Author's note:
This installment is about Professor Brown's first lectures. It delves deeper into Sheena's past and includes some nudity, but it's still all preparation for events to come.
As always, I welcome your comments, critiques, and thoughts - they help shape the story! I wish you a good read.
Jay Hawnee
***
Beep-beep... Beep-beep. Jenny fumbles wearily for her alarm clock as it rings for like the 20th time. She takes a look at it from her half-open eyes and is startled as it shows a time far too late and her lectures are to begin far too soon. She leaps out of her bed, storms out of her room down the stairs, and into the bathroom. She eagerly starts to brush her teeth but freezes mid-step as she hears the sound of a gentle spray of water from behind. When Jenny looks in the mirror, she sees a soft face, and a pair of hands slowly gliding from two soapy gleaming breasts down to a pair of well-rounded hips. Jenny's eyes widen, and she blushes. "I... I'm sho shorry Shooshan."
Susan smiles at ease. "Doesn't matter. I'll be out soon. If you want, you can take a shower afterward. But my husband still needs to brush his teeth and will be leaving soon as well. So he's probably in here when you're showering Jenny." She bows down and soaps her legs.
Jenny takes the toothbrush out of her mouth. "Oh, if I can brush my teeth, that's great. I'll just shower later. I have to leave soon either."
Susan replies. "That works."
Jenny continues to brush her teeth with the showering Susan in the background.
Every now and then Jenny throws a shy look at her landlady in the mirror and examines her body from top to bottom. Sometimes Susan smiles back at Jenny but shows no other sign of recognition. Every time Jenny catches Susan's eyes, she blushes and looks away.
Finally, Susan steps out, winds a towel around her hair, and leaves the bathroom. Jenny finishes brushing and exits as well. She makes herself ready and leaves for the university.
***
Jenny enters the lecture hall, where rows of students are already seated, laptops open. She quickly spots Sheena, Tina, and Steven, and slides into a seat beside them. At the lectern, Professor Brown adjusts his laptop, preparing to begin. Jenny eyes him warily, recalling the unsettling encounter from the day before.
Professor Brown finally directs a warm parental smile at the students. "Good morning Ladies and Gentlemen". The room quiets, and his smile deepens. "It is always a pleasure to stand before an audience like you, the bright young new minds of our institution. I am Professor Doctor Robert Brown, Dean of this esteemed medical faculty, and head of the clinical research department. I began my medical journey at Harford, completed my doctoral works in biochemistry and neurosexuology here at Hawnee, and spent many years working in medical practice across Boston, New York, and Oxford before my friend and mentor, the brilliant Professor Doctor George Waynfort called for me to return to the university. Here I share the wealth of my experience with the next generation. His inspiration not only guided my practical works but also instilled in me the profound joy of teaching. He was a true visionary who left us far too soon."
"Today, I will continue the work of my esteemed colleagues, Professor Doctor Cavanaugh and Professor Doctor Lambert, and will introduce you to two additional classes of microorganisms, which can pose significant threats to the human well-being: Parasites and Fungi..."
In this lecture, I will start with the fungi." His expression grows serious. "Fungi, my dear students, are nature's masters of adaptation, deception, and survival. They've evolved cunning strategies to coexist with - and sometimes challenge their hosts. Understanding these intricacies is critical for our medical practice."
Professor Brown leans slightly toward the audience. "Consider Candida, for instance. This seemingly innocuous organism can transform into a formidable enemy when our immune defenses falter, leading to quite persistent oral and genital infections. Or the opportunistic Aspergillus, ever-present in our environment, which can manifest as a severe lung infection..."
A mix of curiosity and apprehension fills the air of the lecture hall.
"As medical professionals," Prof. Brown declares firmly, "it is our mission to find solutions to the challenges those unwelcome intruders throw at us. And hospitals, biotech pioneers, and of course the pharmaceutical industry play a crucial role in this effort. Only through collaboration are we able to explore new technologies, medications, and treatments that may help us confront these relentless enemies. Take, for example, the antifungal drug "Mycorix". We recently submitted an article about this great medicine for peer review in major science journals. It has been developed by our department together with the 'BioHag Ltd.' and in a recent clinical study, we were able to prove its high efficacy. It shows lots of promise in addressing stubborn fungal infections like Candida Auris and Aspergillus. The finalization process of Mycorix proceeds very promisingly and the product will soon be ready for the market.
A murmur sweeps through the room, and before Professor Brown can continue, a student in the back speaks up, his voice sharp and tense. "Despite the side effects?"
A shadow crosses Professor Brown's face, but he maintains his composure. "Excuse me, Mister? We found no considerable side effects," he explains. "Only a slightly measurable temporary increase in arousal in some participants. Nothing significant, but we nevertheless address this problem and try to decrease the effect."
The student leans forward, his voice rising. "Well, my brother wouldn't call those insignificant. Being given a so-called 'harmless experimental drug', he struggled with having a permanent hard-on for a full month, you won't believe how embarrassing this is."
The room falls silent. Professor Brown's face tightens but softens again, showing deep empathy. "I have never heard about those rumors... and I highly doubt what you say is true. But I will nevertheless immediately inquire if there were any people experiencing such side effects. We take every reported side effect seriously. In our pursuit of medical progress, we must always remember our primary goal is to alleviate suffering and improve lives. Please understand that we hold ourselves to the highest ethical standards in our work and we're always working to reduce any side effects no matter how significant. Sometimes in the pursuit of medical advancements, however, there may be unforeseen... complications. But rest assured, our intentions are always to benefit humanity and... should any unexpected problems arise, those affected will be generously compensated."
