Welcome to academia

"Follow me," Lorna says and turning on her heel, walks down the hallway. The girls exchange a glance and follow after her. Soon they arrive at her office. She has an impressive collection of artefacts and antiquities scattered around.

"This is quite an opportunity," Seanna gushes. "I haven't had much teaching experience at this point but I'm anxious to do whatever..."

Lorna chuckles, glancing over the Irishwoman. "Yeah yeah, well, leave the experience to me." She picks up the phone and dials out. "Dean Dikembe, Lorna Cross here. Yes... yes, sir, I'm on my way, with two guests... white women... yes, sir, I will, sir..." She hangs up.

"We're meeting the dean now?" Seanna asks.

"Yes, come along," Lorna says, leading them back into the hallway. "There's a matter of securing the proper authorizations. I'm glad you're both here, I had to go see him about an extension to my academic visa."

"Uh, I don't think I should be coming along..." Nicole says, still clad only in bra and panties.

Seanna looks down at her torn blouse and nods in agreement. "Yeah, maybe not..."

Lorna stops in front of a door marked "Dean of Humanities" and turns to face them. "Nonsense, girls, it will help immeasurably." Lorna begins unbuttoning her blazer and pulls it open, revealing her large, round breasts underneath.

Seanna and Nicole stare as Lorna opens the door and strides into the office...