Chapter 59: Guest Appearance

DAVE

I got coached by six people about my appearance in front of Sarah’s combined undergraduate and graduate sociology classes. I was cast as the primus inter pares or ‘leader’ of a sociologically interesting ‘tribe’ of like-minded and unique thinkers who placed a high value on all the inter-relationships between the members. I would be talking about how the ‘tribe’ had formed, developed norms, and what some of those were. I’d also get to mention that we were more like the bonobo’s chimps than other parts of western society.

Brent and Marie would also attend and briefly mention how they’d been in the audience two years earlier and had heard Mel speak, responded with a letter because they were so enthusiastic about what they’d heard, and thus had formed a spin-off group with others from that combined class and a few other like-minded friends. He’d not too subtly get the message across that if you were interested, speak up – give a note to Professor Dustin.

Mel, of course, was my most ardent coach. She went into detail in coaching me about what she’d said in front of a similar group of students two years or so prior. Her appearance had resulted in the formation of Sex Club II (Group 2) based on comments about ten students made in letters to her after she’d spoken.

Sarah coached me one evening in what to expect before the current combined group, even talking about some specific students she thought would be interested in such a ‘membership’. We talked specifically about what she thought I might say to stimulate their interest in signing up to be a tribe member.

Marie educated me about what she’d heard from all of Mel’s comments that made her write and express her own interest in such an urban ‘tribe’. We also fucked like rabbits after her coaching session. I loved Marie. Brent also coached me, again recalling the things he heard that made him write and then help form the university-based group.

I talked to a few others of the ‘younger set’ in our group to see what they’d say about the benefits and attractiveness factors for our lifestyle, our group, and so on.

I resolved not to mention some of the luminaries we had in our group, specifically Paul Prentiss, the billionaire, or Carl Price, the country singer. I figured that I also would give a pass to the fact that several in our group were porn stars, including my wife; or that I’d made an appearance with others in a couple of videos.

Thus, in mid-November, I found myself walking across campus from my office in the business building to the building where Sarah taught her sociology and anthropology classes. There were about sixty students in the combined session, so she got a special classroom. Fortunately, the class schedule meshed well with a day I was on campus to teach my investments classes.

I found Sarah in her office, and we walked together to the large classroom where I’d speak to her combined undergrad and grad classes. The students were milling around in the room, and most immediately took their seat after we came in.

One thing I noticed immediately was that Charlotte Thomas was in the first row. She nodded and grinned at me, acknowledging that yes, she was also in my graduate investments class and also ‘my’ intern.

Charlotte was doing well in her internship. Anne and I had talked to her on her first day, and given her some relatively ‘light weight’ research to do on five start-ups that had yet to have their IPOs. Part of the assignment was a test to see how resourceful she could be. We were due to check on her progress on that assignment later in the week.

Not once had Charlotte done anything inappropriate at work. In my investment classroom, however, I received my weekly three-hour beaver shot at her sweet pussy. Further, neither of us had ever acknowledged by comment or look or even a raised eyebrow that such a thing was going on.

Charlotte was wearing her little tennis skirt; however, she was sitting quite demurely in her front-row seat with her knees together. Of course, Sarah was at the front of the room, too, to do introductions. Brent and Marie were seated off to one side.

Charlotte’s posture reminded me of the old joke that posed, ‘What’s the best contraceptive?’ The answer, of course, is an aspirin held tightly between the knees.

The clock’s second-hand swept past twelve, and Professor Sarah Dustin called the class to order. I got a strong introduction that included my association with Prentiss Enterprises, my teaching the investments class as Professor David Janson, and then as the de facto head of an interesting ‘tribe’ that was to give the combined class an opportunity to hear about and to probe with their own questions.

I stood and took some notes to the podium, but I did move around the front of the classroom as I started to talk. I noted that Charlotte checked to make sure that Sarah couldn’t see her legs, and then the ‘spread’ came, albeit slowly but definitely. I loved looking at pussies, and Charlotte’s had become a favorite.

I started by posing a question to the class. “How many people can you love?” I saw some heads nod, and then started to get some interesting answers: none, one, many, spouse and children, parents, and so on. I shaded the question, “How many can you love in mind, body, and spirit?”

Someone tossed out the words ‘soul mate’ and we kicked that around. “How many soul mates can you have?” I pushed them to the answer ‘Many’ and then said that was one basis for ‘our’ tribe.