Talk to the students

Having just spent considerable time making the competitors and spectators feel their contributions are valued, it might be polite to do the same for the girls who made it all happen. Besides, spending time with beautiful, sexy, topless young ladies is far from a hardship, so you meander through the crowd, having a few words with each of those you see who are not already occupied by trying to squeeze more money from the supporters using their feminine wiles. The amount of flirting going on is outrageous, with many of the guests relaxed enough to casually grab a boob or pinch a nipple while they're talking, although at least most refrain from doing so in front of their wives.

I just wanted to thank you for the marvellous job you've done today is a common refrain upon your lips and you're rewarded with a look of pleased surprise on the faces of people who never expected their efforts to be acknowledged individually.

"Oh, thank-you, Professor. Anything for the team," replies one of the cheerleaders, before you're interrupted by a couple of businessmen who want her to perform a private rendition of one of the routines.

"I really enjoyed it. It was hard work, but so rewarding," is another, much echoed, response.

You see Johanna early on, but don't get to speak to her because she's in great demand. You'd like to think it's because of her on-pitch prowess, but suspect her performance on stage earlier might have more to do with it. Unusually, there are as many women as men intent on spending time with her and at one point, she appears to be demonstrating oral sex techniques, so you decide it's probably best to leave them to it. You can always give her your thanks in tutorial.

Lorelei is a bit harder to find. Like most of the girls roped in at the last minute, she has less to talk about than the players and cheerleaders and when you spot her, she's on her knees at the back of the audience area giving consecutive blow jobs to three blokes, the two not currently in her throat either playing with her tits or twisting the pendulum in her arse to **** her. They're not the only ones as half a dozen other beauties are also soliciting donations the old fashioned way.

After saying a few words to each of the students not otherwise engaged, you catch Coach Goodfellowe in a moment between conversations and congratulate her on a superbly run event.

"Does that mean we can count on you next year, Professor?"

"I'd be more than happy to help, but don't lock anything in yet. You might find somebody better suited."

"Oh, no, honestly, Professor, we appreciate all the staff who give us their time and support, but you're the best representative we could hope for from the university."

"Why? I'm not exactly a football fanatic."

"Because," she leans closer, as though to impart a secret, "it's not really about football. It's about letting people feel good by donating to charity while doing something they enjoy: watching women being **** to orgasm humiliatingly. That's perfect for you, because (I don't know whether it's an act or not) you look like you enjoy it, too. It gives everyone else permission to really have fun.

"Think about Jo and her friend," she continues. "That was a pretty cruel thing to do to two volunteers, but you really went for it and the crowd absolutely loved it, especially when that one with the boobs gnawed on Jo's poor little clit. I'm so glad I suggested they do that, because Jo responded perfectly, but if the university rep had been uncomfortable, it would've spoiled the whole performance. Oh, sorry Professor, got to go."

You ponder her words when she's called away to entertain a corporate group. You've never noticed fellows being reticent with punishing and humiliating young women, but that's when it's deserved. You suppose only a certain sort of man can enjoy it when it's meant to be a good natured event like this, a sort of man that you consider yourself lucky to be. You're sure there are a few more at the University (and some women, too) who derive the same sort of pleasure you do, but perhaps having grown up in this world has made them jaded, whereas to you it's all fresh and relatively new. Once again, you're reminded how lucky you were to find the Rulebook.