Sophie woke up with a start, the alarm clock reminding her that it was time to get up and go to college. Damn, that had been such a perfect dream, she tried hard to get back to sleep, but to no avail, eventually she managed to extricate herself from the covers, and stagger into the shower. The hot water woke her up as it ran down her short dark hair, dripping slowly onto her firm breasts. She washed herself thoroughly, spending slightly longer, caressing her virgin pussy. She reached for her towel and stepped out of the bath. Soon, after breakfast, her friend Mandy came to the house, waiting to give her a lift to college. She had known Mandy since they were 6, and they shared everything. Mandy was quite attractive, slightly shorter than Sophie's 5'7", with blonde hair, firm breasts, carefully displayed in a low cut top, and striking blue eyes. While Sophie had never had a boyfriend, Mandy had lost her virginity long ago. Sophie was slightly envious of Mandy's many men, as she had many a time fingered herself while thinking about Mandy. She would be horrified if Mandy ever found this out, but also secretly, wanted her to know.
They soon arrived at the college, where Sophie was already late for her cheerleading practice, and Mandy had to get to a lecture. When she arrived at the practice, she realised she was not the last, so she went into the toilets to rub her clit, excited by the sexy clothes thatMandy had been wearing. After a few minutes, she came hard on her hand, and collapsed against the toilet wall. In her haste, she had forgotten to shut the door, and saw professor Jameson standing outside looking at first amused, but this didn't last long. He was her physics professor, but also helped her with her psychology work. She quickly covered herself, but the stern look on his face said that it was already too late. She was about to apologise, when he interrupted her.
"I think we had better talk."
"I have a cheerleading practice now!" she protested, "Can I see you later?"
"Yes, come and see me straight afterwards."
At first she thought how lucky she had been, but then she wondered how long he had been standing there. She couldn't concentrate on the practice, and had to excuse herself. She went to his office, and knocked on the door. At first there was no answer, but then he said "Sophie! Come in." This always unnerved her, how he always knew who was knocking, she guessed it was something to do with him being a psychologist. She opened the door, and went in, at first quite worried, but then when she saw him with his usual jovial smile, she relaxed. He offered her a biscuit fram a tray by his coffee machine, she politely declined. He said that the incident in the toilet was one that was best forgotten, but not to be repeated. She promised that it wouldn't be.
"Now, other matters."
"Hmm?"
"Well, I have an interesting new psychological theory for you to study."
"What might that be?"
"Well, I have often wondered whether sexuality is controlled by the mind, or by the body, and I think that I have a way of finding out once and for all."