<em>"You took his semen into your mouth, this won't hamper you will it?  The judges won't consider this a loss of virginity in some way?"</em><br/><br/>Lydia wipes at her mouth as she shakes her head. "No, mistress. Only penetration will. The transmission of fluid is allowed, otherwise we would be unable to train.<br/><br/>Lydia has never found the emissions of men to be particularly erotic. The erotic juices of a women, to her surprise, are generally sweet and fragrant--if pungent. While men are...sticky; like egg yokes and seawater. Still, she has experienced enough of the stuff during her training that she isn't repulsed, and has learned to mask her distaste quite well; there is, she must admit, something immediately gratifying about making a man climax. She loves the act, if not the result.<br/><br/>Then, of course, is the smell, which clings to her body. For once, though, she doesn't mind. It is the smell of victory, after all.<br/><br/>She returns Lady Verde's kiss with equal vigor, and then the judge is guiding her away. By training, she acquiesces to the judge's will, though as she leaves, she turns back and says, "Seek me during the mid-levels, should I make it. I would very much like to spend more time with you. Farewell!"<br/><br/>With that, she follows the judge back to the dorms.<br/><br/>As soon as she is able, she strips from her clothing and takes a hot bath, scrubbing the stench of the encounter from her. Afterward, she tends to her body, treating her skin with lavender oil and rosewater. The following day, she is up before dawn. By the time Counselor interviews begin, she looks ravishing in a stain gown and intricately woven hair.