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middle of our discussion.
    When I stepped into
Damien Reed's office, I held my head high, displaying as much fake
confidence as I could muster. I closed the door and took a seat
before he even had a chance to tell me to, which I'm certain he would
have.
    “ You
wanted to speak to me about my grades?” I said, preparing
myself for the worst.
    “ No.”
He shook his head. “That was just a front to get you here so we
could talk.”
    “ Talk
about what?” I crossed one leg over the other, smoothing down
the front of my skirt.
    He hesitated, as if
he wasn't sure how to begin. “I offer a special after school
class on sex education.”
    “ Mister
Reed,” I said, purposely trying to get under his skin. “I
have a full load of coursework as it is. I don't have time to take on
another class, especially one as unnecessary as sex ed.”
    “ It's
. . . not that kind of class.” His brown eyes darkened, and
there was a flash of uncertainty behind them.
    Now my interest was
piqued. Was this redemption? Was he actually offering me more than
meets the eye? Despite how angry I was with him, there was an
unmistakable stirring in my loins at the thought. I squeezed my
thighs together, trying to suppress it. My professional mannerisms
were fading, and I had to fight to keep the act up and seem
disinterested.
    “ Well,
what kind of class is it then?”
    “ It's
not the type of class I typically offer to my college students. It's
a very intimate class, delving into sexual nature and fantasy.”
    The way he said it
made all the sensitive areas in my body light up like Christmas
lights. Just the mention of the word 'fantasy' caused my nipples to
begin to perk. I sure had plenty of fantasies about Damien Reed, and
this sounded like a good way to explore them further.
    “ If
you don't offer it to your college students, then why are you
offering it to me?”
    “ You
seem like a very sensual woman. I thought you might be able to
benefit from it.”
    My heart fluttered
in my chest. He sees me as a . . . sensual woman. It took
everything in me to suppress a lecherous grin.
    Damien pulled a
folded up piece of paper from his desk drawer and handed it to me.
“We would meet in the afternoons on Saturday and Sunday for
about an hour. All the sessions are one-on-one, so you don't have to
worry about feeling uncomfortable. You don't need to give me your
decision now. If you're interested, turn that paper into me before
the end of the week, and I'll call you to give you my address, so we
can start your lessons this upcoming weekend. If you're not
interested, you can simply throw that questionnaire away and pretend
I never said anything.
    “ Please
don't open that paper until you get home. There's nothing
incriminating on it, but I would prefer you handle it with
discretion.”
    “ How
much would the class cost?” I asked.
    “ I'll
take you on pro bono.” He smiled.
    The paper burned a
hole in my backpack all the way home. I desperately wanted to open it
as soon as I got in my car, but decided to respect Damien's wishes.
By the time I pulled into my father's driveway, I couldn't wait any
longer. I dug the piece of paper out and flipped it open to look at
the contents. Down the front was a list of questions, all sexual in
nature.
    Ignoring all other
homework, I went to work answering the questionnaire as soon as I got
inside. My responses to the questions were as follows:

How many men have
you had sex with?
    None.
Place a check mark
next to the things you have experience with:
Vaginal intercourse
__
Anal intercourse __
Intercourse with a
same sex partner __
Giving oral sex __
Receiving oral sex
__
What do you have
experience with not listed above?
    Dry humping.
Do you enjoy
watching other people have sex or enjoy being watched while you're
having sex?
I enjoy watching __
I enjoy being
watched __
I don't like
watching but enjoy being watched __
I don't like being
watched but enjoy watching others __
I don't enjoy
watching or being watched