Ninja Gaiden Koibito

Ninja Roses: Teacher's Pet


“You did it, Ryu!” Tina jumped up and down with excitement as Ryu entered the tour bus. Tina was wearing a red silk robe tied about her waist. “I knew you could do it Ryu, but it went so well! Not only did you win, but with such style! You had those girls eating out of your hand by the time it was over! Makoto and Aigle are no joke, but you just dominated them!”

“It was nothing.” Ryu shook his head and reached for his robe. He looked down at his blue ninja garb that he had worn from the arena. “Tina…do I have time for a shower?”

“Go ahead, Ryu.” Tina grinned at him knowingly. “Besides, if you aren’t wearing that robe, I won’t be able to rip it off you!”

Ryu made his way into the surprisingly posh bathroom and ran a steaming hot bath. He lowered himself into the soothing warmth of the water, letting the stress melt from his muscles. A few minutes had passed when suddenly the door burst open to reveal Tina.

“Screw it, Ryu, I can’t wait! Let’s get it on!” Tina grasped the front of her robe, but just as she was about to tear it open, a loud knocking on the tour bus door stopped her cold. “Oh, COME ON!”

“Should I answer the door?” Ryu made as if to stand but Tina motioned for him to stay put.

“Don’t you dare stand up, Ryu!” Tina shook her head. “Heck, if I see you standing there naked and dripping wet, I would have to kill whoever just interrupted our evening. Right now, I think I’ll just put them in a coma.”

Tina secured her robe and stormed from the bathroom, slamming the door as she left. Ryu sighed and continued washing himself. He heard Tina open the outside door and a heated exchange between her and an unseen woman began. Ryu hurried and finished his bath, dried off, and donned his scarlet robe. He followed the raised voices and found Tina standing at the outer door, her arms crossed and shaking her head.

“You aren’t coming in here, lady.” Tina declared to someone outside. “He doesn’t have to see anyone!”

“A young woman’s life is at stake, you harlot!” The other woman shot back. Ryu could not see her yet, but her voice was very precise, evidence of a strict education in oral communication. “I cannot let your client ruin her life!”

“Who is in danger?” Ryu asked, concerned. He stepped behind Tina and finally saw the woman she was arguing with. A rather tall blond woman stood outside, wearing a white blouse and red cardigan with a matching knee-length skirt. Her hair was wrapped into a stylish bun at the back and her hair was swept to one side at the front, not quite covering her left eye. She wore a pair of smart but simple red glasses. Ryu instantly surmised she was a professional, much like Lisa.

“Ah, this would be the ‘Dragon Ninja’ then?” The woman huffed, arching her index and middle fingers in the air as she quoted Ryu’s alias. “What is your name, sir?”

“He doesn’t need to tell you squat, lady!” Tina scowled. “Don’t make me call security! Heck, forget security! Don’t make me lay the smack down on you!”

“It is alright, Tina.” Ryu set a calming hand on Tina’s shoulder. She seemed to settle, at least for the moment. Ryu turned to the woman. “Madam, please tell me what woman is danger. I may be able to help.”

“Help?” The bespectacled woman scoffed. “You, sir, are the very culprit here! You have corrupted an already troubled young woman! Miss Welsh is my responsibility, and I will not stand idly by while you…”

“Candy?” Ryu asked and immediately winced. At some level, Becky would always be Candy Cane to him. “Rather, you mean Becky?”

“You see?” The woman pointed an accusatory finger at Ryu. “You even encourage the use of her lascivious alias. Candy Cane! Indeed! I have no doubt you have taken liberties with more than her name!”

“Madam, how do you know Becky?” Ryu asked. “Who are you, if I may ask?”

“You may call me Miss Spencer.” The blond woman adjusted her red glasses. “I am a private school English teacher, and Miss Rebecca Welsh is my most troubled charge. I have come here to see that she ends this Rumble Roses nonsense and returns to school!”

“Candy is old enough to make her own decisions!” Tina shot back at her. “You’re talking like she’s some little kid!”

“I will not stand by while Miss Welsh throws her life away! The wrestling was bad enough, but now she is fornicating in front of thousands of people!” Miss Spencer almost seemed faint. “Such decadence is unbecoming of a young woman with Miss Welsh’s potential. And you, Mr. Dragon Ninja, are keeping her here!”

“I have no authority over Miss Welsh.” Ryu shook his head. “She is her own woman.”

