163 The Academy Selections Part 2

"Ok, Cyn, I accept, but only if you'll call me Big Sister and give me a big hug before you go," Maeve said while crossing her arms under her ample F-Cup and looking down at him.

Gulping his saliva nervously, Cynrik thanked his lucky stars for the feast for his eyes before extending his hand to seal the agreement.

"No problem, Big Sis, anyway, I gotta get the others prepped to move out." Even though Cynrik tended to lean hard on the side of being socially awkward, he'd never had a problem with the ladies in his past life, so even though Maeve was clearly trying to fluster him, Cynrik didn't blush or stutter. Instead, he tried to ignore the bombshell of a woman and divert his attention toward his still puking party members.

Seeing as she failed to tease the boy, Maeve puffed her cheeks in protest and stomped off to Cinyah, who was muttering sweetly to the shivering Gabby.