It was John's first day as a tutor. He'd signed up only because he needed the money. John was a college student and like most college students, he was in need of money. So when he saw the posting in the library to be a tutor -- and how much it paid -- he immediately inquired and got the job. John was a sophomore biology major. He loved biology and wanted to work for an international science research company when he graduated. He was 20 years old and very handsome. He stood at an even six feet tall. He was also a runner, which gave him a nearly perfect body. And his blonde hair and ice-blue eyes completed the look.
John arrived at the house of the student he was to be tutoring. According to his information, the girl's name was Jessica. She was a high school senior doing post-secondary, and she had requested a tutor for her advanced placement biology course. John was a little anxious about meeting his pupil, but he figured it wouldn't be that bad. He went up to the house and rang the doorbell. A minute later a woman opened the door.
"Hi, I'm John. I'm here to tutor Jessica."
"Oh, hi John. Come on in. We're expecting you," said the woman.
John stepped in and removed his shoes, placing them on a mat next to the door. The woman, who John guessed to be Jessica's mother, asked him to come into the living room and have a seat.
"I'm Cathy, by the way," the woman said. "I'm Jessica's mother."
"It's nice to meet you," John said.
"Can I get you anything to drink?" Cathy asked. "We have water, tea, Coke, root beer."
"Just some water," John replied.
A few seconds later Cathy brought him a glass of water. Then she called upstairs.
"Jessica, your tutor is here."
Soon, John heard footsteps bounding down the stairs. He stood and when he saw his pupil-to-be, his jaw nearly dropped open. Jessica was about 5'8" with green eyes and straight brown hair down to the middle of her back. She had ample breasts for an 18 year-old -- John estimated them to be about a 34 C -- and very shapely legs. She looked like a goddess. And to boot, she was wearing a schoolgirl uniform: knee-length plaid skirt, white button-up blouse, and white knee-high socks. John had to control himself from thinking dirty thoughts about her.
"Hi, Jessica," John finally managed. "I'm John, your tutor."
"Hi," Jessica smiled shyly. "Thanks for coming."
"Well, shall we get started?" John asked.
"Sounds great!" Jessica said. "I have my books on the table."
Jessica and John sat at the table and began to study. Cathy went into the kitchen and was getting ready to start dinner when the phone rang. Cathy talked for a couple minutes then hung up the phone.
"Who was it?" Jessica asked.
