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She climbed aboard and took a seat close to the front. Normally she used the vibrator while lying on her bed. Sitting with the vibrator pushed up her ass added a totally different sensation. She was getting aroused again, starting to perspire. By the time the bus made its way across town, sweat was running down her arm pits. 'Oh, shit, I must smell like a bitch in heat,' Sally thought to herself. 'He'll know the minute I walk in the room that I wanked myself off before I came to meet him.'

Morgan's office was harder to find than Sally imagined, and she was 12 minutes late when she finally knocked on the door.

"Enter."

Sally opened the door and stepped into the room. The office was a modest size, maybe 10 feet by 12, with book shelves along one wall and file cabinets along the other. Morgan sat at the far end of the room, with his back to the door, working at his computer work station. Instead of a desk, there was a large table in front. Two wooden arm chairs, antique oak, the kind they used to have in Federal buildings and Post Offices, were on either side of the door, about six feet in front of the table.

Sally couldn't decide if she should sit or stand. Morgan didn't invite her to pull up a chair and sit, and his back was still to her.

"Yes?" from Morgan.

"I'm here to talk about my grades ..." Sally began hesitantly. This wasn't how she planned it.

"I know that. You barely earned a C on the first test. And now you're 12 minutes later."

"I'm sorry ... Sir ... the bus was late ..."

"That's not true. It runs on a published schedule and its always on time. You just didn't plan very well. And now you're making up a bullshit story to avoid the consequences of your actions."

Morgan was still looking at the computer screen. Over his shoulder Sally could see an image of a young woman, naked, kneeling on a bed, her head down, her shapely ass up in the air.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Morgan."

"So what did you want to talk about?"

"My grades ..."

"They suck," from Morgan. "You're either very lazy or very stupid."

That hurt. None of her teachers had ever criticized her like that.

"I'm not stupid. It's just that I didn't prepare for the exam."

"And so?"

"And so, I'd like to do something to earn 'extra credit.' Maybe you can suggest a research project?"

"If the answer to your essay question was any indication of your ability, I don't think you have the capacity to do independent research."

Christ, that hurt.

"Please, Sir, isn't there something I could do to earn extra credit, some project that you can direct me in? I really do need to pull up my GPA so I can get financial assistance - so that I can go away to college. If not, I'll have to live at home and go here to C.C. next year."

When Sally realized what she had just said, that she had just insulted her teacher by implying the C.C. was clearly second rate, Sally did feel incredibly stupid.

Slowly Mr. Morgan turned around in his chair. He was smiling a very sly smile. This was going to work out better than he had planned.

"So, which are you, Miss Hooper?"

"I'm afraid I don't understand, Sir."

"Abnormal Psychology. The students here at C.C. call this course 'Nuts and Sluts.' Most of them take it out of curiosity, to find out which they are. You don't seem crazy, so you must be a slut."

"I'm not either, Sir, a nut or a slut." Sally wasn't crazy. But considering that 30 minutes earlier she had masturbated in a public toilet, and still had a vibrator firmly lodged in her rectum, Morgan's second choice was a strong possibility.

Sally blushed and looked down at the floor. Having to stand in front of the teacher for this interrogation was making the young girl feel very uncomfortable. And how could he tell what a little pervert she really was?

Morgan didn't say anything for at least two or three minutes. Sally could feel the sweat running down her back as her discomfort increased..

"I think I have an idea for a research project." Morgan paused, and then he smiled. "Something to do with hypnosis, something I think you'll enjoy."

"I don't understand.

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