Megan shrugged. It was hard to wrap her head around the idea of a career and potentially sacrificing one. “Couldn’t you just….avoid her?” Megan wondered. “I avoid a couple people at Hogwarts.” She chuckled and shook her head.
It sounded exciting and hot. “Does it ever become…not pleasurable? Like if it is too hard?”
Megan smiled proudly. Emboldened, her fingers wandered a little higher until she was playing with the hem of her flannel shorts on the outside of her thigh. With her other hand, Megan flipped her own hair and gave Jessica, what she hoped, was a flirty smile.
“I don’t know,” Megan mused. “It might be a little too much.” She chuckled nervously. “At best. At worst, you might think it’s gross.” She had subtly leaned in a little closer. She wasn’t directly facing Jessica but she could see her well. Being so close, even if it was joking, was getting Megan really randy.