You know your father. She’s not exactly sure on what, it’s an ancient instinct, escaping from a locked part of her mind. The young women hide once again in the attic and wait until after the afternoon programs when everyone has left. After they’ve gotten some cake, Johanna starts, “Do you want to see something totally wild? “I know about the naughty fantasies you have about your students.”
She opens her mouth, baring her sharp teeth, and hisses at Monika fiercely. Are these wings really real? “Thanks.” She gives Sören a kiss on the forehead and gets off him. Tell me, what should I do?”
“Be at the storage room behind the old school workshop during the first big break. The apartment is cluttered, smelling stale. His head moves, he mumbles something unintelligible, but continues to sleep. Outrageous! “Let it happen. Monika dreams of standing naked in front of the class, teaching. She’s on the brink of climax from the sensation alone. But okay, I’m in.”
“Great!”
Johanna jumps up and down and hugs Anna once more. Did she kill someone and you found the bloody knife or what?”
“Trade secret. No, not this time. The horned Johanna looks at her, completely intoxicated by her essence, “You have won.
