Ory suddenly squealed in excitment, making us all jump in the fading light, "RIGHT ON! Meet us over by the taco truck, okay, dude?"
Marcus grinned at Ory, nodding his head, "Okay," and headed toward the 3D dorm.
After what seemed like an hour, Marcus joined us at the taco truck. Ory's argument with the guy about the coupons from which only I benefited finally ended, and we took the paved path toward 1A.
The vast difference between the grounds of 3D and 1A, even in the now dark, was amazing. A walkway lit by small lights and the formal fence enclosing the area around the dorm covered in sleeping vines and flowers was astonishing. Bushes greeted us, manicured in the shapes of turtles, rabbits, and even a large elephant, as we got closer to the gate.
"Now, here's the fun part," Ory whispered to Marcus and me, "Sicah, do your magic!"
I was expecting actual magic, like maybe a wand and jumbled chants, but it was something far more impressive.
Sicah went up to the secured gate, which had a large monitor and keypad for a passcode. I watched the demon blow on the small camera lens with his breath, fogging it before pushing the call button.
"Name and ID," a deep husky feminine voice came over the monitor.
"In moonlight and rain, we'll meet again, loving as if time… never… stopped," Sicah responded, singing in a surprisingly great voice.
I wanted to laugh at the absurdity when I heard the lock on the large iron gate click.
"The security guard here is having an affair with Professor Gear, and Sicah here knows the man's secret phrase when he wants to get him some big demon booty. It took weeks for Sicah to perfect it," Ory boasted as we all quickly went through the gate.
"Hurry, we need to hide because she'll make her way out here to find him," Sicah said, leading us behind some thorny flower bushes.
Just then, I heard the sound of automatic doors, another detail showing the status difference between 1A and 3D.
"She's coming," Ory whispered excitedly.
Next to me, Marcus was silent, but his eyes held a look of worry.
"You okay?" I asked quietly as he shifted and nodded nervously, "Uh, yeah, I'm fine, but what if we get caught?"
He said it loud enough that Ory heard him and turned crouched next to us, "We won't get caught, dude. Officer Titanic is too worried about getting some booty!"
I had to cover my mouth when I looked through the small opening in the rounded bush. She was indeed titanic, standing well over 6 feet and the size of a truck.
Rather than walking, she almost waddled, her long thick tail swinging behind her with the momentum of her weight. The small black horns were almost unnoticeable with her short black bob, and her skin was a similar shade of red to Office Pansy, but her cherub-like cheeks gave her a girlish, cute look. What caught my attention the most was the two giant watermelons that bounced up and down on top of her stomach. The female demon had enough breasts to supply a whole country.
"Damn, she is ALOT of a woman," Sicah said, watching her, his eyes following each bounce of her breasts too.
Ory also nodded, staring, "That's why Professor Gear is sleeping with her. Have you met his partner? Uh, the poor guy was matched with a stick, and to top it off, I heard she hates sex! Can you imagine having a sex slave that hates sex?"
I nodded, understanding all too well. I once had a girlfriend that appalled sex, saying it was messy and gross. Of course, it didn't help that she wasn't physically attracted to me. I often thought maybe if I were rich and good-looking, she would have slept with me.
Ory was mumbling something when Sicah whispered, "Shhh," putting his finger against his lips.
The female officer walked past us and over to the gate, looking around, "Gearbear, you there, sweetheart? I'm here, but we'll need to be quick, I can't leave my post too long, or someone will report me again. So, Gearbear, where are you, darling?"
Marcus and I looked at each other and mouthed Gearbear before I looked over at Sicah, "Her pet name for him," he mouthed back.
I nodded, thinking having pet names for each other was a bit endearing.
After a few minutes of waiting and looking around, she pushed aside bushes by the gate, calling out for him more.
"She's going to catch us. I just know it," Marcus whispered in a panicked voice.
"Stay still. She won't catch us, Marcus. Trust me, Ory and I have done this plenty of times. She falls for it every time," Sicah whispered, trying to calm him.
Marcus held back a squeak covering his mouth as the large demon woman approached. She finally stopped less than ten feet from the rounded bush we were hiding behind and put her hands on her hips.
"You swore you wouldn't play tricks like this, Gear. It's making me wonder if you truly love me! Please come out, I'm so horny. It will only take us a few minutes this time. I promise not to make you wait!"
I heard Ory snicker before he slapped both hands over his mouth. It felt kind of thrilling, like I was 16 again, hiding in the girl's locker room. Of course, not voluntarily. Some of the school's bullies had shoved me in there. Still, it was worth getting caught in the end. I had witnessed several combinations of matching panties and bras I never knew existed.
"Man, I feel sorta bad," Sicah said quietly, looking at Marcus and me.
"Bad? I feel like I'm going to be sick," Marcus whispered back.
A sudden cry made us jump as the female officer wailed, "I HATE you, Gearbear. This is the fourth time! I don't want to see you EVER again!"
She turned back toward the 1A dorm, and with something like a waddled run, she went back, leaving us undiscovered.
"Good going, Sicah. You just destroyed their love, dude," Ory said playfully, punching Sicah in the shoulder as we stood.
"Nah, she said that last time, but I am pretty sure Professor Gear convinces her otherwise. You can always tell when he's gotten laid. He comes to a class full of energy and smiles ear to ear."
I laughed, knowing I'd probably do the same if I got laid.
Marcus shuddered beside me, "Uhg, I don't understand. I mean, her face is pretty, but why her?"
He was referring to the officer and her size, so I felt the need to defend her, "Why not? Everyone has those they like, find attractive, and want sex with. It isn't always the outside package that turns a man on, Marcus. It all depends on what you like on your plate."
He stared at me, confused, but then Ory piped in, "Yeah, even Officer P has someone he's seeing. Although, to be straight, I think it's a student here, but Sicah thinks I'm imagining things."
Just then, Sicah cleared his throat, and Marcus shifted, looking away, "Yeah, well, can we please get this over with? I'm starting to have regrets."
Sicah chuckled, shaking his head at Marcus as he led us through some thick hedges to the side of the tall stucco-painted dorm.
I could suddenly hear voices when we exited the hedge facing a small clearing. Sicah quickly ran behind the shorter hedge made of more thorny bushes encompassing a very nice courtyard full of lounge chair settings, a pool, and several hot tubs.
"I'm still impressed every time I see it. But, it's not fair, just because of their Master status," Ory whispered to us as we crouched again next to Sicah.
"It's like this all the time, and I agree. We don't even have a place to play basketball, let alone a damn picnic table," Sicah whispered in resentment.
I nodded in agreement, but I was also older and understood how things went. A hierarchy was a bitch, and unless you had what they had, you were doomed forever sitting on the outside wishing.
Students were gathered, sitting in lounge chairs, swimming, and relaxing in the large hot tub. It would seem like a typical human late-night pool party until you spotted the horns and tails that some of them displayed on their bodies. What was even more out of place was the wait staff. All of them were female, carrying trays of drinks and food, wearing only black strips of fabric, barely covering a nipple or that narrow sweet spot between the legs.
Just then, as if someone hit the pause button on tv, everyone partying froze. I looked at Sicah and Ory, who stared frozen toward the courtyard.