Marina loves it (FRIEND and FAVOR) and Rebecca latches onto you (HANGER-ON)

"What a GREAT idea," Marina gushes. She sits on her bed, leaning her turbaned head back against the wall, lewdly playing her swollen pink lips with her fingers. You can hear the squishing from here. The arch of her back displays her heavy, pink-tipped breasts, their nipples stiffly swollen. She grins at you. "But don't forget you owe me that introduction."

"I won't," you say.

Rebecca raises a finger to her lips. "Shh, we can't wake the boys," she says. Sitting next to you, she scoots her bum back into your hand as she straddles her tightly rolled pillow. "Your hand is so warm, Golondrina." As she shifts her head, her dark braid slides over her upper back.

Marina licks her lips and tilts her shoulders as she jills herself. "Ahh," she sighs. "So good." Marina glances back and forth from your face to Rebecca's.

You bend your head down to whisper in Rebecca's ear. "Marina likes us watching her," you say.

"Oh?" Rebecca says. From the tone of her voice, it doesn't seem to be something she's thought of before.

"Someday she'll be caught doing it in class," you whisper. "She'll probably enjoy being caught."

"Ohhh," Rebecca says.

"I'm there, I'm there," Marina says. She squeezes her eyes closed and presses her lips together. Her hips rock against her stroking fingers and her body stiffens. "Mnnnnnnhhhh!" she moans through her nostrils. Her eyes pop wide open and her lips part. "Ahhhhhh," she sighs. She tightens her fingers together into a stiff bundle. Her mouth widens to a broad, open-mouthed grin. She rocks back and forth, riding her stiffly held fingers, her breasts bouncing, her cheeks and chest flushed pink.

You're starting to feel warm and juicy inside, watching Marina's wide-eyed, hip-rocking climax. With your hand on Rebecca's lower back, you feel her tilting her hips, tentatively beginning to rub herself over the pillow she's straddling.

"Watch her, she likes it," you whisper to Rebecca.

When you and Rebecca are both looking, Marina seems to redouble her efforts, squeezing more pleasure out of herself as she stares back at you, eyes wide as if she's surprised by the current of lovely feelings flowing through her. After a time riding her hand for her audience, Marina groans and lets herself slump back against the wall. Closing her eyes, she murmurs. "I love this so much."

"She does it enough," Rebecca mutters.

You pat Rebecca's lower back. "How about you?"

Rebecca has been slowly rocking on the pillow as Marina's climax has rolled on.

She turns her head. "Alright," she says. "Can you keep your hand there? It's so warm." She looks at you pleadingly.

"Alright," you say.

"Do it with me?" Rebecca says.

"I am," you say. You're used to pleasuring yourself quietly. You're actually a good deal on the way already from touching yourself while watching Marina. You change your hand so the sounds of your stroking fingers are more audible.

"Yes, yes," Rebecca says. She puts some swing into her hips as she rides her tightly rolled pillow. She turns her head to watch your fingers. "Oh. Oh my," she says.

"Yes?" you say quietly.

"Oh that's beautiful," Rebecca says. "That's beautiful." Her nostrils flare. "You smell...oh," she says, trailing off into a sigh. "Oh. So warm."

Rebecca is really riding the pillow now, grinding down into it as you hold your hand on her back. Her dark braid tosses with her movements. Her skin is soft under your hand, warming up as she rocks.

"You look pretty," you tell her. Rebecca's arousal has caused her inner beauty to bloom. Her hesitancy has melted away. She admires your naked body, unashamed by looking. Her movements are free, unconstrained, seeking pleasure.

"I do?" she says. She looks at you, her eyes soft.

"Yes. And when you come, you will be beautiful," you say. You stroke your fingers between your lips, faster, louder. "Beautiful."

Rebecca's hips rock under your hand as she rides harder. Her brow furrows. Her eyes go vague, looking off to the corner of the room. She closes her mouth tightly. A low, strained squeal comes from deep in her throat. She grinds down hard on the pillow, her hips tilting back and forth.

Beautiful. You flick your swollen pearl that special way, and there, there, your climax rises to meet Rebecca's. Your hand opens and closes, sliding down to squeeze Rebecca's soft buttock.

When you come to yourself, Marina is sitting across the room, watching you under lowered eyelids as she rests against the wall. Rebecca is resting her hand atop yours, pressing it into her soft bum cheek.

"I suppose," you say. "We should go to sleep?"

"Yes," Marina says vaguely. "Let's do this again sometime."

"Can I sleep with you tonight?" Rebecca asks you.

You blink. "Oh?" You vaguely wonder if it would bother your new familiar, Sapienta.

"Can I? Just tonight. Please?"

When you HAVE SEX, on a 10+, Marina loves your attention as she pleasures herself. Gain +1 XP, and she will owe you a FAVOR. Leontes Sex Move (CHARM): Take Marina as a FRIEND.

When you HAVE SEX, on a 7-9, Rebecca loves wanking with you and becomes sexually obsessed with you. Gain +1 XP. Leontes Sex Move (CHARM): Rebecca will owe you a FAVOR. Rebecca is now a HANGER-ON, and all rolls involving her are at -1. Next: DEAL WITH YOUR HANGER-ON.

Marina Madeline, Fergus Firetail, Dorothy the Porter, and Nurse Wormwood are your FRIENDS and each will freely grant one FAVOR. Your familiar Sapienta also counts as a FRIEND with a FAVOR.

You owe Marina one of these FAVORs to further her sexual interest in either Dorothy the Porter or Miss Wormwood.

Rebecca Honeybee is your HANGER-ON (-1 to rolls against her) and owes you a FAVOR.

You now have 2 XP.

You have -1 AMBITION, +3 BRAVERY, +1 CUNNING, and +0 DILIGENCE.

Choose an option and roll vs. AMBITION(-2) (-1 AMBITION, -1 HANGER-ON) to DEAL WITH YOUR HANGER-ON. You might have to use Rebecca's FAVOR straightaway.

• APPEASE YOUR HANGER-ON -- spend time with them, do something they want to do, bring them with you.
• PUT OFF YOUR HANGER-ON -- tell them 'not now'.
• DISCOURAGE YOUR HANGER-ON -- tell them to stop hanging around and bothering you, you don't like them that well.