Chapter 140: Oppressive?. (Part 2)
Instructor Londra is exuding passion and Åyûrïc Energy, still, her mind is clouded, and the lingering memories that doesn’t match with the events she remembers are upsetting her, because the Mature Tanned Woman can sense their importance.
This has been bothering her since the first time she went out from the Initiation Room, constantly bugging her mind.
Especially after the heated kiss the Mature Tanned Woman had with the Rogue Cadet, and each time she recalls the interaction, her resilient conviction to remain as the strict, stern and disciplined Instructor, takes a massive blow.
The truth is simple, she wants to know the reason behind the memories in her dreams, and if all it takes, is to give in into the feral desires of a Young Man who actually intrigues her, she can tungsten her resolution, and be the willing plaything the Lecherous Rogue Cadet expects to obtain.
The Mature Tanned Woman continues with her eyes completely locked on Khallyon’s smirking face; She really is dreading the possibility of never understanding.
However, the Rogue Cadet is not that twisted, instead, he prefers his Partners to surrender, obliging out of their own volition, and fear is the worse tool for such machination.
The Young Man pulls out a Shard, the grey graphite immaterial rectangle caughts the attention of Instructor Londra.
"My Cute Little Lamb, Unequip your Instructor Suit, and use this"; Khallyon’s words are not a petition, as he melts the Shard into Londra’s left hand.
The Female Instructor maintains her stern expression, complying with the Rogue Cadet’s mandate, the tight black Suit made of leather is dematerialized, leaving the Mature Tanned Woman with only her undergarments.