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Story: Dean's Delinquent

“Look. Can you just check her out for me? Please?”

“I need a reason to pull her in. I can’t just do a random physical. Students have rights, you know.”

“Fuck. I forgot. Not all of them are members of The Society. Damn it.”

“What do you think is going on here? Maybe that will help me out.”

“I don’t know. She seems jittery maybe. Just overwrought?”

A soft chuckle vibrates my chest. “It’s a college campus. Everyone here probably has an illegal amount of caffeine in their systems.”

“Well, what do you suggest then, genius?”

“What about a random test to prepare for a match? I don’t know. like piss in a jar and give blood.”

“Oh. Actually. That will work. We have a big meet up in a few weeks. That’s perfect. I’ll send her your way. Thanks. Her name is Tasha Bedingfield.”

“Don’t mention it,” I call out as he jogs away again.

All those years in medical school and a residency only to be a lackey for the teachers at Loftry. My, how the mighty have fallen. The only consolation is knowing I’ll soon have my hands on such a pretty girl. And, with any luck, I might be able to ferret out a secret or two. It’s high time I find my own little plaything here at Loftry.