Human Anatomy

You rush into the Science Building, five minutes late. You open the door to your Human Anatomy class.

Inside, all of the students are already seated. You seem to have caught Professor Longwell mid-sentence. He looks up at you at crosses his arms contemptuously.

"Good of you to join us."

"I'm very sorry," you apologize, slinking your way to your seat. Professor Longwell shrugs and rolls his eyes, then turns to the board to continue his lecture.

Professor Longwell is in his mid-30s. His eyes and medium-length combed-to-the-side hair are light brown, and he has a trimmed beard and moustache. He wears nerdy thick-rimmed glasses that suit his roundish face, and a green polo with white and brown stripes tucked into tight-fitting jeans that show off his bubble butt. You're getting a fantastic view from where you're sitting. Longwell's body isn't muscular, it's simply lean.

His personality is typically cold and logical, although there's a sense of dry wit and humor that lurks beneath. He tends to raise his eyebrows a lot, which usually means he finds something amusing.

"Well," he begins, casually turned away, "since you're so interested in my class that you're always on time, why don't you decide what today's lecture is going to be on? I have two prepared." Longwell turns with a challenging smirk and eyes that bore holes in you.

You fidget nervously. "Uh... what are they?"

"Erections or the prostate," he answers. "Your choice. And today is a lab day, so... we are going to need a test subject." Again, he smirks deviously. "I'm glad you volunteered yourself by coming late."

Gulp.

"So," he taunts, "what's it gonna be?"