Next session

It had become routine now. Everyone fidgeted and shifted in their seats for the last few moments of the last lesson before they got to go to their next session. The students had even begun to suspect which teachers were involved and which weren't by trying to see if they were doing the same; this was obviously only ever communicated with suggestive looks rather than words.

Eventually the completely unproductive last 20 minutes of the lesson was over and the students silently filtered out and towards their normal receptions for directions. {FIRST_NAME} went to his normal reception booth and was instructed by a different woman in her 30s to go to room 87.

After the normal routine of a quick shower he still didn't feel quite comfortable enough to go in without his towel wrapped around himself. After making sure it was tucked in and secure he went through the opposing door.