“I’m sorry.”“For what are you apologizing? It appears you were simply sitting here in class. I’m afraid it’s been canceled.”“I didn’t mean to do anything wrong. Please don’t tell my dad. If I get in trouble. He’ll kill me. I thought I had to be in class,” Les cried.The Dean summoned Ms. Larson to his side and the two talked quietly with Les. President Escher stopped to say hi to us.“Jean, I’m sorry about what happened today,” she said to my dad. “Arthur, are you doing okay now?” I swallowed and nodded.“Dr. Escher, my son, Arthur. My daughter, Morgan. And their girlfriend, Annette.”“Their?” she said cocking an eyebrow. She didn’t hesitate, though. “It is nice to meet you, Morgan. Annette. And what about these two lovely companions?”“M ... mm ... My friends,” I managed. “Susan and Kendra.”“Hello, Susan and Kendra. By all appearances, these are not your only friends on campus, Arthur. You gathered quite a group around you today.”“I’m sorry, Dr. Escher. I didn’t mean...”“I’d say offhand. When she?d eaten everything he?d given her, he let her sip some of the wine from his glass and again she thanked him gratefully.Then he unchained her and led her upstairs, still with her hands cuffed together behind her back. Her heart pounded in her chest as they reached the top of the stairs and he told her to go into his bedroom and wait for him beside the bed. She did so as he went into the bathroom and began to run a bath.Her eyes quickly scanned the room before he returned, it was sparsely furnished. A bed, a chest of drawers, a television and a large built-in wardrobe which took up one entire wall.?Must have a passion for clothes that I haven?t seen yet,? she figured.The only other things she could see made her heart race again, the fear building inside her. There was a long leather horse whip like the ones used by someone driving a carriage and a large shiny silver sword propped up in the corner behind the television.?Interesting decorative scheme!? she mused but she didn?t.
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