<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a5/Emmaq8.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Emma Q<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Alex<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Classroom 2-A<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Don't be ridic, he's like a thousand miles away." The camera hid Emma's face and tracked the curves of Alexandria's body, grabbing up mementos like thieving fingers. She stepped in close to separate Alex from the cabinet with the press of her body, a small flash in close for the highest resolution of a bead of sweat possible. She had to be careful not to lead with her hips, so she led with the press of the camera instead, to the very back of the classroom, into the nook where the science projects were stored. Shelves and shelves of tiny bean plant experiments and hydroponic strawberries lent a splash of green color, and an element of nature to the cold classroom.<br/><br/>"I'm worried you're not getting the full academy experience." With a little rearranging, Emma selected only the plants with small, tentative blooms as a backdrop for Alexandria, and placed them all in a row. "Not just because you're surrounded by the single highest concentration of hotties, but I mean, are you discovering yourself? Really stretching out your independence?" She slipped up onto the counter beside the sink, and left it to Alex to decide on the look she wanted. These pictures would be for her, after all.<br/><br/>"You've got to answer questions like, do I wanna know how it feels to kiss a girl? Will it give me a rush to show off my pussy on camera? Important stuff like that." An impish little smile as she worked over her knees to exachange lenses for this saturated color. Her willowy legs swayed in the damp air, collecting the dewdrops of the plants in mottled freckles on her stockings. "Won't be a lot of chances later on, in the career world." The lens locked into place, and she was ready. "Those bitches will backstab you over nothing."