Romilda smiled slyly. “Maybe?” she cooed softly. “Is that a problem for you?” Romilda leaned forward and let her lips brush Ginny’s. Her eyes met Ginny’s and she didn’t look away. “Is that so?” She had to admit that as sexy as Ginny could be, Romilda really hadn’t expected this.
She was so randy before any flirting began she knew that she wouldn’t be able to hold on too long. But she wasn’t about to admit that to Ginny. “Oh…I don’t know…” Romilda squirmed. “I am not so easy to sate.” Of course, one orgasm would never qualify as sating her.
Romilda giggle. “Well, I don’t know if I was…this much fun before this year. Maybe I just wasn’t friends with the right girl?”
Moaning loudly, she managed to fight the urge to press down against Ginny’s hand. She bit her bottom lip. “W-why?” she whispered huskily. “Lavender didn’t want to shag you?” Romilda knew there was more to the story and she was dying to hear it.