When it is over there is a puddle on the bed and some more on the floor.

Isabella: Nice! Really nice! Such power - that must have felt great.

Kyle was nearly hysterical.

Kyle: Look what you made me do! Now I've made a mess! I get punished when this happens. I always have to clean it up.

Isabella keeps staring at it and inexplicably she keeps smiling...

Isabella: This comes from your body, Kyle. There's nothing vile or evil about it. Let me show you.