You have some openings in your oral studies track. What is her aptitude?

You resume your seat behind your executive desk and smirk at the parents before calling the girl to you. Reluctantly she moves to join you around your side of the desk and you place your hands on her shoulders. You gently but firmly push her to her knees on the cold stone floor in front of your chair. She looks up at you with uncertainty behind her big blue eyes. She glances to her mother and you roughly grab a handful of her hair and turn her back towards you.

"They cannot help you anymore, girl," you correct her. "You must show them that they have invested all of their money in the correct daughter. Do not let them down."

You release her hair and she nods in understanding. She looks down at the growing bulge in your pants licking her ruby red lips.