Emma and Daphne

Matt took the gun and studied it. He somehow knew how it worked. His office hours were over, so he packed his leather messenger bag with tests he needed to grade, picked up the gun and left.

As he walked across campus to the faculty parking lot, he spotted Trina's toadies the blonde Emma and the light brown haired Daphne mugging for a photo.

After Emma got her camera back from the girl who took the photo, Matt walked up the pair and zapped each with gun.

"What's up, professor," said Emma. "New toy?"

Matt decided on a test. "It's a device that lets me know how young women can look their most attractive."

"Really?" asked Daphne. "Tell me how!"

Vain bitch, thought Matt. "Well, for you, you'd look super sexy with absolutely no hair on your body, no eyebrows, no hair on your head, nothing."

"Wow, that does make sense," said Daphne.

"What about me?" asked Emma.

"You would be just as attractive it not more, if you shaved a three inch strip right down the center of your head - all the way from forehead to neck."

Emma ran a hand through her hair. She smiled.