<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/9PgoVh1.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Tessa Thompson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/Themes/elliquiy2/images/post/xx.gif)<br/><strong>Student ID: </strong>WTCH842-0001<br/><strong>Area of Study:</strong>Conjuring<br/><strong>Date and Time:</strong>Saturday, September 5th | Dinner time<br/><strong>Location:</strong>family room<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Speaking with: Innez, Dori, Helena. Near: Jolyn, Alexis<br/><strong>Notes:</strong><br/><hr/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>Tessa smiled. The spicy droplet had been a slow burn for her - just the way she liked it. The sensations it teased out of her caused a little sigh, barely perceptible to anyone who wasn't paying attention. The core of her being was <em>warm</em> and she was starting to finally feel the tingle develop between her legs. Soon, her body would demand pressure. A thigh placed firmly between her own two. Soon, she would feel that ache start to rise from her swollen clit. The thigh would be solid and soft and wonderful to grind against. <em>Soon.</em><br/><br/>"Haven't you seen Harry Potter? She hopped the train on the nine and three quarters!" the redhead said. She didn't seem like the book reading type. Maybe she had seen the movie? She backed away from the trio a short distance towards a chair in the living room, but her body was still turned to the women and engaged in conversation. She was a girl who didn't mind being loud, but she needed some physical distance. <strong>Innez</strong>'s hand had not gone unnoticed and rather than act like a feral slut, Tessa was taking it slow. She liked the long game. She wondered how Innez and <strong>Dori</strong> were doing. She was rude enough to outright ask, but she was more interested in how her sorority sisters might ride out the wave of pleasure that was coming. Like it or not, that orgasm would demand to be coaxed out sooner or later.<br/><br/><em>That's why you don't open your mouth and close your eyes to wait and get a big surprise!<br/><br/>Unless you want the surprise.</em><br/><br/>Tessa flopped on the chair. Her legs hung over one arm and her head the other; she looked at the trio upside down, her glasses askew and her hair just barely reaching the floor. "History witch, huh? Have you seen the history professor? <em>Ms. Agatha Whately.</em> She's such a hardass about doing homework," Tessa groaned. She didn't elaborate further on her academic displeasure. "But she's smokin' hot. Have you noticed that all of the professors are really good looking here? I wonder if they're all in on some smokin'-hot-professor-hex spell. It makes going to history class worth it. I bet she gets off barking orders at her students." Tessa couldn't have been more wrong. "Them Beta Rho boys aren't too bad to look at, either." Sure, they were a rival organization in a way, but Tessa's appreciation for good looks knew no boundaries. "Not nearly as nice as us, though!" she grinned, sticking out her tongue.<br/><br/><br/></td></tr></tbody></table>