“Oh, I don’t know,” Romilda responded grinning knowingly. She knew that Professor Kendrick might be the only tutor that Ginny would ever consider having. “If you knew the kinds of things she taught, you might be way more interested than you could ever imagine.”
Gasping as Ginny teased the sensitive ring of flesh, Romilda didn’t pull away. It seemed that Ginny was going to do it whether she objected or not. That made it so much more exciting…
“Mostly,” Romilda admitted. “She kept saying things about how I wasn’t worthy to touch her and how I moaned like a whore…” Her cheeks turned pink again. “She fucked me until I came so much…that I…passed out like that…”
Romilda knew that as the truth, her memory having been altered by Professor Kendrick. However, what had not been altered what was she heard and saw when she woke up…