Epilogue 1

You continue to feel your teacher progressively making more contact with your body, though your mind isn’t conscious enough to comprehend it. Her soft hair rests neatly on your shoulder and chest. Her right breast eases soothingly into your left arm. The last thing you notice is the sound of her light breathing overlapping your own, the ever slight raise and fall of her chest. Soon enough, even that much escapes you.

“It’s open.” A voice calls out, muffled. “Oh shit!” There’s a pause. “Yeah it’s all three of ‘em.”

“Lemme take a look.” A second voice chimes in, feminine. “What the…? We’re still on a hold, yes?”

“Yes. Until we announce otherwise.”

“Yeah, ok. What happened here, do you think?” She asks.

“Based on that woft of hot air came out the door, it overheated in here.” He sounds unsure.

“I suppose that makes… some sense. A-anyways, let’s get them outta here.”

“How’re things looking in there?” A third voice comes out.

“Well, we found them. All together.” The woman says. “Just, uh, …naked.” She whispers.

“Jesus, really?” He says, also quiet, but astounded in tone.

“Yes. Really.” She hisses, though not meanly. “Just get us some way to get them to the nurse’s office.”

“T-the a-athletic one or the one in the front.” He stutters.

“I don’t care. Just out of view from the school. And bring robes.” She finishes.