We embraced and it all came back, just the smell of her hair had me rock hard in an instant. I’m not sure how but she must have known what I was aft...er. I imagined her having the same fantasies I had just entertained sitting at her desk, dripping pussy, maybe slipping off her shoe and tucking her heal up against her clit slowly rocking her self to orgasm while others worked around her none the wiser in her cubicle. It was time to act, for once. My eyes darted to the empty class and she nodded. What the hell was going on? This was the second to get out coming after me, swinging around behind him I set a pseudo me to start blasting with fire, appearing in front of him I blasted him with several electrical bolts, watching him jerk and spasm I knew to not be fooled. Sure he was weak to electricity but not that weak, wrapping him in a freezing spell I brought him face to face with me."How the hell did you get out Trent?" I asked him."As if I'd tell you, you worthless piece of council, lap. She looks at him, a smirk on her face, enjoying the show as he soaps every millimeter of his dick.Toweling himself, he lays on his bed, looking at Jonathan, who is sitting on his own. “So far so good today, those young girls have given me fate,” Steve says, laughing a little bit.“Dude, I’m glad they have raised your spirit,” Jonathan says while chuckling. “I would have loved to fuck them, I would have taken my time and enjoyed them fully. You’re a lucky bastard, you know that? At least, you. Slowly, I turned around and looked, seeing a barely dressed white-haired woman standing in my living room, which chains wrapped tightly around her body. She looked around my apartment before turning her head to me. "Ah, so you're the new Ringleader." She cleared her throat before pulling out a small stack of index cards from between her tits. "Greetings new Ringleader, that's you." She spoke with the enthusiasm of a college student giving a presentation in a 7 AM Monday morning class. I wasn't.