<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)"><b><u>GM To Oliver Gore</u></b></span><br/>The latex witch would crack a bit of a devilish smile, looking you over as if to size you up so more, as if deciding whether or not to tell you about those extra activities. Choosing a bit of a middle ground, she says<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(235, 107, 86)">"Well, just for fun really, some of us like to run a bit of an underground network of um... illicit goods. It's just booze and stuff, nothing criminal, but since booze is technically not allowed on campus, let's just say we facilitate such things..."</span>Of course, there was much more to it than that, but she didn't want to show too much of her cards just yet, preferring to go for the somewhat innocent stuff first to see how receptive you would be.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(235, 107, 86)">"I think the thrill of doing illicit things attract some people, gives them that really nice adrenaline rush, makes you feel alive."</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(239, 239, 239)">.</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(239, 239, 239)"><a class="username" data-user-id="36798" data-username="@THErolplayer" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://bluemoonroleplaying.com/community/members/36798/">@THErolplayer</a> </span>