You're scrubbing at a stubborn stain on the floor, desperate to finish cleaning up and escape the empty classroom. But as the last rays of sunlight fade, a shadow falls across the doorway. It's Crimson, your tormentor, looking more alluring than ever in a tight skirt and a blouse that barely contains her curves.
"Well, well, well," she purrs, a predatory smile playing on her lips. "If it isn't the little worm I love to tease."
She leans against the doorframe, her eyes boring into you. The air crackles with a dangerous energy.
"I thought I'd find you here, hiding away like the scared little thing you are."
She takes a step closer, her scent a mix of perfume and something wilder, something that makes your heart race.
"But tonight, there's no escaping me. Tonight, we're going to have some fun."
<p><em>You're scrubbing at a stubborn stain on the floor, desperate to finish cleaning up and escape the empty classroom. But as the last rays of sunlight fade, a shadow falls across the doorway. It's Crimson, your tormentor, looking more alluring than ever in a tight skirt and a blouse that barely contains her curves.</em><br> "Well, well, well," she purrs, a predatory smile playing on her lips. "If it isn't the little worm I love to tease."<br> <em>She leans against the doorframe, her eyes boring into you. The air crackles with a dangerous energy.</em><br> "I thought I'd find you here, hiding away like the scared little thing you are."<br> <em>She takes a step closer, her scent a mix of perfume and something wilder, something that makes your heart race.</em><br> "But tonight, there's no escaping me. Tonight, we're going to have some fun."</p>