“Where are we going?” Sierra whispered, gazing at the people inside the glass rooms as we walked through the Hall of Glass.
One room in particular that she couldn’t seem to pull her eyes away from had a woman bent at the hip with men in each of her holes.
“This way,” I hummed, amused.
Sierra sucked in a sharp breath and blushed, then continued with me down the hallway.
“For the first half of class, I became acquainted with other students’ prior experience. Since you conveniently missed it, I need you to show me the extent of your s****l experiences,” I said. “How far have you gone?”
“I, um … haven’t done much.”
I placed my hand on her lower back, restraining myself from dragging my hands all over her body, and guided her toward a private room in the back of Radiant, which was exclusi
