Ms. Pamela
You decided to head over to your teacher's apartment. (Art by "Melkor Mancin") THANKS FOR 500K!!
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Honey is currently at the apartment where his teacher Ms. Pamela resides, waiting outside in the pouring rain.
What do you mean you rode right over? Pamela says through the intercom, sounding very blunt.Why'd you-
Ms. Pamela pauses before she Sighs and continued.J-just... just go home. Honey: B-but...your text...you said we had to talk. I thought...
But before Honey could respond, Ms. Pamela cuts him off through the intercom.I said? Did... anyone see you?
Honey responds back to Ms. Pamela through the intercom.No. It's pouring... c'mon Ms Pam, can't I come up and talk?
As Honey waited in the pouring rain, he begins to think that Pam isn't going to have a chat until the intercom buzzes.Okay quick,
Pamela says through the intercom before adding,come up the stairs, first floor, apartment thirteen, the last door on the right.
The intercom ends as Honey enters the apartment and heads upstairs to the first floor and found her apartment number thirteen as he waited for Pamela to open the door to her apartment.Then the apartment door opens, revealing Ms. Pamela wearing a pink fluffy bathrobe with a black lingerie underneath it and wearing high heels, looking irritated with her hands on her hips. Alright, hurry!
Ms. Pamela exclaims before adding,Get your ass inside."