“No, it is not that simple.” Miss Spencer shook her head. “In her misguided search for a proper man in her life, she has come to the mistaken conclusion that she has feelings for you!”

“Really?” Tina laughed and gave Ryu a wink. “Oh, poor Candy. Fell in love with…oh, well I can’t blame her. Who am I to talk?”

“This is not a joking matter!” Miss Spencer began to shake with fury. “She is abandoning a bright future so that she can participate in rampant fornication with…with…” She waved a finger vaguely at Ryu.

“My name is Ryu Hayabusa.” Ryu bowed. He disagreed with Miss Spencer’s conclusions, but he could sense that her motives were pure and honorable. He respected both qualities. “But if Miss Welsh wishes to be with me, I cannot deny her the right.”

“Listen, lady.” Tina interjected before Miss Spencer could retort. “Candy Cane already has a bright future here. Our new album is gonna be a hit, and her winnings at these tournaments will probably be enough to fund your little school for decades! Just leave the girl alone!”

“Miss Welsh should not live an unfulfilled life!” Miss Spencer remained adamant. “She deserves the finest that life has to offer her. I have my doubts you are worthy of her affections, Mister Hayabusa.”

“You are quite certain?” Ryu arched an eyebrow.

“A lady does not speak of such things…” Miss Spencer lowered her voice. “But I know fakery when I see it. Miss Welsh deserves a real man in her life, and not one that hides behind show business trickery to mask his shortcomings.”

“You think Ryu isn’t up to snuff in the sack?” Tina raised her eyebrows. “Is that what you’re saying? You don’t think he’s a good enough lay for Candy?”

“I have my doubts.” Miss Spencer shrugged defiantly.

“Oh, I get it.” Tina nodded. “This was all just a big act so that you could have sex with Ryu!”

“What?” Miss Spencer gasped in shock, adjusting her glasses. “That is outrageous!”

“Oh yeah?” Tina smirked. “Think about it: if you don’t know how good Ryu is in bed, how are you supposed to reason with Candy Cane and convince her that Ryu isn’t worth her time?”

“Well, that is nonsense…I…” Miss Spencer swallowed hard and looked from side to side, making sure no one was watching. “I do not think I could…it would be highly improper.”

“Well, me and Ryu were about to start screwing before you started banging on my door, so if you don’t want him, I sure as heck do.” Tina ran a hand down over Ryu’s muscled arm suggestively. “If you bed Ryu, and can look Candy Cane square in the eye and tell her he’s not worth it; there’s no way she will stick around.”

“I…I will come in.” Miss Spencer nodded slowly. “But I may leave at any time, understood?”

“Right.” Tina nodded. “Oh, I guess we should ask Ryu if he’s willing to do this.”

“If it will bring peace between Miss Spencer and Becky, then I will do what I can.” Ryu nodded.

The three of them made their way silently into the bedroom. Ryu opened the door, ushering Miss Spencer inside. The English teacher gave Ryu a stiff nod, seemingly surprised that a ninja would show a woman respect. Tina stopped short at the door.

“I’ll give you two some privacy.” Tina sighed. “I’ll be taking another very, very cold shower.”

Tina closed the door, leaving Ryu and Miss Spencer alone in the bedroom. Ryu turned to Miss Spencer and he could see in her eyes that she was frightened. He did not blame her. He also saw a genuine determination in Miss Spencer’s stern face. Ryu stepped forward, coming within arm’s reach of her, and stopped.

“You care a great deal for Rebecca.” Ryu surmised. “It takes a great deal of courage to risk this.”

“Well, Mr. Hayabusa.” Miss Spencer adjusted her glasses. “I must say that I expected you to jump on me the moment the door was closed. But do not assume that I am sufficiently impressed.”

Ryu nodded, noting how quickly Miss Spencer changed the subject from her feelings for Candy Cane. He thought it best not to push the subject at the moment. Instead, Ryu simply stood still and waited. After a long and awkward silence, Miss Spencer finally spoke.

“Are you going to do something or not?” Miss Spencer asked tersely. “Miss Welsh deserves more than a glance from her man after all.”

“May I undress you, Miss Spencer?” Ryu asked softly, his deep voice low.

“I…well…” Miss Spencer flushed at Ryu’s direct question. “If you must.”

