13. Your Last Senior Seminar One-on-One: Imogen Howard

Imogen Howard is ten minutes late for your one-on-one. She walks in, calmly and unhurried, and you know exactly what kind of girl she is. She’s been coasting on her looks, her parent’s money, or both for her entire life. She is beautiful, perfectly wavy auburn hair cascades over her shoulders framing her features and just touching the tops of her gorgeous breasts, and her parents do have oligarch money.

She opens strong as soon as the door closes. “I spoke to Emmy Elliot.”

“Did you?” You have such a good thing going and would hate for it to be ruined by word spreading.

“Yes. She also gave me the idea to talk to Mr. Jordan.”

You smile, “I see. Do you also feel the need to pre-arrange extra-credit?”

“I was hoping to.”

“I suppose, Miss Howard, the disadvantage of having your appointment so late in the week is that I’m already giving out a lot of extra credit at this point. At a certain point it just becomes regular credit.”

Her eyes go a little wide. She must have just assumed you’d say yes immediately for the chance to fuck her. “Is there anything I can do to get in your books for extra credit?”

You sit back in your chair. “Your audition begins now.”