The handshake was interrupted by a yank, gentle, but insistent, pulling the Professor into a kiss. The Socialite kept it short, chaste, tempting, pulling back before either could get too deep. "I suppose my secondary plans can wait. Thank you for having me, Professor, and I will see you in class."
With that, the Socialite left, traipsing down the steps with a new plan and, with luck, a new ally.
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Re: A Morbid Appointment
Date: 2025-07-10 11:33 pm (UTC)With that, the Socialite left, traipsing down the steps with a new plan and, with luck, a new ally.