Blue gray walls. Claustrophobic space. No window. Empty. Door locked. Start banging."Hey! HEYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!"Door opens... shadowed figure. Eyes hu...t. I blurt out, weak, "I'm hungry, where am I? Who are you? What happened?" I can't really stand up. Jelly legs. I've been drugged.Figure speaks. "Just relax honey, everything is okay now, y'hear. We're gonna take good care o' you. Now come with me."She sounds southern. She's dressed like a nurse. Well, like a supervixen vavavoom fantasexy. Kennedy couldn't help giggling. There was nowhere on her body she could hide a book that size without it being obvious!The girl glared at Kennedy. "Don't you dare laugh at me! I'm Wicca! Laugh at me and I'll turn you into an obnoxious toad!"Kennedy frowned. "Wicca's your name? That's one I never heard before. I'm Kennedy." Wicca isn't who I am, it's what I am. Wicca, you know, the religion."Kennedy shrugged. "Actually, no, I've never heard of that religion. Is it anything like Episcopalian?"The. Diana just rolled her eyes and turned and walked off. “Let’s get back to the game.”Now Diana wasn’t so sure about Heather’s sexuality. She had been pretty sure that Heather had been straight until now. To be sure, there were plenty of lesbians among the Saxbury student body but Heather had never seemed to be one. Now, Diana wasn’t so sure.Diana started to trot toward the center of the field with Heather right behind her. “Nice ass, there, captain,” giggled Heather as Diana’s skirt flipped. As you know, it took your father some time to understand and agree with this. Now we are stronger, I feel than we were before. I can’t wait to see what Sir has planned next for us.”Just as she said this her phone pinged to indicate she had a text. Looking at it she saw it was from Sir. It read:Randi,Good morning and may I first apologize for not enjoying your body yesterday. I got so caught up with Slut that we just ran out of time. Saying that, I do want you to realize that not every time we.