#bergen_county

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"Get up, lover" Siv whaps the satyr's hip with a pillow. They're at Piper's apartment, but the Fiona has made herself at home here when they're not feeling like the tree house "You're going to be late"

A bleary eye cracks. "Mmmmph? Late for what?" she reaches out, blindly groping to pull at Siv. "Come back to bed, you're letting all the warm out."

"School, " Siv artfully dodges allowing only finger brushes to strike her shapely calves "The farm? Remember?"

"I thought that was just for the kids. I'm over that stuff..." Sitting up and looking at the clock - a groan. "And I don't have to be at work until waaaaaay later."

Siv looks startled "No, it's got everything up to Seniors in high school, full accreditation. Over that stuff? What do you mean you're over that stuff. You're too smart to not at least get a GED"

Rubbing her fingers into her eyes to chase away the sleep a bit. "I mean, yeah, I can do that online I think? But I can always find work - music is pandemic proof, after all - or at least, strip clubs are, and they need music."

"The thought of being in another classroom just gives me the willies... not that the farm isn't neat and all."

"You playing music in a strip club is a master painter designing bubble gum wrappers, and most of them don't care enoguh for quality music when they can pipe in something from a youtube play list cobbled together by a horny 14 year old boy" She huffs "Come on... talk to the DeBukes.. they like you fine, and tell them what kind of education you're hoping for maybe they meet you half way? There's a lot to learn, and more tahn that, it's SOCIAL.. you love meeting other people"

She does look a bit guilty - technically her job is music related, but only just. "I guess it can't hurt to check it out. I mean, if a singer like Spenc' managed to come out of there, they have to have something going, right?" Then a sudden look of worry. "They DO have music classes going, for the young'uns, right? Not just focusing on the core blah-de-blah stuff and ignoring the so-called 'electives'?"

"Hark, is that the sound of a volunteer willing to offer her services in music teaching.. in exchange for credits?" Siv say, smiling

A blink, and she gives Siv a scowl - okay, it's more of a pout. "You're turning this around on me, aren't you?"

"Absolutely and ruthlessly" She nods honest about it, then smiles "But, a woman of education is SUCH a turn on for me"

She blinks, and gives a bit of a grin. "That explains something about that man we keep around." Up now, and leaning against Siv. "What do I get for straight A's?"

Siv feels her pulse heat at the notion of just where negotiations might lead, "Well my goodness if you get straight As, or even Bi As... " A wink and she plays with Piper's horns with finger tips "Well, I could put on a show for you, want me to sing hot for teacher while I undress? Or is it more for every A you make, you get to who ties what limb of who to which bed post? Four As could go a long way"

"Do you like Forays?" A purr

"Well, I can't promise A's, and you know I don't quite make it to C's." A small pout of a different nature as she leans against Siv, her chest pressing on her - perky, but not plentiful. "But you might make be a B-liever...."

A delighted laugh at the word play, and she says "Oh baby you sail MY High Seas quite well... and absolutely, even if you don't get all As, you and I will still fill each other's sails quite nicely" She cups the satyress up, pulls her to lip level, and gives her a kiss, a deep one, before parting saying "now, go get cleaned up, dressed, and educated for me"

A wink "And yourself"

A siiiigh as the kiss ends too early. "I'll go check it out. But if it's lame, I reserve the right to renegotiate!"

"If you just use that pretty tongue for talking on me I should be able to keep my brains in my skull to negotiate back" An unspoken not so sublte hint on the not talking being harder to resist "And thank you. "

"Now come scrub my back before the hot water runs out, and I'll get over to the footbridge in two shakes of my own tail."

"Nice tail, and YES your perky majesty" A grin and she swats lightly at Piper's rear but follows to the bathroom to grab the soap

Suds with buds, putting on some duds, then off to the land of the... spuds. And squash, of course, but that doesn't rhyme.

Alas!

(End scene only to resume elsewhere err at the farm)