Sexy Student

Leila

There was a silence in the room. A good silence. They were hanging on every word. I had learned to speak their language in a way that they could understand and relate to. It helped make the stories come alive so the students were able to relate to the trials and tribulations of the poor misunderstood gods.

“He killed her?” someone offered.

I looked at Christopher and smiled. “Dear Heph, did you kill me?” I asked in a high-pitched voice.

He slowly shook his head. “Death would have been a kindness.”

I raised an eyebrow. “You think so?”

“Yes.”

“Is this the scarlet letter story?” one of the guys asked.

I groaned. “No, wrong century.”

I heard Christopher mutter something under his breath. I looked at him and had to fight not to laugh.

“Hephaestus wasn’t interested in killing his wife or the man she’d lain with,” I started. “He wanted to embarrass her. Humiliate her. He probably thought no one would believe him. He needed proof. How would he get proof?”

“We’re assuming they didn’t hav