You clue Greg in on what's happening

You wait until you're sure Tom is out of earshot, then turn to Greg. "Just sit there and listen, Greg. We don't have much time. Tom brought us back here so he could have some one on one fun with me" you tell him in a quiet voice. "he's spiking your drink to put you out for a couple of hours. It's part of the deal for you to become the next superintendent. I'm willing to go through with this, but I thought you should know before it happened."

Greg looks at you, totally stunned and amazed. "You're actually willing to go through with this? For me?"

"I promised you I would help, because you're my friend, and I won't break a promise to a friend" you try to assure him, as much as you're trying to assure yourself. "I guess I'm in it for the long haul."

"No one has ever done anything like this for me before" smiles Greg. "I don't know what to say, except whatever you want, all you need to do is name it. I am in your debt."

Suddenly you hear Tom's returning footfalls. "He's coming back!" you say. "Have a nice nap, I guess."

"Thank you again" Greg smiles. "Don't worry, I'll be all right." He takes your hand, and squeezes it in a show of appreciation and affection.

Tom walks back into the room, carrying a silver serving tray laden with three silver goblets, three shot glasses, a bottle of green liquid, and a bottle of red wine. You know exactly what the green stuff is. It's the ill fabled, often misused, misunderstood, and maligned Absinthe. Tom smiles, and says "Would anyone care for a shot of Absinthe before their wine?" He sets the tray on the coffee table before you.

"Yes, please!" you say with a smile. "You're definitely going all Victorian on us tonight. I haven't had this since my early college days!" Even Greg agrees to have a shot, knowing what will probably happen.

"I would like to propose a toast" says Tom after handing you and Greg the shot glasses filled with Absinthe. "To Greg, our next Superintendent of Schools! And to his lovely wife Katherine who convinced me I was making the right choice." You clink your glasses together, and swallow the warm, green liquid. You all set your shot glasses back down on the tray, and Tom begins to pour the wine into the goblets.

It only takes a few moments before you notice Greg begin to nod like he's going into dreamland. He falls back onto the love seat, and begins to snore. Tom lifts his arm and drops it to make sure he's out cold. "Sleep well, sweet prince" he smiles. He turns to you. " Now Mrs Shaw, for our alone time."

You look at him, startled beyond words that he knows your last name. "W-What?" is all you can manage to say.

"Don't look so surprised, my dear Mrs Shaw" Tom says triumphantly. "I make it my business to know everything there is to know about the people I've chosen to replace me. I know Greg is a divorced, single father. I also know you're a teacher. A damn good one at that. I also know you recently got married to James Shaw, and that's where my real attraction towards you begins. You see, I love forcing young women to cheat on their husbands with me. It gives me the feeling of power, and I'm going to have lots of fun forcing you to cheat on your husband."

You sit there, stunned and horrified. You look around wildly, but the Absinthe is starting to have an effect on you. Did Tom spike your Absinthe too? You try to stand up, but you find you can't move. This is so diabolical! "What do you intend to do to me?" you ask.

"Why, **** you into fucking me any time I want, of course" he says with an evil laugh. "But I also have some very special plans in store for you. I think we should get started on those right now. They will insure your obedience to me."