Ryu reached out and slipped the red sweater from Miss Spencer’s shoulders, letting the fabric fall to the floor. Then the ninja began slowly unbuttoning Miss Spencer’s blouse. Ryu’s nimble fingers moved deliberately, unrushed and without fault. Miss Spencer’s breath quickened, causing her chest to rise and fall, working her blouse loose enough to reveal her lacy brazier. Ryu gently tugged at the white cloth, pealing Miss Spencer’s blouse from her, letting it join her cardigan on the carpet at her feet.

Ryu knelt down, taking his time as he unfastened the belt holding up Miss Spencer’s red skirt. The skirt fell from Miss Spencer’s hips along her creamy thighs and to the floor. Ryu untied her shoes next, slipping them from her feet and carefully avoiding staring at Miss Spencer’s white panties. At last finished, Ryu stood and regarded the teacher calmly.

Miss Spencer raised her arms over her chest, covering her brazier as her face turned a deep shade of scarlet. She stared down at the clothes at her feet, as if willing them to rise off the carpet and cover her.

“I…I do not think this was wise.” She spoke meekly, her voice suddenly void of the authority it once held.

“If you wish to leave, you may do so.” Ryu nodded with understanding. “But do not do so out of shame. You are a beautiful woman, Miss Spencer. You remind me of a woman I care for very much.”

“I do?” Miss Spencer glanced back up at Ryu. “Who?”

“Helena Douglas.” Ryu smiled warmly. He was indeed struck at the resemblance. Miss Spencer and Helena shared perfect posture, shimmering blond hair, and refined yet voluptuous physiques. Miss Spencer simply lacked Helena’s confidence in her own body.

“Helena Douglas?” Miss Spencer asked with a sudden light in her eye. “The opera virtuosa? I adore her music! She possesses the voice of an angel.” Miss Spencer’s arms dropped to her sides as she forgot all about wearing nothing but her lingerie. “You know Helena Douglas?”

“Quite well.” Ryu nodded. He felt a pang of longing at the thought of Helena and his son, so very far away. “We are very close.”

“You have had…relations with her?” Miss Spencer asked with a glimmer of hope in her voice.

“Yes.” Ryu answered simply. “We have shared our bodies many times.”

“You really are telling the truth.” Miss Spencer peered into Ryu’s eyes, searching for any hint of deceit. “If Helena Douglas sees something in you, then perhaps…”

“Perhaps Miss Welsh’s affections are defensible.” Ryu suggested gently. “Are you satisfied with my worthiness?”

“If I may finish my thought?” She huffed. The old authority returned to Miss Spencer’s voice. “If Helena Douglas sees something in you, then perhaps I might yet find something worthy of Miss Welsh. You may continue seducing me, Mr. Hayabusa.”

Ryu nodded, suppressing a grin. He reached out and lightly trailed the fingers of his right hand over Miss Spencer’s left shoulder. His fingers moved slowly, barely making contact with her soft skin as they moved down her arm and then down the side of Miss Spencer’s narrow waist. Ryu knelt down once again, sliding his fingers down over the creamy length of the teacher’s thigh, down past her knees and finally to her petite toes.

“Oooh…” Miss Spencer gasped under her breath, shaking slightly as Ryu’s left hand joined his right as he began trailing his fingers back up the sides of her body.

Ryu’s touch became more pronounced, yet remained ever so gentle as his hands moved up Miss Spencer’s shapely hips and the sides of her torso. Miss Spencer raised her arms as Ryu’s hands made their way up underneath her shoulders while Ryu himself stepped within a hand’s breadth of her. Ryu was no more than an inch taller, letting them look easily into one another’s eyes. Ryu’s hands traveled up Miss Spencer’s raised arms and finally clasped the teacher’s own hands above their heads.

The white lace of Miss Spencer’s full brazier pressed against the red silk of Ryu’s robe. Ryu could feel Miss Spencer’s deep breaths push her impressive breasts against his chest as they locked gazes silently. Ninja and teacher stood face to face, their arms stretched above their heads, fingers entwined. Miss Spencer’s red rimmed glasses slid down to the tip of her sharp nose, but she made no move to adjust them. She simply stared into Ryu’s deep green eyes.

“Kiss me.” Miss Spencer whispered.

“What did you say?” Ryu asked quietly.

“Kiss me…” Miss Spencer repeated breathlessly. “Kiss me as you would kiss Helena Douglas.”

“I warn you,” Ryu cautioned cryptically. “Helena has little patience for simple kisses.”

Miss Spencer’s eyes flickered with anticipation and fear in equal measure. “Then do to me as you would do to her. Give me what she would want for herself!”