He pauses, scanning the room, his face a mixture of concern and determination. "But let's shift now our focus away from the past and return back to the world of microorganisms... Together, we will explore innovative ways to combat fungal and other infections with the help of the pharmaceutical industry, all while keeping the well-being of our patients at the forefront of our minds."
Jenny leans closer to Sheena and whispers: "I bet he's lying about those 'side effects'."
Sheena looks at her, puzzled. "How can you say that? He seems to be quite a nice guy..."
Jenny scoffs, her voice low: "It's actually him, who wanted to have sex with me yesterday. He might come along as charming, but the stink of corruption drags all the way here."
Sheena's eyes widen, a sly grin spreading across her face. "Really? That's... intriguing." She leans back and rubs her chin absent-mindedly with her fingers.
Before Jenny can reply, Prof. Brown resumes his lecture.
***
Over lunch, the group assembles in the dining hall and talks about the morning lecture.
"I liked Professor Brown." Tina says, "He seemed pleasant and approachable. Much better than Cavanaugh."
Steven shakes his head. "I don't trust him. There's something off about the way he talks -- sure it may come around as charming but it's also so eerie and slick. He's way too cozy with the pharmaceutical industry. Acts like their profits align with the common good, but for me, they are more of a parasite in the ass of society. That's shady as hell."
Jenny nods. "Me neither. This mysterious 'side effect' of Mycorix and then...I had some... urm weird experience with him yesterday."
Steven raises an eyebrow. "What happened?"
Jenny hesitates, then sighs. "It was him that I witnessed having sex with one of his students when I was waiting with his secretary,"
Steven mocks disbelievingly: "How this? Was it a public fuck session?"
Jenny's eyes widen. "Oh... no, no... I was just waiting with his secretary to get a form signed and then... I... I heard loud moaning coming from his office. Soon after, a female student with disheveled hair walked out... smiling. The secretary said she got a 'special treatment'. And when he then appeared,... he... he asked me, if I was there for this purpose too."
Tina laughs nervously. "I mean, yeah, that's weird, but... he's a neurosexuologist after all, right? Maybe you just stumbled in one of his experimental sessions."
Jenny stares at Tina in disbelief. "Which coincidentally includes loud moaning?"
Tina shrugs. "Well... researching human sexual acts urm... does involve loud moaning sounds. We are humans after all. And if it's for research purposes, what's to object?"
Jenny snaps: "What is there to object? That he fucks his students, his charges!"
Tina replies, a little defensively. "Well, you didn't see it. And even if I personally wouldn't get involved in such an indecent behavior, having sex for science doesn't sound to me like a disgraceful act. It's for science after all, not for his own satisfaction. If the student wasn't forced to do it, who cares about it?"
"Uh, I don't know." Steven cuts in. "If I was in his shoes, I'd probably be tempted too to get involved with some of the students. Power can be dangerous, especially without oversight."
Sheena throws in determined. "Come on, you're interpreting too much. I personally found him also quite a nice person. Approximately on one level with Mrs. Lambert. And it's definitely not all bad about that. One just needs to know how to handle the Prof, then one might even get something out of it!"
"But that's not fair.", Tina weighs in.
"No, not fair, but still legal...", Sheena smirks, "if you play your cards right."
***
Later the group returns back to the lecture hall and settles into their seats, with Professor Brown already waiting at the lectern.
"Good afternoon, dear ladies and gentlemen.", he begins. His voice carries easily over the rustling crowd. "It's a pleasure to see you again this afternoon. My schedule is quite packed, but I'm still delighted to have the opportunity to share more knowledge with eager minds like yours."
"But before I continue to delve deep into the world of Microorganism, I'd like to discuss a personal matter, one that holds also a great opportunity for some of you." He pauses for a beat. "As I've mentioned, I'm a researcher in neurosexuology and my Chair aims to thoroughly understand the cognitive aspects of human sexuality - a field growing more and more important in view of declining birth rates and shifting social dynamics.
Professor Brown pauses dramatically, "The fight for brilliant minds is fierce, and it has become increasingly important to attract top talents already at an early stage. To that end, the Waynfort-University in conjunction with our sponsors has launched an initiative to introduce young high potential students to the field through an elite assistance program."
Jenny swallows hard.
"I know that many of you are ambitious. Many of you wish to make an impact - to be part of something truly groundbreaking." He smiles and scans the students. "The highly gifted students program offers that opportunity. You get a chance to participate in cutting-edge research, to work alongside top professionals, to deepen our understanding of cognitive processes in interindividual sexual relations, and to shape the future of reproductive medicine. But an open mind is essential - our methods are unconventional, yet... highly effective."
Professor Brown continues, his tone smooth. "Naturally, the selection process is rigorous, of course. The competition is intense and only those with exceptional potential are invited. But for those who make it..." He chuckles softly. "The rewards are immeasurable."
He smiles once more before concluding. "If you're interested in a spot in my highly gifted program, please send your application documents to my personal e-mail-address with the subject 'highly gifted program'. I guarantee you I urm... and of course, my team will study any application very thoroughly. But of course, we can select only the most appropriate candidates. So don't be too disappointed, if you receive a negative reply.
Jenny leans over to Sheena and whispers scornfully. "Guess, he just wants to have more girls to fuck for his Harem!"
