Another Day at County College

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Mr. Alastair Summers, Biology Tutor & Tennis Coach.

40 years old, 6 feet tall, 170 lbs, divorced, lives on a private estate, with gated access, due to his ex-wife being from a rich family and he got a lot of money in the divorce settlement, but wants to continue with his job.


Alastair sat behind his desk and examined the faces of those new students as they walked into his class on the first day of the new academic year.

He was pleased to see that several of this class were young women. He hoped they were as bright as they were attractive.

One girl in particular caught his eye; a gorgeous brunette, slim & petite, just over five feet tall, long dark hair, with a slight curl in it, big brown eyes, slightly tanned, and it looks natural, no orange 'sunbed rash'.
 
Name: Hannah (Annie)
Age: Eighteen
Height: 5"2
Looks: long dark brown/almost black hair that curls down her back, large brown eyes, slim and petite. 32B with a slight tan.

To say Hannah was excited would be an understatement, it was her first day at college and she was determined to make it a good one. Hannah was the type of girl that liked to be in the background, sure she was smart and although Hannah did not see it, she was attractive, but she was shy and she wasn't often centre of attention due to this fact, with only lowered her self esteem.

Hannah walks into her first class, glancing around the room, only a few students were already seated along with the professor. Hannah smiles softly at him, as she walks past him, slipping into the desk at the front, practically bouncing in her seat due to her eargerness to learn.
 
As the last of the students filed into the classroom and found a spare desk to sit behind, Alastair opened his laptop and hit a key.

The screen behind him burst into life.

"BIOLOGY 101" it said.

He then stood, and addressed the new students.

"Welcome to Biology 101. I am Mr. Summers, your tutor this year. I will do everything in my power to ensure you get the grades you need to progress to University, or Medical School, or wherever you wish to go after here. All I ask in return is that you give me your best attention, spare no effort in your studies and treat everyone with respect. Does that sound like a fair deal?"

Most of the class nodded, or said something like "Yes, Mr. Summers."

Satisfied, he moved on.

"Biology. This course will be a step up from the stuff you covered at School. More technical knowledge, more in depth knowledge will be needed to pass your exams at year end. We will look at Human Biology." A couple of suppressed snickers from a couple of guys at the back of the room, made him pause.

"For those of you interested in porn, you will find that in Computer Studies, one floor up. Thank You gentlemen!"

He then continued.
"We will also look at Botany, Zoology, and an introduction to Entomology."

"Can anyone explain to the class what that is?"
 
Hannah listens to him attentively as he speaks to the class, Hannah had always been fascinated about this particular subject, which is one of the reasons she had decided to become a doctor. She giggles with the rest of the class as he speaks firmly to the guys in the back, but her face also turned a dark shade of red at the mention of 'porn'

Hannah pulls out a pad and pen ready to take notes on what he had to say. As soon as he asks the question she wants to answer, but she is still not comfortable with the surrondings.. so she allows another person to answer, while she just listens, taking it all in, she had a strong feeling that this year was going to be quite good.. hard but good.
 
As a number of students put up their hand to answer the question, Alastair notices the petite brunette he liked the look of, sat at the front, and she didn't want to answer.
He did notice that she blushed when he mentioned porn. That was more interesting than her not wanting to answer his question.

He points to a guy in the middle row, and asks the young man.
"Yes, Mr.?"
"Collins, Simon Collins, Mr. Summers. Entomology is the study of insects."
"Well done, Mr.Collins. Gold Star for you!"

As Alastair asks several more questions, he throws one in to see if he can get a reaction.

"We will examine Human Biology in great detail. Those of you wishing to attend a Medical School would do well to pay attention during these lectures!"

He then pauses, looking directly at the petite brunette and places a finger upon his chin, as if thinking.

"Actually, I don't lecture like many other Biology tutors. I prefer to think of the lessons as interactive learning experiences."

"Who wishes to learn about Human Biology, and what a fascinating piece of natural engineering the human species is?"

Again, he looks directly at the petite brunette. Then he points at her.
"Miss? How interested are you in Human Biology?"
 
Hannah hears the question, but doubts that it is towards her, so she just keeps her eyes on the pad, until she hears the silence. Fear grips her as she looks up at him slowly, shocked to feel his eyes on her along with the rest of the class. Hannah gulps loudly, shifting nervously in her seat as she tries to come up with something to say.

"I uh.." she starts, hearing a few people giggling in the background, which only serves to make her more nervous.. What kind of question is that anyway?... how is one supposed to answer that.

"Very interested?" she says, her voice warm and soft, but what was supposed to be a statment comes out as more of a question, Hannah mentally smacks herself for her lame statment as she looks at him with an apologetic smile, her eyes pleading for him not to call on her again.
 
"You make that sound like a question, Miss.....?"

"Hopefully you will pay more attention and express a little more enthusiasm in future?"

Although the comment is desgined to sting her into paying attention, there is warmth behind his eyes.