“As you wish.” Ryu assented.

Ryu leaned in and covered Miss Spencer’s lips with his own, drawing a muffled moan of shocked pleasure from the teacher. He let his hands detangle from hers and then trailed his fingers down her arms and down over her back to the clasp of Miss Spencer’s brazier. The white lace fell away, but Ryu did not gaze down yet, instead he continued their leisurely kiss. Miss Spencer’s mouth began working back against his as she was drawn deeper into the heat of the moment.

Ryu’s hands continued down Miss Spencer’s lower back, his strong hands palming the smooth curve of her buttocks. His thumbs slipped between Miss Spencer’s creamy flesh and her lacey undergarment. In a split second, Ryu ripped the lace from Miss Spencer’s hips effortlessly. The teacher moaned once again into their languid kiss, unconcerned with the fate of her clothes.

Finally, Ryu broke their kiss and stepped back. His eyes remained locked to Miss Spencer’s bespectacled gaze.

“May I look upon your body, Miss Spencer?” Ryu asked gently.

Miss Spencer turned a dark shade of scarlet as she was suddenly and painfully aware of her nakedness. She covered herself with her arms and hands and looked away with shame.

“I…ah…I…” She stammered uncharacteristically, shaking her head nervously.

“Look in my eyes, Miss Spencer.” Ryu spoke firmly.

Miss Spencer looked back up and saw that Ryu was still staring only at her face. Ryu reached down and untied the belt of his robe. Suddenly the smooth fabric flowed down to the floor, revealing the ninja’s naked body. Miss Spencer glanced down instinctively, her eyes bulging with wonder as they drank in the sight. After a moment, she realized what she was doing and shut her eyes.

“Oh dear, I am so sorry.” Miss Spencer shook her head. “I should not have done that, oh this is all so foolish!”

“You may look upon me as you like, Miss Spencer.” Ryu’s voice was warm and comforting. “May I look upon you?”

Miss Spencer’s arms dropped to her sides as she slowly nodded. Ryu finally gazed down at her body. She was indeed remarkably evocative of Helena Douglas; both had creamy white skin and elegant curves of refined beauty. Ryu smiled as he noticed Miss Spencer was still wearing her red glasses. He reached up to remove them, but Miss Spencer intercepted his hand with hers.

“I would rather see everything clearly.” Miss Spencer said with faltering authority as her eyes continued dropping down Ryu’s body. “It will better serve my evaluation.”

“Then we shall begin.” Ryu said.

Suddenly Miss Spencer felt her feet leave the ground as Ryu swept her off her feet, carrying her to the bed. He set her down just as quickly, and then his hands were on her, traveling over her naked flesh. Ryu’s rough hands moved over Miss Spencer’s firm abs and velvety thighs while he knelt on the bed next to her.

Ryu could see the suppressed longing in the eyes behind Miss Spencer’s glasses. His right hand trailed lazily down the teacher’s smooth flat stomach and past her navel. Miss Spencer’s thighs instinctively clamped together tightly. Ryu gave her a questioning look in case he had gone too far. Miss Spencer shook her head apologetically and slowly relaxed her legs, allowing Ryu’s fingers to descend between her silky thighs.

“Oh…” Miss Spencer’s breath caught in her throat as she felt Ryu’s fingers trace her nether lips with sublime results. “Oh…oh, my…”

“May I ask you a personal question, Miss Spencer?” Ryu frowned as he noticed Miss Spencer’s breathing increase dramatically at his slightest touch.

“Of course, Mr. Hayabusa…aah!” Miss Spencer breathed in sharply.

“Have you ever been with a man before?” Ryu’s voice was quiet and as gentle as his touch.

“I…ah…n-no.” Miss Spencer admitted with a soft whisper. “Why do you ask…AAAAHHH!!!”

Without warning, Ryu had sunk two fingers into Miss Spencer’s moist slit. The blond woman’s back arched and raised her slim butt from the bed. Ryu pressed in further, waiting to meet resistance, but his knuckles met Miss Spencer’s intimate folds and yet he could feel no barrier.

“You are certain you have never lain with a man?” Ryu asked. “Perhaps a woman?”

“I…aaah…I am an equestrian enthusiast.” Miss Spencer clawed at the sheets as Ryu’s fingers continued probing inside her. “I have ridden horses since I could walk….aaahh! A hymen is a fragile thing, Mr. Hayabusa.”

