Saturday afternoon

Miss Green had found the address of Miss Evelin Oakwood and James Whitedeer last night. It had taken her until the next afternoon to get to Miss Oakwood’s apartment as she had to move stealthily, luckily, she had become quite acquainted with the town’s sewers recently.

She slid under the door ready to attack the moment she saw the centaur bitch. That fat rump and those ridiculously large melons would be slime on her body and be all the better for it. She had had a taste of her once and couldn’t wait for seconds. There would be no silly student to save her this time.