Well the children were pretty nervous,because although their old teacher Otis Drake,a chubby friendly fellow,seemed normal
and competent enough,his sister Miss Elvira Drake,who lived with (currently) missing Otis in creepy old Dranke Manor in Drakeville,wasn't very friendly at all,nor was she chubby.
So when suddenly the children heard the pack of barking dogs racing down the hallways of Drake School for Misbehaving Children,the girls started fidgeting naervously.
The boys,too besotted with testosterone
were still lustily staring at Miss Circen as she merrily gave a lesson on
Greek mythology.
The barks of the approaching dogs was getting louder and when the girls saw that neither their substitute teacher nor the boys in the class seemed to sense the approaching danger,they fidgeted in their seats even more.
The final straw came when the curvaceous blonde that was Miss Circen began babbling to the enchanted boys about the enchantress
Circe.
The girls had already guessed intuitively that
Miss Circen was either the real Circe or a wannabe Circe and were
dismayed their teacher was babbling off secrets that a smart cookie of a enchantress would have kept quiet about.
So the girls rose as one and headed for the door but the door suddenly burst open and there stood a furiously ticked off
Elvira Drake,with her brother Otis in a large bathrobe and a hundred sex crazed rottweillers looking at his lustily.
Elvira Drake gave the unseated girls a frosty glower and the girls hastily rushed back to their seats
and waited for the Voice of Doom that was Elvira Drake to speak.
Which she did,ignoring the girls and still enchanted boys she stroke up to Miss Circen and said....