“I meant no disrespect.” Ryu withdrew his fingers and noted the momentary flash of disappointment in Miss Spencer’s eyes. “The better I know a woman, the better I may please her.”

“Do you converse at such length with Helena Douglas?” A look of haughtiness returned to Miss Spencer’s stern face.

“Only after an exhaustive night.” Ryu nodded his understanding.

Ryu grabbed Miss Spencer’s knees in a strong grip, prying the teacher’s legs wide open as he moved to kneel between them. The young ninja’s manhood stood tall and proud; pulsing to the steady rhythm of Ryu’s heart. Miss Spencer’s eyes were glued to the long, thick shaft of flesh as it moved ever closer to her now dripping wet entrance.

“This is…this is…” Miss Spencer shook her head vaguely, but it was not a plea for Ryu to stop. As the head of Ryu’s rod parted Miss Spencer’s nether lips, she shook her head in rapturous awe. “This is…ohh…LORD!”

Ryu surged forward with his hips, rising up on his knees and sinking his cock deep into Miss Spencer’s vessel. His hands dropped down to cup the smooth curve of Miss Spencer’s butt, pulling the teacher’s hips up to meet his thrust. Miss Spencer’s head lolled back and her mouth went wide as she screamed with delight while Ryu began thrusting decisively.

The ninja watched silently as Miss Spencer writhed with pleasure as he pumped her, noting her subtle gasp of ecstasy as his cock drew back before plunging back in. Ryu studied Miss Spencer’s every reaction, rapt attention to every detail. Soon he realized that her affinity with Helena extended beyond music and culture. Miss Spencer was going to experience everything Helena loved, and Ryu simply hoped she could handle it.

“Hold tight to me, Miss Spencer.” Ryu whispered huskily as he lay down on top of the teacher’s naked body and wrapped his arms beneath her torso. Ryu allowed himself a moment to enjoy the feeling of Miss Spencer’s impressive breasts pressing against his bare chest. Then he cleared his mind. “Be brave, Miss Spencer.”

“What…aaahh…mmm… are you talking about?” Miss Spencer asked dreamily as Ryu’s smooth thrusts continued filling her depths with pleasure. She managed to wrap her arms around Ryu’s back as he had instructed. “Is something wrong?”

“Far from it.” Ryu smiled and kissed her full on the lips. “Prepare yourself.”

Ryu’s muscled thighs rippled as his feet dug into the mattress, driving his manhood to the hilt inside Miss Spencer’s hot flesh. His taut butt flexed, pounding away with incredible speed and power.

“AAAAHHHH!!!” Miss Spencer screamed at the top of her lungs. “YES! YES! LORD! Oh, YES!”

“Graaagh!” Ryu growled as he rutted into Miss Spencer. The teacher’s tight sheath squeezed down on his shaft as he thrust again and again.

Miss Spencer’s long legs wrapped around Ryu’s muscled buttocks and her arms crossed over his back in a total embrace. She pulled the ninja fast against her, burying her face against Ryu’s shoulder. Her muffled moans and cries of pleasure could barely be heard over the rhythmic slap of flesh against flesh as Ryu thrust on determinedly. Miss Spencer simply clung to Ryu, holding onto him as their bodies were joined together.

Ryu continued at a steady, forceful pace. It did not bother him that Miss Spencer was a passive lover. She never made a move, but the honest vulnerability he could feel in her embrace was far more intimate than a flashy display of sexual athleticism.

“Mmmmm! Nnnngghaaa!” Miss Spencer moaned into his shoulder as her moist sheath contracted in a strong spasm. She rode out her first orgasm, but Ryu was not finished with her yet.

“That was only the beginning of our night, Miss Spencer.” Ryu spoke low into the teacher’s ear while his hips continued pumping her without pause.

“But how can you…aaahh….AHHH!” Miss Spencer squealed with delight. She tightened her embrace, squeezing Ryu’s body just as her intimate folds squeezed his thrusting shaft. “Don’t stop…don’t…don’t stop…”

Ryu rode the beautiful blond teacher with a steady, driving rhythm. The air was filled with soft moans and the squeak of the mattress. At irregular intervals Miss Spencer would scream as she was cast into another orgasm, each seeming to be more intense than the last. As the minutes slipped by into hours, Ryu studied the woman writhing in ecstasy beneath him. He discovered that Miss Spencer’s lower lip would twist just before she came. She bit down on her tongue when Ryu changed the angle of his rod by just a few degrees to the right. The ninja did not climax; he was more concerned with the teacher’s pleasure.

