“Let’s leave,” I say into her ear.She turns and says, “My boyfriend is on his way.”“Forget him, I want you, now.”She laughs and continue... to dance. I become frustrated and grab her around the waist and pull her closer. Our lips meet, we kiss and her tongue is warm and tastes of tequila.“Come, trust me, you will not regret it,” I say into her ear.“I’m not sure.”“Yes, you are or you wouldn’t have flirted with me earlier.”She scans the area and then takes my hand. “Okay, let’s go, but I have to be. " Cool." It wasn't like I had plans.I did have chemistry that afternoon. Mrs. Hinkler paired us off for an experiment using lots of test tubes and open flame. I got Sheila Garcia who was one of those vampire, all black wearing goth wannabes that never crossed my path. While she set up the tubes, I got the burner going and put my hand over the flame just to see how long I could hold it there. Every time it got hot, I pulled my hand back. Peter made me promise I wouldn't self inflict damage. Following this visit, I had the weekend to think about what had been happening, and decided that I needed to tell her about my view of her privates, as I liked her company, but couldn't continue with things they way they were. I could barely converse with her as I stared at her brightly covered crotch.Monday morning arrived as it always does, and I dragged myself out of bed and onto the bus. Reaching the office I confirmed my intention to confront her when she came in, and then Vance turned up.. The Professor was talking; With a knowing smile. “I deliberately gave you a short first session, Stefan; So as to have a good experience to take note of, While minimizing risks. I’m sorry if I rudely interrupted your fantasy; But once you’d climaxed, I thought it the ideal time to end your session; And start recording and sifting through data.” I still felt I was sort of getting my bearings; And I certainly couldn’t stifle the feeling that the Professor had, indeed, rudely interrupted. After.