<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5a/LisaStepurin.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Lisa Stepurin<br/><strong>Location</strong>The Mansion's Porch<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>Black skinny jeans, white sneakers, white blouse, red jacket, blue purse<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Gilda, Madeline, Hannah, Greggor, Tim, the rest of the class<br/><strong>Extra Information</strong><br/><hr/>Lisa tried not to be too obvious at the staring, but as Gilda continued flirting so obviously with everything that moved she began to feel herself becoming a little nervously excited.  She almost couldn't imagine being so open about such things; Lisa's only sexual experience had been an awkward and uncomfortable time in a cheap hotel room on Prom night, when tradition and wine coolers lead to her sleeping with her long time boyfriend.  Since breaking up at graduation she hadn't tried dating again, her hobbies and classwork keeping her busy, although seeing (and staring at) so many women cosplaying in skimpy clothing had made her reconsider her sexuality over the past year.  She found herself both missing Gilda's attention and voyeuristically enjoying watching events unfold.<br/><br/>When Hannah brought out the brownies she was grateful for the distraction and hopped to her feet, crossing the room quickly.  Besides, it was chocolate, and who wouldn't be grateful for free chocolate?  "Oh, thank you!  They look great."<br/><br/>She was just reaching out to take one when Tim made his comment about date rape drugs.  She froze, hand hovering over the brownies, her wide eyes moving from the hallway he'd gone down, to Greggor, to the brownie plate, and then to Hannah over and over again.  It was too late to back out now, but what if she'd put something in the brownies?  She didn't even know the girl, and once again she was reminded that they were in a strange creepy house in the middle of nowhere, where someone could kidnap coeds and keep them locked in the basement doing all kinds of terrible or perverse things to them...<br/><br/>After too long of a pause to not be noticed Lisa grabbed a brownie and scurried back to her seat, unable to refuse the offer after thanking her, but unable to actually eat it after the thought of being roofied was put into her head.  She sat back down in the sagging seat, cupping the delicious looking (and smelling) treat in her hand while shyly looking to see if Hannah was upset, or how Greggor and Gilda were taking Tim's 'joke' and her reaction to it.  Of course, they probably didn't even notice with how all over each other they were... without a costume on she doubted that anyone would find her very interesting.