<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)"><b><u>GM To Alex</u></b></span><br/>The Great Hall was mostly empty, with ornate wooden desks and fanciful displays, many of which magical, adorning the area around the various table, like really elaborate advertisement to try and entice students to sign up for this, or that. Right now, the combat training seemed to be the only line forming, well that and the table for assistant to the Head Mistress and the Quiddich team table. Ashley who is dressed in a skintight latex catsuit with a nun-like head dress replies<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(235, 107, 86)">"Well, it's a good thing you are standing in line, combat training always fills up instantly. Of course, there is a guaranteed number of slots for the witches of the Order, so I'm not too worried."</span>As she looks at the other lines she adds<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(235, 107, 86)">"Someone might want to tell the students that being an assistant to the Head Mistress isn't a first come first served signup. Apparently, the Head Mistress is very particular about who works for her."</span>Looking back at you she says<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(235, 107, 86)">"I'm surprised a mundane would be interested in combat training. I mean, witches and wizards are interested because of the recent demon incursions, which are still ongoing in some parts of the realm, by mundanes are pretty much left alone by the demons. Are you just signing up because you think combat is a cool thing?"</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#efefef">The nun-like head-dress was such a strange accessory to the rest of the tight shiny latex catsuit which looked so fetishy, with the long black latex gloves and stockings, the tightness of the latex catsuit which left very little to the imagination. The only part of the suit that didn't cling to actual skin was the tight latex that stretched between Ashley's breasts and between her buttocks, but everything else seemed really snug. Even between her legs was a vague hint of a camel toe. Not exactly "nun like" prudishness....</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#efefef">You will also notice that more than a few girls are looking at you, whispering to each other. Apparently, being a 6'3" hunk dressed in sexy latex gets you a lot of attention. Well that and all that buzz about mundanes....</span>