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Chapter 10 by Hellena Hellena

You two were always sacrificing yourself to save each other. Who's today's sacrifice?

Yourself, OBVIOUSLY.

You took a deep breath as you stepped through the door. Maybe you were making a mountain out of a molehill. Maybe if you were to march out of here right now and tell Taylor what you were thinking, she'd just laugh and go along with it. Because this had all gotten a little out of hand already, hadn't it? The three of you could just... Drop the class. Let someone else deal with Ms. Devlin. The Dean already had it out for her, and she was already behaving wildly unprofessionally. There was no need for a couple of students to deal with this, and if there was, things were probably too late already, right? Taylor would obviously agree with you. She always had.

But if you were wrong. If there was something you were missing, or, hell, if Taylor just wanted to be a hero now that she had a demon to fight against...

You were determined to jump on that grenade before her. The stakes in your lives had never been this high before, and hopefully they never would be again.

Breathing normally again, you almost choked as you realized that this room had absolutely reeked of sex - and looking around, it wasn't exactly hard to notice why. You'd been lost in your own head for a couple of minutes, but now that you were paying attention, you noticed that Ms. Devlin's office was filled with sex toys and puddles of what had to be sexual fluids.

...How the hell hadn't she been fired already?

You adjusted the position of your purse as you walked towards her desk. The plan wasn't complicated, which was, ironically, making you increasingly nervous; your purse had a small hole in it, and you'd set up your phone so that the camera would record through that hole. So long as the purse was set in a vaguely appropriate position, it wouldn't be hard at all to catch her on tape - and even if the video was obstructed, the quid pro quo you were proposing would certainly be damning, as would the actual sex.

"My loveliest student," Ms. Devlin purred, "I had so wanted to see you in my office. We have a great many things to discuss."

That was just her now-usual innuendo... Right?

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