<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/3d/ca/a3/3dcaa335e8ade145b7fc757d5d6039fc.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Greggor Steppenwolfe<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Big old stuffy mansion<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Tennis shoes, jeans, t-shirt, leather jacket.  All expensive and designer.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Gilda, Hannah, Professor Worst-Timing-Ever<br/><strong>Extra Information: </strong><br/><br/>He had ringside seats as he watched Gilda and Hannah go to town; the two of them were doing everything except for making out in the middle of the room.  Not that he was complaining.  There was absolutely no way Hannah didn't know the effect she had on him at this moment, not the way she was sitting, and certainly not after she turned back towards him, adjusting herself upon his crotch.  Nope, no way at all.  And hopefully not only did she not mind, but she was enjoying.<br/><br/>He watched as Gilda... well, there was no real reason to describe all of that again, except to say that the entire scene was rolling out like softcore porn.  He was nearly tempted to fish out his phone, send another message to that mysterious admirer and say 'no thanks, found better'.  Because damn, between the two of them... And then, of course, Gilda had to up the anti when she started talking about bite size.  He gave a smirk. "I'll be happy to help you both practice.  Wouldn't want anyone choking, now would we?"<br/><br/>And then... butterfingers.  Oh no.  She dropped something.  What a shame.  He was close enough to hear Gilda whispering to Hannah, and his lips quirked.  Wait.  What distracted her that....<br/><br/>The professor.<em>You have got to be fucking kidding me.</em>The words were held back to his inside voice, but even so a low growl of frustration escaped his lips.  "I don't suppose I could convince you ladies to skip the rest of thi.... didn't think so.  But I'll happy to offer either of you a ride after... Or whenever we can get a way."  Of course, as he said that, Gilda was standing, heading into the next room.  He waited on Hannah, what with her on his lap and all that, and once she stood, he decided to stay close to her and her daisy dukes.  he had a feeling they'd be able to catch up to Gilda quickly, and perhaps she'd have a spot saved for the two of them.<br/><br/>They could salvage the night yet.