After nearly a dozen orgasms, Ryu believed that Miss Spencer had experienced a sufficient sample of his virility. As he felt another climax beginning to take shape in Miss Spencer’s slick vessel, Ryu decided it was time to reach his own release. With five long, lingering thrusts, Ryu sent Miss Spencer’s body into a fit of pleasured spasms, internalizing his own powerful orgasm with sheer will.

“Aaaargh! Yes! Mmmm…” Ryu breathed deeply as his pleasure diffused slowly throughout his body. His hips finally slowed to a halt and he looked down at Miss Spencer’s sweaty bespectacled face. Her eyes were closed. “Have I passed your test?”

Miss Spencer made no response and did not open her eyes.

“Miss Spencer?” Ryu asked, raising his voice. He frowned and turned his head, lowering his ear to Miss Spencer’s chest. He could hear her heartbeat and she was still breathing steadily. “Miss Spencer, can you hear me?”

“She’s in shock.” Tina’s voice came from behind the closed bedroom door.

Ryu wrapped Miss Spencer in one of Tina’s spare robes and donned his own robe just as Tina entered the bedroom. The American wrestler gave Miss Spencer’s prone form a perfunctory glance and then turned to Ryu with a raised eyebrow.

“I did not mean to harm her.” Ryu frowned.

“You didn’t kill her, Ryu.” Tina patted him on the shoulder. “But think about it; she was a nearly 30 year old virgin who had sex with a super ninja. You gave her over a dozen orgasms, if I counted all her screams right. That’s a little much for a first time, don’t you think?”

“You are right.” Ryu nodded solemnly. “I was swept up in the moment.”

“I don’t think she’ll be complaining when she wakes up.” Tina smiled. “But you better take her to the medical station just in case.”

* * *


Ryu carried the unconscious Miss Spencer in his arms to the same medical facility underneath the arena complex where he had received his physical examination. Ignoring the strange glances from several passersby, Ryu walked straight past the automatic sliding doors and into the examination room.

“Ryu!” Anesthesia’s rich Australian accent was like a warm handshake. She was seated at a computer terminal but quickly stood when she saw the blond woman in Ryu’s arms. “Set her down on the table.” Anesthesia produced a flashlight and pried open Miss Spencer’s eyelids, checking her pupil dilation. “Who is she? What happened?”

“Her name is Miss Spencer. She lost consciousness as we were....together.” Ryu grimaced at his choice of words.

“You two were having sex?” Anesthesia’s eyes lit up with a look that made Ryu vaguely uncomfortable. “For how long?”

Ryu checked the clock on the wall. “Two hours.”

“Straight?” Anesthesia asked.

“Yes.” Ryu nodded.

“Did you ejaculate inside her?” Anesthesia asked flatly.

“I…no.” Ryu shook his head.

“In her mouth?” The nurse opened Miss Spencer’s robe and began inspecting the teacher’s naked body. “Perhaps on her breasts?”

“No.” Ryu frowned. “What does this have to do with her losing consciousness?”

“You had sex for two hours without having an orgasm?” Anesthesia asked, ignoring Ryu’s question. “Perhaps I should examine you again.”

“I internalize my climax.” Ryu explained calmly. “I feel the same pleasure, but I control the physical reaction.”

“Amazing.” Anesthesia shook her head in awe, but the excitement left her eyes. “You never fail to impress, Ryu.”

“Miss Spencer will recover?” Ryu stepped next to the bed as Anesthesia continued her examination.

“She’ll be good as new by morning.” Anesthesia smiled at Ryu. “I’ll keep her here for observation, but there’s no reason to worry. I don’t mean to rush you out, but I have some more test results to study.”

“Of course. I know she is in capable hands.” Ryu bowed and moved for the door. “Thank you, Anesthesia.”

“Any time, Ryu.” Anesthesia watched him leave. Once the doors closed, Anesthesia locked the mechanism. She returned to the examination table. She ran her hand up Miss Spencer’s thigh, over her stomach and cupped her right breast, squeezing the soft flesh gently.

“Beautiful.” The nurse whispered as she removed Miss Spencer's red glasses. Anesthesia reached into her pocked and produced a syringe filled with a bright blue solution. She sanitized a spot of skin on Miss Spencer’s neck and inserted the needle carefully into the comatose teacher. “Don’t worry, Miss Spencer. As Ryu said; you are in capable hands.”