Sex Education
The clock ticked by to ten minutes past the hour. Arthur Hellsing was late. However, before the students could invoke the fifteen minute clause, the door banged noisily open. "GOOD EVENING STUDENTS! I am your professor, Sir Arthur Hellsing. You may call me Sir Arthur Hellsing." Then looked towards the ladies of the class, "You all may call me 'daddy.'"
A slightly disheveled man in a spotless white suit, tie at half mast, hair curling in the front to horn-like projectiles moved in. "Business to attend and all that- ISLANDS! Hurry up, you're late for class," Arthur called out into the hall. Then turned and moved to stand behind the lecturn.
"WELCOME to Sexual Education! This is a rather open and shut class, isn't it? Now, I don't want to hear any tittering or giggles when we discuss certain- LABIA!" Then pointed to any who laughed, "Ah-ha! You all must be desensitized. For an opening excercise, I want everyone to yell 'PENIS' so loudly all the other classes hear. Read, GO!"
Islands had finally made it into the room, a solemn man with a patient and long suffering expression. He was neat, clean and just then rather disturbed at Arthur's idea of education for minors. "Ah, Sir hellsing, I don't think-"
"Today is going to be light," Arthur interrupted, "The first day will be used to discuss any valid and thoughtful questions you might have about sex. Questions such as, 'is oral sex actually sex?' or 'what are those itchy red bumps on my genitals' or 'how do I get a hooker off of craigslist?' are all valid questions. Whenever you are ready!"
Islands blinked and adjusted his glasses, well, Arthur was being rather appropriate. For now.
A slightly disheveled man in a spotless white suit, tie at half mast, hair curling in the front to horn-like projectiles moved in. "Business to attend and all that- ISLANDS! Hurry up, you're late for class," Arthur called out into the hall. Then turned and moved to stand behind the lecturn.
"WELCOME to Sexual Education! This is a rather open and shut class, isn't it? Now, I don't want to hear any tittering or giggles when we discuss certain- LABIA!" Then pointed to any who laughed, "Ah-ha! You all must be desensitized. For an opening excercise, I want everyone to yell 'PENIS' so loudly all the other classes hear. Read, GO!"
Islands had finally made it into the room, a solemn man with a patient and long suffering expression. He was neat, clean and just then rather disturbed at Arthur's idea of education for minors. "Ah, Sir hellsing, I don't think-"
"Today is going to be light," Arthur interrupted, "The first day will be used to discuss any valid and thoughtful questions you might have about sex. Questions such as, 'is oral sex actually sex?' or 'what are those itchy red bumps on my genitals' or 'how do I get a hooker off of craigslist?' are all valid questions. Whenever you are ready!"
Islands blinked and adjusted his glasses, well, Arthur was being rather appropriate. For now.