Lottie Matthews was insatiable.

Ever since you met her, you had been under her spell. You had joined her little group on campus (which was actually a cult, but the college officials hadn’t pieced that together yet). Everyone followed her, but you were her closest follower. You would trail after her dutifully like a puppy. You would go out of your way to see her and ask questions, and you hung on to her every word.

You had met her at the closest bar to campus one late night. She seemed funny and kinda seemed like your type. One conversation and she was spending the night. You had fallen for her just like that.