<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/37/4bf0b507efa09a6d614bb2e9848e3132.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Prudence Chavez<br/><strong>Student ID: </strong>WTC069-8868<br/><strong>Age/Year: </strong>23 / House Mistress<br/><strong>Area of Study:</strong>Hexology 101<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Stairs to Cerri’s room.<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>CLOSED | Cerri<br/><hr/>Prue found Cerri's accent and absolute delight as she sat in the chair watching her new charge.  While she had suggested the need to close her eyes, she hadn't yet.  Not so much out of rudeness as getting distracted in the conversation and her own blasé attitude towards nudity.<br/>She nodded when Cerri mentioned her family and how tough a set of teachers her mother and grandmother had been.  Family was always the worst critics and the hardest on one another, whether it came from a place of love or not.<br/><br/>Prudence found the juxtaposition of pale flesh against midnight lace pleasing, but she wasn't a gawker.  When Cerri glanced over her shoulder, Prudence met her gaze, not staring inappropriately at how her skinny jeans clung to her hips and cupped her rear.<br/><br/>"Well. Maybe it's a spell or something.  It seems like every professor in the Occult Studies program is hot." Prudence observed. She held back any commentary on their proficiency as lovers.  That was something that surprised new students.  Hell, it certainly had shocked her the first time a late afternoon office meeting had turned into a late-night romp in the makers' lab with Professor Deshpande.   That information was perhaps better left for specific questions in private if her new sisters had questions about that sort of thing.<br/><br/>Cerri's bra slipped from her shoulders and fell to the floor, and Prudence wasn't so proud she couldn't admit that her heartrate picked up right then and there. There was a smile tugging at the edge of her lips when the pretty freshman turned and dropped her arms.  Prudence never did have that great of a poker face, and she was clearly happy with how this going.<br/><br/>"Sorry." She said not sorry.<br/><br/>"But I suppose if I am going help pick something out with you, I can't very well do that with my eyes close now can I?" Prudence said, popping off the chair she had been lounging in.  Approaching Cerri, her smile was a little coyer than her usually carefree one.<br/><br/>"And I would love to." She admitted, her eyes lowering ever so slightly.  Dressing and undressing a woman was one of the sexiest things you could do as far as Prue was concerned.  Some people thought nudity was the biggest turn-on, but clothes were the true aphrodisiac. "Something comfortable? Fun?  Maybe a little flirty, I think." She mused as she took a turn around Cerri. Prudance's eyes surveyed the sultry witch openly until she faced her again and brushed a strand of damp hair from in front of her face. "We should probably get those off of you before you start to shiver." She suggested.<br/><br/>"Then we can think about dessert."<br/>