Sit with Sabrina (Pt. 2)

You reluctantly pick up Sabrina’s phone to add your number. But then something else smacks you in the face. Two giant tits. Sabrina’s round ass. A Snapchat she must’ve sent to Callum.

Sabrina must’ve forgotten to close out of the message. She has no idea you’re tracing her nipples with your eyes, or wandering down her spine toward her bubbly ass. You inhale slowly.

After closing out of the video, you add your number into her phone and pass it back to her. Sabrina claps her hands and smiles. “Yay,” she says. “It’s not often we get someone new here.”

For the next hour, Sabrina gives you a decent explanation of Coriolanus. As bobbleheaded as she might seem, she has her own… unique way of conveying information. Yeah, let’s say that.

“Okay, so this Roman stud, Coriolanus, ditches Rome after they, like, totally freak out over him telling the truth,” Sabrina says, smacking her gum. “Then his mom, like, totally guilt-trips him.”

A mom making her son feel guilty? A guy leaving his home? Sounds familiar. You take notes until the class session ends, and as you pack up your things, Dr. Theodore invites you to chat.