed to match her sexual appetite.<br/><br/>Seemingly on queue, Shay just chuckled and slipped out from under Pearl and out of the bed, her own naked and pale form covering up in a shawl. "No, honey, I already knew how special I was to you about two hours ago." She swiveled around and settled on one of her hips, arms crossed loosely over her chest; one the shawl did very little to actually cover all that was there. "This is my first weekend off in what feels like months! I wanna see the city, dove. Can we, please?"<br/><br/>It always went this way. After several months, Shay would come home and they've have two or three hours alone and then the rest of the time was typically spent bar hopping, going to clubs, or doing other such social activities that Pearl wasn't typically accustomed to. And then she'd disappear again and Pearl was never quite sure when she'd see her again. With a heavy pit in her stomach and her heart, Pearl still managed a decent smile as she looked up at her lover and tried to admire all the good things she remembered about her. It was optimism that was keeping her afloat and unbeknownst to the scuffed up pearl, it was likely that same optimism that was drowning her. "Yeah, let's go."<br/><br/>The weekend zoomed by. It was only Thursday night when she'd gotten the call that Shay was in town and already with Sunday looming on the horizon, she was leaving. Pearl saw her off at the train station and walked her way back home. The chilly autumn stroll gave her time to think, and to cool off. She still wasn't the least bit satisfied and who knew the next time she'd see Shay again. Pearl sighed and nuzzled into her scarf, wondering if maybe she should hit that sex toy shop on the way home after all.<br/><br/>After doing a bit of grocery shopping for the week's meal planning as well as a few special stops, Pearl's displeasure about already missing her girlfriend and being in a rut faded the more and more she thought about meal planning with Mala and maybe even teaching Jasper a thing or two before the woman had to go to classes. She ended up being so excited that the new vibrator she'd bought, she had forgot to separate from the bags when she got to Jasper and Mala's house and knocked on the door. Pearl had already anticipated Mala being mad at her for missing some classes, but she'd bought some candy in one of the bags for her as well to appease the child.