I nod at the cup. "In there is the proof of my love. Share it between you."
Hesitation. Blushes. Then shy Dana, the introvert, reaches for the cup and raises it to her lips. She grimaces at the taste, but she drinks about half — passing it to Gina, who finishes it off.
[Dana trust: 72 → 75]
[Gina trust: 69 → 72]
[Dana love: 20 → 24]
[Gina love: 13 → 17]
"Good girls," I praise them again. "For a perfect ending... kiss each other."
They don't need to be asked twice. They lean in and kiss — tentative at first, then hungry, putting their newfound tongue-knowledge to good use.
[Dana affection: 26 → 30]
[Gina affection: 22 → 26]
[Total earned: 3,300 PDP]
[New balance: 51,675 PDP]
I dress, calm and unhurried, and tell them to do the same. They find their blazers, their shirts, their bras, their skirts, cheeks still flushed. I hold the door for them, and they walk out into the corridor ahead of me, and they're skipping — actually skipping — all the way to their classroom.
