Samantha would ask for privacy, and if he gave it to her, she would disrobe and enter the bath or showers, whatever he brought her too. Either way, as the warm water fell over her skin, or as she submerged herself into the steaming bath, her thoughts would return to the dream. She had had such an erotic and unusual dream, one she was not used to at all. She had made hot love to a man, a perfect man, but when she looked at his face she saw One A. The thought was almost shaken by the image of the beast, its yellow eyes and fleshy face staring at her. But One A had not known what she had seen, even though he was connected to the beast. Could it be that they were, in fact, separate beings? She accepted the possibility and moaned very softly as her hands began to scrub her body, closing her eyes and imagining it was that man again, soothing her, stroking her. And again she saw One A's face.
One A would await outside the bath room, allowing her to submerge herself into the warm bath. He would occasionally knock on the wooden door and say, loudly enough for her to hear, "Are you okay in there?"
Samantha found her hands moving to...naughty places as she washed herself and thought of her dream, but the occasional knocks and calls from the door would keep her conscious of what she was doing. Finally she figured she was all clean from everything, but decided to remain awhile longer. She set herself into the tube and closed her eyes, dozing off in the warm water with her head half submerged and facing up, the water thus covering her ears.
One A stood outside the door, knocking on occasion. No answer. He knocked again and again. "Samantha? Samantha?!" He yelled, becoming worried. In only a minute or so, the door was broken down and he ran into the bath, and saw her head half submerged. He quickly jumped in and tried pulling her out of the water.
Samantha didnt hear the first few calls, but when the door was kicked down she suddenly jolted upright. She looked around in half confusion, half panic, and when she noticed One A she blushed hard and covered herself with her hands. "W-What are you doing?!" She screamed, blushing harder than ever before, not only from being naked and wet, but from the fact that it was One A seeing her, the man she had been fantasizing about.
Looking at her, One A would once again be faced with her supreme beauty, made even better with the changes made to her young body. Her skin was pale and very smooth, with a luster that could not be found in normal women. Her hair was long and golden, her breasts were large and beautiful, and her ass was large, firm and plump, perfect for groping. And her eyes were bright pools of deep blue, almost the same pools that Hunter had fallen in love with centuries ago.
"Samantha! I'm sorry! I thought you...You..." His words tripped upon themselves as he gazed at her perfect and familiar form. So beautiful. So pure. So innocent...By now he was standing in the pool with her, the water at his waist as he stared at her perfect form. He took a step closer and placed a hand on her cheek.
"Grace?" he whispered, in a voice unlike his own, before leaning forward, meaning to kiss her. But it was not a strong trance he was in. Samantha merely push him away to free him from his action. To stop him from kissing her lips...
"One A? One A what wrong?" she asked, still trying to cover herself as he looked at her, seemingly entranced. "O-One A, dont look at me like that." She said in a shaky voice, feeling a heavy blush on her face. She had just been dreaming about him again, had been fantasizing again, but why? IT didnt matter, he was suddenly in the pool with her and he took a step towards her almost paralyzed form. "O-One A what are you-" She was cut by him as he whispered "Grace?" and then leaned forward to kiss her. The scene was so surreal, so confusing, so sudden, Samantha didnt react fast enough to avoid his lips, and suddenly, they were kissing.
She didn't fight back. Which meant she wanted it to. And so One A wrapped his arms around her, one hand stroking her back with a soft love, while the other moved through her golden locks. He kissed her and she could feel his warmth, before she felt his wet tongue push into her mouth to explore her own mouth. If she continued not to fight back, he would happily kiss her for the following minutes, stopping only to let her breathe.
It was like in her dream, she and him were kissing, and she was just like this, and he was standing like that...it was so much for her mind to handle that she nearly fainted when she felt his hand on her bare back, rubbing her wet skin, while his other hand moved through her long golden hair. She still didnt resist, didnt move, but he held her close, and she marveled at how warm he was. She felt her tongue push past her lips and into her mouth and her eyes widened and she thought she would pull away, but she found instead that her arms embraced him, gently instead of pushing him away. She was helpless, caught between her reality and that fantasy.
One A suddenly stopped the kiss and gazed into her fair eyes, seeing a love he had not seen for eons it seemed. He began to kiss and lick her neck, as his hands stroked her body, feeling her hard nipples, her plump ass, and her smooth waist. To him, he was kissing perfecting, and would not, and could not stop himself. It was up to Samantha to do that, but the chances of that happening were quickly fading away with every kiss. "I love you..." he whispered, kissing her lips again as she rubbed her lower parts against his, letting her feel his hard erection.