"Uh huh," Alecto grunted dismissively. "I think your naïve view of how little darkness there is in the world is quite clearly. Luckily, your duty is to assist me in creating curriculum for this course not dictating it. Wouldn't you say?"
"All day?" Alecto purred. "That must have been torturous..." Her hand reached down to toy with the hem of Spencer's skirt. "What do you have under there, Miss Fawcett? Have you donned something under your skirt for the assignment I gave you?" she asked.