That was Ian Jacobs, he's always been a bit of a goof ever since he offered to show me around this place when we first met. We did everything together... heck we almost still do. He was a little bit shorter than me with short black hair that he liked to spike up with gel, unlike me he's too lazy to excersise so he's got quite an average build to him.Then there were the two girls, Kelly Aldritch and Ashley Dixon, well where do I begin? Kelly was your typical athletic girl, her well tanned and. N. and B.B.C."Now's the time. "How about B.C.S?" B.C.S.?" B.C.S. The Baltimore Chesapeake Station." Why them?" Better yet, who are they?"I've connections with them." Really? Like who?" My mother is a reporter there." Really? What does she usually cover?" Human interest stories." She ever do the science beat?" No. But she doesn't need to understand how it works to report on what it's doing."Jacob scratched his chin for a minute. "True. But it might have helped." Jacob, you do know that nobody in. The one I had was good enough but it was getting a bit worn. We spend a good ten minutes chatting and flirting away. I admire her petite body. I would love to suck on her small titties but it isn’t to be. I thank her for her help but need some more savings to get the new laptop.Thankfully Brad’s car is gone when I get back home. “Mom” I shout as I enter the house.“Robbie?? Is that you?” Her voice came from upstairs.“Yeah” I reply as I dump my bag down and slump onto the sofa. I pick up the tv. It had been converted into a Sex Ed lab. All around the room there were soft divans that could double as sitting or lounging areas. The windows were shaded, the floors carpeted, the lighting soft, and it had a stereo playing soft music. The general color scheme was dark reds to help the passion along.The students all stared as they followed me into the lab. "Choose a divan with your partner." There was some hesitation as it sunk in. They were really going to learn about sex, not just from a dry.