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Madeline looks around the room. The boy girl ratio excites her. There are twice as many young women as men.

She finds several very attractive and she hopes they are gay, bi, or at least experimental.

She supposes she should be upset she was kidnapped. Only, she’s not. She’s been into girls since she was eight and she never felt comfortable in her little town.

She makes her way over to a blonde with a heavenly body.

She gives her a smile. “Care for a drink?”

“Well, what do we have here?”

“I’m Madeline.” She purrs. “My friends call me Maddy.”

“I’m Catherine, my friends call me Catherine. So...Madeline...what are you, a little lesbo witch?”

Maddy blushes.

“Nailed it. Just stay out of my way, rug muncher.”

She struts off.

Madeline decides to take a little walk. She imagines its a better idea than bursting into tears.

As soon as she is alone in the corridor she hears a voice...