Hot for Teacher

"Regardless, it seems that one and two weren't quite your speed, perhaps three will be the pallet cleanser that you need!" The jester paused to chuckle at their rhyme.

"Just get this over with, please." David moaned, face buried in his hands.

"Oh if you insist, dear Ringmaster... Contestant number Three is someone more recent. You last saw her, oh... I want to say... This time 5 years ago?"

David's mind whirled. That would have been his graduation, right? So a girl from his course at University? There had been a couple he thought were cute. No, Motley had outright said the show was aiming for contestants that would produce drama. So who would get a reaction out of him? Not some pretty girl he'd studied with a couple of times.

"You know, we may have contestant who's a few years your senior, but I think this Harem needs a real taste of maturity, an experienced touch. You have a lot to learn, so lets bring on someone who can teach you a thing or two... After all, she already has! Our Ringmaster knows her best from lectures on Statistics and Mathematical Modeling. She's currently enjoying the downtime between academic years, everyone let's give it for... Professor Jennifer Huang!"

Jen was not stood in her bathroom. That much was obvious, however impossible it seemed. She had definitely stepped through the bathroom door, but this was not her bathroom. Instead of the warm bath she had drawn and the towels she had been warming on the rack, she instead saw a wood paneled room, with walls sloping gently up and out to an arched ceiling, a dressing table that looked ripped from a classic Hollywood studio, and a bed tucked into one corner. Her eyes landed on a flyer on the dressing table. She read it. She read it again.

Then she bust out laughing. She must have fallen asleep in the bath. So this was what she was dreaming of now? Ten years of focusing solely on her career must be getting to her. Well, no point in rushing to wake up, why not see who her subconscious was trying to pair her up with? Maybe her ex husband? Or maybe a celebrity?

"No."

David watched in shock as Professor Huang stood stock still on the edge of the ring. Motley seemed equally surprised.

"I beg your pardon?"

"I said No. Funny dream, but I've had enough. Time to wake up." She pinched herself. She pinched again, harder. Horror rapidly over taking her look of stern disapproval, she slapped herself across the face. "No no no. This can't be real..."

"Oh but it is, my dear! Welcome to Harem Hotel's very own Carnal Carnival! Now, let's turn that frown upside down and get an introduction for our audience!"

Jen barely had a chance to let out a startled "wha-" before her eyes glazed and a **** rictus grin spread so fast David could almost hear something tearing. When she spoke again, it was in a voice that seemed far away. "My name is Professor Jennifer Huang. I am 40 years old, and I am a lecturer in Mathematics and Statistical Analysis. I was about to enjoy a relaxing bath, followed by a night to myself before planning for the next academic year. I am divorced, I have no children, and I have been focused on my work for a decade now. I last thought about the master three years ago." When her introduction ended, the professor just stared in vacant horror.

"So, Ringmaster... did you have the hots for your mature teacher? The audience might start to think you have a thing for older women!"

David wasn't listening, he was already rushing to his teacher's side.

"Professor Huang! I swear I -" He stopped as she shrank back, almost retreating out of the ring

"There will be time for that later, Ringmaster. Play along 'til the cameras stop." Motley's voice returned to the warning whisper they had used earlier. David stared into the shadowy voids of the mask's eyes, as Motley gave a slight, almost imperceptible, shake of their head. A beat later, the Jester was once again playing to the crowd. "We still have 3 more beauties for you, so lets bring on Contestant number four! This one, I think you'll enjoy. After all, fuck your job, right sir? And fuck your Boss too..."