<div class="floatright">(https://tse1.mm.bing.net/th?id=OIP.b5rFz9fQYWxVH-4nIe5HwwEsDh&amp;pid=15.1&amp;P=0&amp;w=228&amp;h=172)</div><strong>Name</strong>Libitina Gomez<br/><strong>Time/Date</strong>October 27th 2017- late afternoon<br/><strong>Location</strong>Room 220<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Troy<br/><br/>As soon as Troy stood taking Libbie with him, the vixen wrapped her legs around him clinging to his body like a monkey, her body as now pressed against his in all sorts of yummy ways. UGG, lord could he kiss. Libbys body felt hot all over a strange desire overwhelming her making her want to rub up against him. As her back met the wall she pulled back, from the kiss to find Troy doing the same. Libbys breasts heaved with her laboured breaths.<em>Well that was fun</em>she thought to herself.<br/><br/>The blond was talking but Libby found that the actual words seemed to float through one ear and out the other as she gazed at his lips.  His hip roll bringing her hot center into direct contact with his own rampant reaction made Libby focus enough to answer. "Your like me? A freakling?" She didn't care what kind of power he had or what form he might take. She just wanted to get her mitts on those books. Deciding that she had been nice enough, she drooped her feet back to the ground and placing her hand on Troy's shoulders gave him a little push. She frowned as the muscular blond didn't budge. So the brunette used another method. Walking her fingers up his chest from his pants she spelt out what she wanted. "I want to see the pieces you just won" she ran her fingers over his lips before dropping her "friendly" attitude completely. "Now" she added.