The First Class

My freshman year's pre-med curriculum included a comparative anatomy course.

The first day, I had a little trouble finding the classroom, but rushed in just as the class was starting. I went to the closest open seat and sat down, nodded and exchanged smiles with the young ladies seated on either side of me. Glancing around the full classroom, it appeared to be about half male and half female.

Our instructor, an attractive woman in her early 40's, went over the class materials we would be using including a workbook she had authored. She explained that the course would be was organized in three sections: male, female and comparative. Also, we would use live models to elevate the learning experience.

"In order to keep within the budget, I'll be selecting members of the class to serve as models."

Silence and then some low mumbling filled the room.

And then, with a smile, she said, "The only exception will be that we'll have a professional model for female reproductive anatomy." "So, ladies you can keep your panties on," she added dryly.

"Are there any questions?"

"How...how will you pick...pick the models?" a small guy in the front row stammered.

"Well, where I can see that a student will be a great example, I'll choose him or her. Where I have no way of knowing, I draw straws. Sometimes, I get volunteers, but not often!"

"Are breasts considered "reproductive anatomy?" asked one of the girls?

"No, and I usually select 3 or more models for this part," and, then grinning said, "but, most of you can keep your bras on."

"Any other questions?...pause..."OK, study chapter 1 in each of books and I'll see you on Wednesday.