Classroom thoughts

Class went by sluggishly, with your thoughts continuously returning to Tina’s half-assed investigative scheme. Sure, you could do a little digging through town records, but there certainly wouldn’t be anything to be found. Whose bright idea was to allow the ADHD-addled tomboy to be the brains of your group?

Out of the corner of your eye you spied Stacy sitting a few seats away.That was the other thing. How the hell did Tina expect you to win over one of the most popular girls in school? What kind of Casanova sex god did she think you were?

There was a soft caress in the back of your mind as you recalled last night’s events.

Mrs Harding...

Something had happened to make the older woman go down on you. A woman who you had known the majority of your life, a woman who had always been a very serious, very buttoned up woman without a hint of deviancy.

The ring warmed against your finger.

Whatever the hell this was that your grandpa had left, it seemed to have an effect on people. Even Stacy herself seemed to zone out when she first saw the glowing ruby on your finger, what would happen if you actively used it’s power on her again?

The class drew to a close and you realised you had a decision to make. Did you roll the dice and try to use the ring on Stacy, or try something more conventional?