Ami Markham hurried across the quad, a satisfied smile on her lips. She'd just gotten her latest term paper back in Japanese history, and she'd gotten another A+. Her Professor had disagreed with Ami's conclusions about the end of the war with America, but she had admired the logic of Ami's argument. One of the nicest things about Dr. Tanaka was her willingness to recognize a student's right to disagree, at least as long as they could logically defend their opinion.
Now Ami was heading for her favorite class of the day, Biology 101. Prof. Yamato was a handsome young professor, with an informal style that still managed to convey a lot of information. Plus, Ami wanted to follow her mother into the medical profession, so Biology was essential to her ambitions.
As usual, Ami was one of the first students to arrive at the lecture hall, and she took a seat near the front of the room. Most of her other University instructors insisted on assigning designated seats for their freshman classes, but Prof. Yamato let everyone sit where they were most comfortable. In another class this would have been inviting disaster, but he had the ability to command even the most insolent student's respect and attention.
As she entered the room, Ami noticed a sickeningly sweet smell in the room. Looking around she was unable to discern the source of the odor, but it was becoming slight nauseating. As the rest of the students settled into their seats, complaining about the horrible smell, Prof. Yamato entered from his office.
"What is that smell? Did someone set off a stink bomb in here?" he complained. "Miss Markham would you help me open the windows please, and Miss Webster get the air freshener from that cabinet." As soon as they opened the windows a cold breeze filled the room. That morning had been the coldest of the season, and it didn't appear the afternoon was going to be much better. By the time the last window was open, it was obvious that they couldn't remain so for very long. Liana Webster had begun spraying the room with a lemon scented air freshener, but that only seemed to make things worse.
Realizing he was going to have to close the windows soon anyway, Prof. Yamato motioned for one of the boys to begin closing them. "I guess we're just going to have to live with the smell folks. Although," he paused. "I was given some new incense that might do the trick. It certainly can't make things any worse." Going back into his office, Prof. Yamato was heard rustling around in his desk. "Ah, here it is."
Returning to the lab, he placed a small plate on the corner of his desk. "Well, nothing to do, but give it a try."
"What is it called Sensei?" Liana asked.
"Um, let me see." he tipped the box to read the label. "'Essence of Aphrodite.' Well that should certainly be interesting." With that he pulled two of the thin reeds from the box and lit them. A delicate cinnamon scent began to fill the air, it was so light, Ami was amazed at how quickly it began to clear the air.
"Alright class, as you know we are about to start a new subject today. I know the next chapter in you text book is about amphibians and the dissection of a frog, but I thought it might be more interesting to skip a few chapters. Moreover, the school forgot to order the supplies in time." A general laugh filtered through the room. "This next subject is one I'm sure you remember from High School, but it's time for a more in depth treatment." A murmur of surprise and conspiratorial glee ran around the room. The University Chancellor was notoriously rigid about professors keeping to their syllabus's schedules. Prof. Yamato was constantly getting in trouble for his little revisions, but his students loved him for it. The fact that he was tenured and that his students were consistently among the best performing groups on the MSATs kept him from getting into too much trouble though.
Striding over to a display easel covered by a black cloth, Prof. Yamato pulled the cloth away with a flourish. "Our next topic is 'The Reproductive System of the Human Species.' The silence and sense of disappointment in the room was palpable. Then slowly a nervous excitement came over the students. One thing was certain; Prof. Yamato would be a lot more relaxed and enlightening then their various High School teachers had been.
As the professor began pulling his displays out to the front of the class, Ami noticed that the incense had completely displaced the rank smell from earlier. A small voice in the back of her mind also tried to point out the strangely sensual feelings stealing over her body.
At first the lecture was pretty much the cut and dried presentation they remembered from H.S., but as he continued Prof. Yamato began to become more and more expansive and uninhibited in his behavior. "Alright class, now we get to the good stuff, the manner in which the male deposits his semen in the female's body."
"This is supposed to represent the 'penis'," he held up a small representation of a flaccid cock. "Doesn't look like much, does it ladies?" A small snickering sound filled the air. "Well when the male is sexually aroused, it can grow up to three times its normal length. Here I'll show you." With that Prof. Yamato proceeded to undo his belt and dropped his pants to the ground. The shaft thus exposed was easily four or five times the length of his model and much thicker too. "See! That's what I'm talking about. Now, once his penis has reached its full length, the male takes it and inserts it into the female's vagina."
Stepping completely out of his pants, Prof. Yamato reached over and picked up his next exhibit. "Hmmmm, you know this really doesn't give you a good idea either. I need a volunteer from the distaff side of the class." No one seemed surprised when the entire female half of the class raised their hands. "Ok, let's see.....Miss Markham, (oh the hell with it) Ami! Come over here and help me out."
