Tomorrow is the interview for summer intern. Paige is so excited. “Oh Cunnykins, I’m sure I won’t sleep a wink. It will be so exiting working under Professor Krick. He’s so smart and knowing and brilliant and handsome. And I got all A’s. I’m a shoo-in, don’t you think?”

Paige awakes early and takes a long hot shower, rehearsing how the interview would go. “I just loved your class. I loved everything about it. You’re such a brilliant teacher. So smart and knowing and brilliant and handsome. I know I’ll be a perfect fit working under you. I’m gushing, aren’t I? I know I shouldn’t gush. I should just be me. But I’m so excited. Oh Gosh, so excited!”

Dried off, Paige stands in front of the dressing mirror trying to decide what to wear.

“The school blazer should be a good choice, don’t you think?” she asks her cat.

“Oh, silly Cunny,” she says, “I’m not going to wear the red! That would be outrageous. Gray is much more professional.”

At last she is in Professor Krick’s office. “Paige,” he exclaims. “How delightful.”

“I’m so excited to have this chance. I know I will...”

“Yes, yes,” Professor Krick agrees, getting up from his desk. “You have all the qualifications, academic and otherwise. There is one thing this position demands, though...”

“Oh?”

Professor Krick’s hand goes to his belt. Paige’s eyes follow.

“Yes,” Professor Krick continues, the belt now unbuckled, the button undone, the zipper unzipped. “Initiative.”

Krick’s cock is erect. Big and bold. Ruggedly handsome. Outrageous.

Back home, Paige cuddles her cat. “I made the right choice, didn’t I?” she asks. “You still love me, don’t you?”

Cunnykins purrs.