Who is your date?

Mlle. Léa Dupond, French lectrice

The alluring twenty seven year old blonde is wearing a short, long sleeved white dress with a deep cowl neck and a pair of sparkly diamanté stilettos, a sequinned bag on one shoulder, but no coat. Her golden tresses are plaited around her head in a sort of crown and she has on more make up than you've seen before (at least since you found the Rulebook), but it's still subtle and emphasizes rather than dominates her pretty face. She used to be the only female member of staff at the college you would have described as attractive and messing with reality has only made her more desirable.

"Please come in, Mlle. Dupond," Jie invites your guest across the threshold, having been thoroughly briefed on your plans for tonight at your meeting earlier today. "May I take your dress?"

Léa steps in with an elegant smile and is about to greet you when she realizes what your grad-student just said. She looks from one to the other of you, wondering how to respond, then her smile become impish and she replies.

"Of course. Thank-you…"

"Jie, Mademoiselle."

The lectrice slips the bag off her shoulder and then the dress follows it, revealing a fully nude young woman whose hourglass figure is only enhanced by the smattering of marks from the spankings you've given her over the past couple of days. She steps out of the wispy cloth and hands it to the student who deftly relieves her of it, draping the garment carefully over one arm before gesturing Léa to continue on into the house. The sensual blonde returns the bag to her shoulder and walks up to you without a trace of bashfulness, standing enticingly close to plant a kiss on each of your cheeks. You're relieved that she's reacted as you hoped she would, seeming to enjoy the thrill of being nude in front of her date and the hostess who'll soon be serving the meal she prepared.

"Well, Jaques, I might have known this evening would turn out to be interesting. Will I be eating at the table tonight, or am I to spend it kneeling at your feet?"

You affect a look of mild astonishment when you reply. "It's funny you should mention that, Léa, because…"