"What do you wish to study after you graduate here?"
 
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Hannah blushes softly "Smith.. An.. Hannah smith" she corrects herself, doubting the her teacher wanted to know her childhood nickname.. well it wasn't really a nickname anymore, everyone called her it, friends, family, everyone.

"Sorry I guess I'm just nervous" she says simply as she breathes deeply, forcing herself to relax. "But I want to study medcine, I want to become a doctor.. well more specifically a pediatrician.. I have always wanted to work with children, to help them" she tells them, knowing that she is rambling, she quickly shuts her lips tightly, dropping her eyes back to the desk.
 
"An admirable goal, Hannah. Keep paying attention, and I'll give you the best start you could possibly have, OK?"

The rest of the lesson passes quickly with several more questions being asked and answered and at the end, Alastair passes out a questionnaire.

"Please fill this in now, and complete it before next lesson. It gives me a better idea of you areas of interest, within the sphere of Biology. Hannah, please take one and pass them on."

He passes the pile of questions to you, and watches you with interest.

As you scan the questions, a section catches your eye.

Headed: Sexual Interests.

The question that really catches your attention is:
"Which sexual practices excite you most, and why. Please elaborate as much as necessary?"
 
Hannah nods as she takes the papers he hands her, holding the stack out to the back, when something catches her eye, Sexual interest? there was no way she would be answering that, the papers fall from her hands onto a pile on the floor.

Snapping out of it. "sorry" she quickly apologizes, leaning over to pick them up and turning to hand it to the girl behind of her.

Hannah begins to fill in the questionaire, answering the basic questions, but skipping a few particually the 'sexual interest one's' she finally finishes the paper, in less than five minutes, pushing it away from her.
 
Alastair looked up & saw ....Hannah had pushed her 'special' questionairre away from her.

"Students, some of the questions may seem strange, but please answer them all. It will help me give you the best possible experience whilst you're here."

Again, he looked pointedly at Hannah.
 
Hannah looks up at him as she tries to decide whether to answer to questions or not.. either way she lost and she was struggling to decide what to do, for a start she had never disobeyed a teacher before, but she couldn't give those details to him, she didn't even know them herself.

Sighing she takes the paper picking up a pen. I don't know is all that she writes, before doodling on the edge of her paper, wanting to appear busy, while wishing that the ground would open up and swallow her.
 
Alastair noticed Hannah doodling, and stood up from behind his desk, and approached hers.
"Have you finished already?" He asked, with an edge of concern in his voice.
He had hoped she would just jot down answers blithely, as young people tend to nowadays.

He picked up her questionnaire, and flicked through it, noting her 'I don't know' comment.

He lowered his voice, and bent down to speak to her, so other students couldn't hear:
"It's part of the syllabus - stay behind, and we can talk. It should have been covered by your previous teachers. I can help you privately, if you think it would help?"

He then took the questionnaire back to his desk, and flicked through it some more. her answers were detailed and accurate. She was obviously a good and attentive student.

That made him want her even more, if that were possible.

He waited for the bell to ring, so he could dismiss the other students and chat to Hannah privately.
 
Hannah had answered all of the questions with as much detail as possible, eager to show her interest and her knowledge, but for some reason she couldn't bring herself to answer that one. She blushes as he points this out to her, but to her relief he offers to help her with it. "Thank you" she whispers softly, accepting his help as he walks away from her.

She watches with interest as he flickers through the paper, reading over her answers, she wondered what he was thinking.. and what her answers were like compared to the other students... better, worse?

The final bell rings, signalling the end of the class, as each student stands up walking out and placing the papers on his desk as they do. As soon as they are gone, Hannah stands slowly, making her way over to him.

"It's nice of you to help me out like this.. thank you" she says shyly as she shifts from foot to foot, standing infront of his desk.
 
Alastair looks up at her smiling.
"It's no problem - my pleasure, in fact. There's another class due in here, As far as I'm aware you don't have any other lectures today, we could walk down to my office and talk there - over coffee too, is that all right?"
 
Hannah nods quickly in acceptance, she was finding it a big surprise how different college was from high school.. she would never have coffee in a teachers office back then.

"Sure " Hannah says simply, "but.. if you don't mind me asking, how exactly are you going to help me?" Hannah cannot help but enquire, her curious nature overtaking her.
 
Alastair laughed at her question, but in a way to show he was admiring her curiosity, not laughing at her lack of knowledge.
"I have several text books we can refer to, and there are plenty of videos online. I have a laptop in my office, which we can use."

He looked over at her as they walked, she really was a beauty.

"It's not just humans who enjoy sex you know?" He said. "It's well documented that in several species of primates, the females will only mate with a dominant male, due to the likelihood of their offspring being successful. Although it has been observed that a female will trade sexual favoiurs with another male, for a greater share of the power within social group."

He looked to her for a reaction, holding a door open for her, as they walked into the tutor's wing.
 
