She crept out, tiptoeing away as delicately as she could. When Terrance yelled at her, she brought her shoulders up and let out a muted shriek, "Y-Yes, Master!"<br/><br/>And with that, she bolted away. Oh, it wasn't going to be very pleasant sleeping next to<em>that</em>later tonight. She just remembered that part of her 'contract' with a pitiful sigh. Once Viloet scrambled out of sight, the halfling reached down, underneath her apron... Still aroused, still craving it. What began as a quick inspection of her moistness turned into heavy rubbing. 'No!' She thought to herself, removing her hand from under the apron and grabbing at it by the wrist as if it had a will of its' own. 'Bad!'<br/><br/>With sexy goddess running amok as she was, Vilo did not particularly enjoy the prospect of slipping into bed with<em>that</em>man while she was still so... wanting. It could be taken the wrong way!<br/><br/>With her eyes off to the side, the halfling began to consider her options... Just deal with it; Think unsexy thoughts, take a walk, read a history book. ...Maybe sexy goddess will give up trying to get her off in any more compromising positions.<br/><br/>Or...<br/><br/>Release; Give sexy goddess what she wants. But how? Her own hands and fingers were<em>good</em>... but that tended to take awhile and require a certain degree of effort. And a woman like Vilo should not have to work for it! 'Or for anything really...' She thought. ...Then who else?<br/><br/>The past few hours had hardened her heart against Terrance, to say the least. Not even worth mentioning.<br/><br/>Heading off to the tavern and drinking herself into oblivion wasn't much better, nor did it work out particularly well the last time. Viloet regretted it the moment she came to, waking up in the wizardry academy's dark arts defense classroom under an invisibility cloak with some passed out seventh year students and three wands up her- Nevermind.<br/><br/>'Hrmmm.....' she silently mused as her hand was gently rubbing one of her breasts underneath the apron.  She looked down with wide eyes, 'Hey! Stop it!' and quickly slapped her more lecherous hand away.<br/><br/>...There was Grishka.<em>That</em>spell, maybe. Anything to rid herself of these cravings. A quickie to get it out of her system. Or in. Whatever.