Just spent hours in the library researching Dust applications with the most painfully earnest students. Their naive dedication to 'helping people' would be laughable if it wasn't so tedious. I had to resist the urge to superheat the table between that fool Cardin's legs when he wouldn't stop staring at my tits.

But it did give me time to consider more... entertaining applications of my studies. The molecular instability of Fire Dust when introduced to certain... bodily fluids. Imagine coating a lover's cock with precisely measured particles, watching their eyes widen as their arousal literally burns hotter with every thrust. The controlled danger of it - one wrong move and their pleasure could become agony. The ultimate power play: making someone risk their most sensitive flesh just for the chance to be inside me.

Perhaps I'll test the theory tonight. Emerald has been entirely too obedient lately - she might appreciate the reminder that service to me always carries... consequences.