Hannah gasps loudly at his blunt use of words, and immediatly cringes her face heating up again.. in all reality she knew that she should not be so embarrassed about it, especially if she wanted to do this course and become a doctor she would have to get used to it, but it was hard for her. Still what he said was interesting and she couldn't help but wonder if it was true...

"I understand that" Hannah says "but..." she trails off hoping that he will get her meaning. "I still don't understand what that question was for, I mean what do I have to answer that for? I mean what did everyone else say?" Hannah asks him softly, hoping for some sort of clue as she continues to follow him.
 
"Oh, there were all sorts of answers, that I saw. Several students haven't finished their papers, so probably want to consider their answers first."

He paused and then continued.
"One student stated that she preferred anal sex, because she can't get pregnant that way. This is certainly true, but it also shows me how aware that student is with regards to the act of sexual congress and the differnt methods available. As a Doctor, even a paediatrician, you will encounter patients who wrestle with their gender identity, and their sexual role. Teenagers find this notoriously difficult."

He stopped at a door, & opened it.
"Ahh - here we are!"

He ushered her inside and closed the door.

The office was small, but well equipped, a desk, three chairs, a filing cabinet, and a small window.
 
Hannah's eyes widen "anal sex?" she squeaks out, she had honestly never even considered anything like that, she cannot believe that one of her classmates wrote this, but she supposed that she had a point about it. "I know that I am going to have to become more comfortable talking about it, but you see in my family it is not something we talk about.. or my friends, I don't really have much experience" Hannah admits, blushing as she realises what she has just told him.. the truth is Hannah came from a small time and it wasn't a common thing to talk about.

Hannah steps inside quickly as she walks further inside, standing awkwardly as she waits for him to offer her a seat, not wanting to make assumptions.
 
Alastair steps up to his desk and pulls a chair out for Hannah. He indicates she should sit, by patting the seat cushion.

"Please, Hannah, sit. Can I offer you coffee, or tea?"

He then stands up and walks to a bookshelf and pulls out a book, which he flicks through, then returns to his seat next to her.

He shows her that the Book is entitled "Sexual Positions and Praticalities in the 21st. Century".

As he returns to the page in question, he shows her a picture of a man kneeling behind a woman on a bed, she is wearing black lingerie and stockings, with heels, and he is naked, about to enter her.

"This is what I was talking about." Alastair says matter of factly.
 
"Tea please" Hannah says as she sits down on the seat leaning back and then sitting up again straight suddenly remembering where she is.

Hannah takes a look at the book, glancing down at it, and she gasps at the picture, she could not believe what he was showing her,

"Sir.. I hardly think that is appropriate" HAnnah says her eyes dropping to her lap and her face heating up, she was embarrassed, and besides sex wasn't really like that was it... "I thought we were just talking" she adds.
 
Alastair continued brewing the tea as he spoke.
"Oh, we are, Hannah. I'm sorry if that shocked you, but for some people sex isn't about love and romance,well not all the time. For some people it is about anamalistic lust, passion and wanting someone else."

He continued:
"Some people, particularly women, and one in your class, who shall remain nameless like to be tied up as a part of the love-making process, to allow them to do things they would never consider doing on their own. The fact they have given control of the situation to their partner takes away their responsibility for their actions, so they can enjoy the sex more."

He now poured the tea and bring a bowl of sugar lumps and a spoon, returned to the desk, and handed a cup to Hannah; then placed the bowl of sugar and spoon on the desk, for her to use as she wished. He sipped his own cup of tea before placing it on the smooth wooden surface.

He reached over and turned over a few more pages, so Hannah could see a couple practicing bondage. The man had tied the woman spead-eagled, face up to a bed, and was in the process of performing oral sex.
"This is called bondage. Where one partner ties another. For some it heightens the pleasure. The man is performing what is called 'cunnilingus', that is when a man uses his mouth to pleasure a woman. In slang it's often referred to as 'going down on her', or 'licking her out'. When a woman does it to a man, it's called 'Fellatio', or more commonly a 'blowjob'.
Have you heard of any of these terms?"
 
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Hannah takes her tea.. she didn't like suger in her tea so she just begins to drink it.

"Please I don't want to look at the pictures." Hannah admits as she turns away from them, but she knew that she could not disobey him so she answers his question.

"Well for a start it does make sense to me.. I mean if someone tied me down and did those things to me.. I wouldn't feel the guilt that is expected of me" Hannah admits quietly, she came from a very strict family and she was expected to stay a virgin until she was married.

"I knew the slang terms but not the proper ones.. " she adds, hoping that this wasn't going to go on for much longer.
 
Alastair sits beside her again, and sips his tea, once more.

"Have you never wondered how it felt - to be pleasured, Hannah. Don't tell me you've never touched yourself, and liked it?"

He leans over and closes the book, then starts up the laptop.

After a minute a movie starts playing, showing a young woman, much like Hannah, having cunnilingus performed on her by an older man. Evidently, she is enjoying herself very much!
 
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