Chapter 10
by 
Zingiber
Roll +Diligence (+2) to ENCOUNTER Susan Quaffle
On a 10+, she agrees, take +1 Forward to HAVE SEX
⚅⚄ + 2 = 13
Susan giggles. "You certainly haven't forgotten how boys act, Poesy," she says. She shakes her head and steps into the room you're sharing with the absent Trevor's belongings. "Oh, very well. It's rather encouraged to fraternize with one's House mates."
Susan strips off her House Beavertail uniform and carefully folds it. Out of uniform, she looks like she hasn't quite grown into herself. A little tall, more than a little gawky, with a great mane of dishwater hair and a matching bush. She insists on sponging you a bit with a wet flannel, finishing with a diligent wipe-up of your bumhole. Her hands are quick and nervous. Her lips are soft and hot. She giggles a lot.