"I hope she's cute."

“So who do you think our new TA is going to be?”

A couple of weeks have passed since the Downknicker Panty Parade, which has already entered into Upknott College history as one of the greatest fraternity pranks of all time. A full-on prank war is in progress between the Epsilons and the Deltas. The Epsilons are getting the worst of it, though one handsome young Delta did end up handcuffed naked to a shower head in the locker room of the girls’ basketball team.

Meg hasn’t brought up the subject of the dark ancient magic with you again. Seems like she wants to forget about it. That suits your needs perfectly. You and her have fallen into a comfortable routine of watching movies, reading books side by side, strolling by the lake, getting coffee each morning, occasionally going to class, and, of course, playing pranks on girls. At her insistence, you’re reading Harry Potter, which you think is actually pretty good.

Now, Meg and Beth are strolling towards their Occult History seminar, which takes place in a study room on the fourth floor of the campus library.

“I hope she’s cute,” says Meg, snickering. Most of her lady lecturers have, by now, been on the receiving end of her naughty sense of humor. You’ve shrunk panties, unclasped bras, unbuttoned blouses, pulled down pants and lifted skirts. You even spent one long afternoon under the desk of Professor Sandra Harper, a stern African-American expert on European legal systems in her early thirties with a list of credentials as long as your arm, licking her pussy through her panties while she struggled to keep it together before the whole class.

Beth elbows her as they walk up the stairs towards the study room. “You have a one-track mind, Meg. We’re here to learn! Not to fulfil your deviant sexual fantasies. Personally, I don’t care if she’s cute at all. I hope she’s really smart.”

“Let’s find out,” says Meg, shoving open the door and stepping into the study room. There’s half a dozen people in there already, sitting in rows of chairs. At the far end of the room, in front of a whiteboard, stands a woman dressed as a sexy librarian, bearing an interesting resemblance to Rachel Weiss, particularly in The Mummy. You always wondered if that’s where she got her mortal visage from.

“Hello,” says Amy, grinning. “I’m Professor Smart’s new assistant. I’ll be taking over these seminars as of today. Please, sit down.”