It's not hardcore porn

Most of Dean Hyde's proposal is pretty simple. She wants to trade a scholarship for the rights to Ashley's image. There is some back and forth negotiating because Ashley won't agree to have a camera crew follow her into class, which would be distracting for her and everyone else trying to study there, but in the end they reach an agreement. All the terms are written up into a contract, which Jessica promises will be sent to Ashley once the lawyers have gone over everything.

If Ashley accepts the scholarship, she will have to show up to a photoshoot where they'll take pictures of her wearing various Spruceville-Tyler paraphernalia like sweaters and blazers bearing its crest, the photos to be used in whatever marketing material the university produces; brochures, their website, that kind of thing. They'll also be getting some "non-staged" shots of the rabbit girl walking around campus, interacting with other students between classes. That means there will be a camera crew following her around, just not into classes and not every day. Finally, Dean Hyde wants Ashley to take part in some interviews and appear in a video about the university, but that would wait until she's been attending STU for longer.

On your way out you tease Ashley by reminding her that it won't be the first video she's starred in.

"Shut up, don't talk about that here!" she exclaims, as if anyone would hear you outside the building.

"Yeah John," Tibby chides, grinning with anticipation for what is sure to be a juicy back-and-forth. "They wouldn't have the equipment for that kind of video anyway."

"You'd be surprised!" you counter. "If there's an engineering department they might have a whole room full of sex machines."

"Oh, is that what you do at college all day?" Ashley asks with a smirk. It seems you're far enough from the doors that she's willing to join in the ribald talk now.

"Well not all day. I wouldn't have any energy left for you when I come home!"

"Still. If you spend any time at all working on sex machines I think it's very unfair that you haven't brought any of them home with you," she says.

You gasp. "Crap, you're right. How bad I've been to my pets, that's basically neglect!"

"It is!" Tibby exclaims. "How are you gonna make it up to us?"

"I'll have to come up with something for you, but one thing is clear: I should start by rewarding Ashley for being so collected and confident in there." You reach up to pet the bunny's hair with both hands. "You're an incredibly good girl, Ash. Way to go!"

Ashley blushes at the compliment and leans in to your touch. "I am a good girl! Thank you for noticing, master. Can I get a kiss too?"

"Always." You come closer and give her a big smooch.

Of course Tibby gives her one too, and of course she doesn't stop at one. After watching the girls make out for a while you clear your throat. "Don't get too excited you two. Unless you want to cut our trip short and go home before we've seen any of Spruceville."

Slowly, reluctantly, their lips separate. "No, I don't want to do that. But if we're going to be walking around here I have to get out of these heels," Ashley says.

Reaching into her purse, she pulls out a pair of supportive flats and drops them on the sidewalk. Then, one hand on your shoulder to stabilize herself, she uses the other to slip her heels off and steps into the flats. "Much better," she sighs when her heels are stowed in her purse. "Now where are we going?"