The meeting begins

"It's good to see you as always Professor Slattery." The dean says with a smile, his eyes flickering between the professor's eyes and cleavage rapidly.

"You too dean." She says with a smile.

"And a pleasure to meet the rest of you too." The dean continues, shaking hands with the rest of your group.

"Now, I understand you're looking to arrange a graduate program with your company... Innovate Software Solutions." The dean says, only looking at you for the first time now.

"That's right. We're a rapidly growing software development firm with our headquarters only thirty minutes from your beautiful campus here. We hope to provide some exciting opportunities to select graduates from your college." You reply.

"I see, and it says here that you'll be offering positions to... members of the 'Delta Deltas' sorority?" He responds looking puzzled as he reads the brief before him.

"That can't be right, surely you must mean the graduates from our top computer science course?" The dean asks, bewildered.

"No, that's no error. Our company has recently opened a department that we think the fine young women from this sorority would be perfectly suited to. You can see an outline of some of these positions in these contracts that I've brought with me here." You say, handing over the contracts.

The dean accepts them with a smile before beginning to read. His eyes dart back and forth across the page, growing wider with each line he reads. He hardly makes it four lines before he illustrates his abhorrent shock.

"My word, you can't be serious! Is this some kind of a joke to you!?" The dean exclaims, perplexed by the sheet of paper in his hands.

"I assure you sir, this is no joke. We already have a small number of women in these positions within our company. Sofia here is already one of our freeuse staff breeders." You say.

"But... what kind of woman would possibly want to fill this sort of role?" The dean asks, eyeballing Sofia with astonishment.

"Well sir, if you'll allow me to interrupt, I think I might be able to answer that question." Emma says, clearing her throat to speak.

"And who might you be?" The dean asks.

"My name is Emma, I'm a student here, but more importantly, I'm the leader of the Delta Delta's. The sorority group that would be a part of the graduate program." She starts.

"I see. Well, I haven't heard about your sorority until now, so please explain." The dean replies.

"Well, we're a relatively small group, with only twenty members currently. But we're also relatively new, and have been growing fast since we started." She continues.

"You see, it's our philosophy that women should be allowed to express themselves however they want and fill whatever roles within society they please, which I'm sure the college agrees with. For some, this means becoming lawyers, or doctors, or engineers. For myself and the other members of our sorority, our dream is to be passed around like a ragdoll and used until we're a sweaty, cum-covered mess." Emma says with a smile.

Whilst the start of her story has the dean relaxing and returning to some level of normality, the moment she mentions her 'dream' his face suddenly reverts to one of bewilderment.

"We believe that the new positions on offer at Innovate Software Solutions would be perfectly suited to us. To the outside world, we would have normal, respectable jobs, but in reality we would be doing what we truly enjoy and pleasing the prodominantly male workforce in every way imaginable." Emma continues.

At the conclusion to Emma's explanation, the dean stares at her perplexed. You can almost see the cog-wheels turning in his mind as he struggles to understand what Emma is trying to explain.