Dalla wiggled her fingers, and Kolara gulped, feeling a cold shiver run down her spine, and her butt cheek started to itch and sting, remembering the sharp pain. She looked at her with a worried face, and Dalla approached, reached down, and touched her belly.
Kolara shivered one more, and if she had anything left in her, she would've leaked it out again. "Are you... going to slap me?" As Kolara gasped, Dalla smiled and pinched her.
"What if I'm going to slap you? You're in a test now..." She gently smacked her butt, causing her to jump. "You can hear her, right? Your sister will soon finish her turn, and It'll be yours." She whispered into her ear, "You don't want to be late, do you?"
"Yes... I don't want to be late." She mumbled, and Dalla smiled. "Good, good... now, take a deep breath." Dalla grabbed one of Kolara's fingers, and started twisting it.
