<div align=center> It had been a long boat ride from the mainland out towards the island and if it hadn't been for the instructions she had found in the letter she doubted she ever would have found her way here! From the moment she set foot on the dock she had felt things she had never believed possible! Energies and scents that flooded over her and set her every nerve on fire
But she had come for a reason and she needed to complete just a little more work before she could have her fun, after quickly blowing a kiss to the boats skipper she had slipped through the city, making her way towards the school that she had been invited to attend, as she had moved a small smile had slowly spread across her lips, a smile that grew all the wider as she finally made her way into the main building and towards the admissions office, she couldn't help but wonder if those that had left her the letter knew just what she was, or whether they just knew she was gifted!
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But quickly she was brought back to her immediate surroundings, thoughts of her trip to reach the island, and the school fleeing as she approached the admissions desk and gently rang the bell.
As she waited patiently she leaned against the desk before her, a short, pleated skirt hugging her waist, if the desk was short enough she would even perch herself upon it, kicking her legs idly as she waited, if on the other hand it was the taller style of desk she would lean against it, offering whoever came forward a nice look down the front of her blouse, the top two buttons unfastened to provide teasing glimpses of the supple flesh beneath.
A pair of white, lacy socks rose from her black combat boots and passed over her knees, but perhaps the most remarkable thing about the waiting young woman was her hair, it had been tied up atop her head, separated into a pair of ludicrously long pigtails that fell all the way to her backside. Thankfully though the succubus had more than enough a sense not to wander through the town or the school in her natural form, no, for this little task she had chosen a younger, human form, sunkissed skin unmarred by wings or tail, her hair unbroken by her horns, even surrounded by supernatural beings she didn't think they would be too accepting of one of her kind!
Naamah had little patience for tedious tasks though and she was quickly growing impatient, fiddling with the papers she had brought with her and the letter that she had found in her home as well.</div>
But she had come for a reason and she needed to complete just a little more work before she could have her fun, after quickly blowing a kiss to the boats skipper she had slipped through the city, making her way towards the school that she had been invited to attend, as she had moved a small smile had slowly spread across her lips, a smile that grew all the wider as she finally made her way into the main building and towards the admissions office, she couldn't help but wonder if those that had left her the letter knew just what she was, or whether they just knew she was gifted!
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But quickly she was brought back to her immediate surroundings, thoughts of her trip to reach the island, and the school fleeing as she approached the admissions desk and gently rang the bell.
As she waited patiently she leaned against the desk before her, a short, pleated skirt hugging her waist, if the desk was short enough she would even perch herself upon it, kicking her legs idly as she waited, if on the other hand it was the taller style of desk she would lean against it, offering whoever came forward a nice look down the front of her blouse, the top two buttons unfastened to provide teasing glimpses of the supple flesh beneath.
A pair of white, lacy socks rose from her black combat boots and passed over her knees, but perhaps the most remarkable thing about the waiting young woman was her hair, it had been tied up atop her head, separated into a pair of ludicrously long pigtails that fell all the way to her backside. Thankfully though the succubus had more than enough a sense not to wander through the town or the school in her natural form, no, for this little task she had chosen a younger, human form, sunkissed skin unmarred by wings or tail, her hair unbroken by her horns, even surrounded by supernatural beings she didn't think they would be too accepting of one of her kind!
Naamah had little patience for tedious tasks though and she was quickly growing impatient, fiddling with the papers she had brought with her and the letter that she had found in her home as well.</div>