Chapter 17 by Alex_Jay

What's next?

You make it to class without further incident

You've been enjoying the thrill of discovery, but you lean on your new world's memories in order to find your class, making it into the lecture hall with minutes to spare.

Your first impression is that engineering is now a major clam bake - the entire room is full of beautiful young women chatting, laughing, and reviewing their notes before class begins. You spot only a small group of men, sitting in a cluster towards the back. You instinctively move towards them, but something catches your eye - someone waving at you.

"Statuesque" comes to mind as you identify figure near the front of the hall - straight-backed and toned, with an hourglass figure and bright blonde curls, she smiles as she sees you and pulls a length of her toga off the seat beside her. You head over, accessing your memories of her...

Right. Shania. Her mother's some kind of big shot in the Luna administration, and she pays you to 'mentor' her daughter... hang on, does that make you a prostitute?

You consult your memories a bit more. Seems not, you note with relief. Private mentors are actually a very respected profession, thought of a bit like tutors and a bit like doctors were in the old world. You have sex with her because you're both consenting adults, not because her mother pays you. You smile as you sit down next to her, the low bench having a surprisingly comfortable, cushiony feel.

Shania manipulates the portion of the bench she's on, causing a little hill to form - she sits partway up it and leans in so her head rests on your chest. You mimic her motions, creating a slope in the soft material that makes the two of you well-balanced - as you do so, you notice her taking a deep inhale - she can obviously smell the sex you just had, and she's obviously turned on.

"How was your um, morning?" she asks, looking up at you shyly.