Having hidden behind many desks - and doors - with Begonia in her time there was enough residual memory in the act for Marlena to blush quite noticeably. The thought of doing it with other young ladies occurred to her on a daily basis and it always left her feeling distinctly warm, especially when they were as pretty as Miss Beth Vane.

"I don't think I'd mind if you knocked into me," she said, before she could stop herself, a second later realising how utterly and absolutely mortifying it was. "I should go."

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MJ: still raising the graphics bar as of 2022