<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/70/03/58/70035820cd03f7ac492adc6f8e2d02f3.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Helena Cross<br/><strong>Student ID:</strong>WTCH715-2080<br/><strong>Age/Year</strong>19/Freshman<br/><strong>Area of Study:</strong>History of Witchery<br/><strong>Date and Time:</strong>Saturday, September 5th | Dinner time<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dining Room Potion Bar. -> Family Room<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Dorothy, Tessa, Innez, Jolyn<br/><strong>Notes:</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>Was liquid Orgasm really an emotion? It probably shouldn't have been, but that hardly mattered. The more zen Helena wasn't going to sweat the little details as she just felt the mix of emotions she'd made into a relaxing brew. A pinch of confidence, a dash of relaxation, a touch of apathy, and a heaping helping of raw delight had been mixed into an oversweet brew of chocolate-tasting delight. The potion base had distilled her brew significantly more than the other three girls, but at least she wasn't the one sober person at the party anymore. Conversation got raunchy, as did the topic. Fuckability of teachers got brought up, and Helena just giggled as she listened to both Miss Whately and the Succubus. “<strong>Why pick one?</strong>” She said, as nonchalant as if she'd suggested buying an extra snack for the weekend. “<strong>I'd let every single one of them tie me down and teach me a private lesson.</strong>” She giggled a little, before turning towards Dori in a sort of 'game-recognises-game' manner. She could feel her own over-swelling confidence breaching the normal dam of reservation. “<strong>Or, in case of Miss Whately, tie her down.</strong>”<br/><br/>Helena wondered if the others had seen the softer side of Agatha, like those who specialised and thrived in the study of the Historical. There was something so secretly sweet about Agatha Whately that made the suddenly-more-daring Helena want to explore something intimate. Fantasies of being eaten out by the Raven-Haired delight while she dictated a piece of work they'd been pushed together to study were enough to send an unrepentant shiver down the Englishwoman's spine. It was the only sign of arousal she had, unlike the others in the little circle, but still. It was also what she almost blurted out in response to Tessa's question, although she bit her tongue in favour of being slightly coquettish and just answer with what she had thus far.<br/><br/>Helena spotted the way that Tessa was starting to react, and it had the Englishwoman wondering if she should be trying something more daring. Confidence up, relaxed and uninhibited, it was tempting. Thankfully, Jolyn stopped her making any moves that might disturb the flow by shouting for suggestions. No doubt the ladies – and Tessa in particular - might have caught the brief fuck-me eyes from Helena, but they didn't ever pounce.<br/><br/>Helena was the first to shout back – another sign of how much the potion was awakening her confidence. “<strong>There's a lot of different highs. Try the red dropper on the left if you want to fuck, or the green one second-from-the-right if you want to relax</strong>.” Orgasm – or probably lust, as her briefly hindered academic mind added - was red, while the mellowed out relaxation was on the right. Innez, Tessa, and Dori on the left, and Helena on the right. She giggled a little, noticing a couple people looked her way, and she took another swig of her own little brew, which was two-thirds finished. She was glad she didn't have munchies at least, that would kind of defeat the point of her brew replacing most of the meal.<br/><br/>“<strong>I think...you gotta try something new every so often. Surprises are so fucking fun sometimes, and what is this place if not the den of experimentation?</strong>” She was only speaking softly at this point, her voice more sultry and calm as she gave a sort-of answer to Tessa's question. It wasn't explicit detail, but that was kind of the point. The imagination did so much more than what her words could. The anticipation of it all was what would really entice...<br/><br/>...If she remembered this tomorrow, she was probably going to be a lot more judicious with the amount of infusions she added to her potions. They were having quite the effect.