Lost Sheep

You meet Wyatt and Taylor in the way in. Taylor glares at you.

“So how is little miss judgy doing?”

“Taylor, we all wanted her gone! We agreed. Wyatt, you still want her gone, right?”

“Maya, I’m for whatever you want.”

“Seriously, Wyatt? Tell me you aren’t enjoying class.”

“I’m enjoying it, Taylor, but she’s a demon and that’s dangerous.”

Taylor’s expression is one of disgust. The three of you head in and take your seats.

Ms. Devlin struts out wearing the sexiest Little Bo Peep costume you’ve ever seen. The costume is baby blue latex that clings tightly to her massive breasts. The sleeves and deep cut neckline end in frilly lace. Her hair is blonde with tight curls and she carries a shepherd’s crook.

“Hello my flock. Can I get a ‘Hail Satan’?”

You quietly mouth ‘Hail Satan’.

Taylor grins at you. “You hypocritical bitch. Did you trade part of your soul?”

“No Taylor, nothing like that. I just made peace with her and I was being…supportive.”

“Sure.” She says sarcastically rolling her eyes.

Ms. Devlin prances about, showing off her cleavage and ass. Every now and then she gives you a friendly smile. The whole situation feels weird.

After fifteen minutes of talking about the wonders of anal sex, Ms. Devlin exits.

Taylor grabs Wyatt. “C’mon let’s go get drinks.”

Wyatt gives her a look. “It’s still morning.”

“Fine. I’m going to go have some fun. You two love birds can go fuck off.”

Taylor storms off.

“Ah, what are you up to, Wyatt?”