Not at the moment

Scott managed to look directly into Miss Campbell's eyes without getting distracted by the rest of her body. "While I do appreciate the offer, ma'am, and I admit, you ARE beautiful, I think I'd feel a bit more comfortable with somebody my own age as my 'tutor'."

"Fair enough; I appreciate your candor." But, Campbell thought to herself, once Tanya's done with you, we'll be going at it in every possible position like drunk newlyweds. Reaching into one of the drawers on her desk, she took out a wristband, which she handed to the Southern boy.

"This'll mark you as 'untouched' for the time being. It'll let the girls (and a few of the guys) know to leave you alone, at least until you and Tanya prove your love."

"Thank you. Also, with Tanya, it's . . . she's . . . damn, this is hard to discuss . . . " Scott was starting to become a bit flustered.

Campbell placed a hand on Scott's leg, just inches from his groin. "It's okay, Mister Dorian. I'm not one to judge."

"I've always had a bit of an interracial fetish. While other guys were obsessed with going after blond bimbo cheerleaders, I always found myself attracted to the various minority girls in my school. I don't know if it's the 'forbidden fruit' thing or what, but it's just how I am. I'm the same way with porno movies; I like interracial stuff. It's just most of 'em just have black guys with big dicks nailing sleazy blond women. Finding movies where sexy black girls are screwing white guys or girls has been kind of tough." Scott paused to slip the wristband on.

"Well, that's why our library does its best to be fully stocked. Again, I appreciate your honesty, Mister Dorian. If you feel Tanya is right for your lessons, then I can accept that. Before you head back to your room, though, could you stop by the infirmary for a quick physical? It won't take long, I promise you."

"Sure, no problem." Scott got up to leave.

"Oh, and send the girl at the front desk in. I have some . . . business to attend with her."