When Daphne said she would accompany me to the private hot springs of the Valakys family, I never imagined we'd end up sharing the same pool—a small natural spring, hidden deep within a cave as white as fresh snow, where the water is so hot it nearly boils on its own. Though, to be fair, I might be making it even hotter just by being here. Daphne stepped in first, completely bare—leaving me with no choice but to follow, despite the crushing weight of embarrassment. Our clothes now rest on smooth, flat stones beside the steaming pool.
Her body… my god, it's absolutely breathtaking! I had my suspicions, but with all those heavy coats she always wears, it was impossible to know for sure. Her hips are rather narrow—overall, she's quite slender—but her breasts are the exception: maybe because her frame is so delicate, but I swear they're even larger than Sasha's. Her long blonde curls, floating gently on the water's surface, make her look like a modern-day Venus from Botticelli's brush.
