You are a senior scrambling to finish his requirements

You had a good college career so far. You had done pretty well in high school and got into the college you wanted! Not only that, you got a full ride in the Math department, just like you wanted. Between junior and senior year, you had landed an internship with a very prestigious company, and they had offered you a cushy full time role when you graduate! 6 figures, straight out of college! With no debt to speak of! It was truly amazing.

Socially as well, while you had worked hard in your studies, you had always made time to be social. You had dated a few girls, had a few flings, and been generally well liked by your peers. Being good looking and fit (and also well endowed), you had been pretty popular with the ladies in your time.

Now, entering your final semester, you were ready to start the next phase in your life, everything had gone smoothly to this point. But that might be changing.

You were looking at your rather bare class schedule for the last semester, as you had essentially fulfilled most of your requirements for your major already. However, the Friday before classes started you receive an email from your academic advisor. The title read "URGENT: Unfulfilled humanities seminar!" You quickly opened it up and read. It looked like you had overlooked a semester-long humanities seminar that is required for graduation. The advisor mentioned that he had also overlooked it in the earlier meeting, because students generally complete that in their freshman year, but you had chosen to overload on classes for your major in that period. You read the last few bolded lines. "Due to it being pretty late, and pretty much the entire freshman class requiring to take these classes, you don't have many options. It looks like the only open seminar is WGS:190 - Women's sexual empowerment. I suggest we get you enrolled in it. It might not be to your liking, but you just need to pass the class, and graduate!"

You shrugged. It wouldn't be that fun to sit with freshman in a women's studies class, but you simply have to pass it to graduate. You quickly log onto the university's website and sign up for the class and send a quick reply to your advisor thanking them for catching it and that you had signed up for the class. However, you have no idea how this class would turn out.

You attend every lecture for this seminar, and you respect the professor, Ms. Fox. You also like your classmates - 3 freshman and a sophomore. There is Madison - the shy, buxom brunette, who was also majoring in math - just like you - meaning that she looked up to you quite a bit. We also had the free-spirited, raven haired hippie, Sage, who was a liberal arts major. You couldn't help but appreciate her little piercings on the corner of her mouth as well as (due to her tendency to not wear a bra) the piercings she clearly had on her nipples. The final freshman was a fiery redhead with amazing curves accentuated by the dresses she often wore, named Ruby, who was direct and scrunched her freckled little nose when anything upset her. She studied marketing as did the only sophomore in the class - Michelle. Michelle, had a toned body, which she often showed off in her sports bra and yoga pants, and dirty blonde hair.

You especially liked the attention the girls seemed to give you. As a senior (and a pretty attractive one at that) they all seemed to have little crushes on you, which you couldn't help find cute. Despite all of this, you were pretty inattentive in this class. To be very honest, you have pretty strong senior-itis at the moment. Mentally, you checked out a while ago, just waiting for graduation. As a result you find yourself just looking around - at the girls, the professor, the wall, your phone, everything. Ms. Fox often tries to get you to contribute and sometimes you do - quite constructively. But often, you don't even know what the discussion is about.

About halfway through the semester, your sneakily leering at Ruby's curves is broken by Ms. Fox clapping her hands to indicate the end of the lesson. She says, "And that's it for today, guys! Remember our midterm essay is due next Monday before class!"

As you are about to leave, you hear Ms. Fox call out to you, "John, can you hang back a second"

"Sure!" you reply, and walk over to her.

Ms. Fox then looks at you, "Listen, I know you are just here to get your reqs done. But, you're a smart kid, when you're paying attention. I was worried I had a disruptive jock sign on, but I somehow feel worse seeing a smart guy be so unmotivated. Just.... take this midterm seriously," she said, placing an arm on your shoulder, "for me."

Her pleading eyes looking up at you were so sweet that you quickly replied, "I will."

Little did you know that this midterm would create a very..... memorable experience for everyone in the class!