Private chapter 12 is after this.

A ruler slammed into a whiteboard as the camera focused in on a college professor doing some type of presentation to an audience of at least a couple hundred students.  The auditorium resembled that of a college lecture hall and has around five hundred seats creating a dome around a stage with a massive white board behind.  In the roof of the center of the room was a projector which projected a huge power point image on the white board.  The words on the white board were that of a title to the lecture, ‘The Female Body.’

The recording camera focused and zoomed in, slicing out the well over half filled room of the lecture hall and concentrating only on the power point presentation with the professor standing in front of it.  The professor was a man in his forties wearing round-rimmed glasses and a striped dress shirt tucked into dark brown pants. 

The professor slammed the ruler onto the board a couple more times, silencing what was left of the voices in the lecture hall.  “The female body.” His voice bellowed through a mike attached to the collar of his shirt.  “It’s a wonderful thing, and we’ve spent many hours and many lectures talking about it.  But today, gentlemen, is the day you’ve all been waiting for.  This is the day, the lecture, so many of you men in the audience heard about and the reason you signed up for this class.”

A few manly chuckles came from the audience, “You filthy bastards.”  That shut some of the guys in the crowd up.  The professor looked around, he had a smug look, “And you women, don’t you dare smirk like that, I bet half of you take ‘The Male Body’ for the same damn reason.” There was a long pause, “Well, let’s get on with it, the juicy secrets behind this.”  The long yard stick he was holding lands directly between the legs of an image which just appeared on the screen, a female image.

“Now as I said at the beginning of the semester and as I continue to say during each lecture, expect some graphic images in this presentation.  We will not be hiding what we study—there will be pictures for examples and videos for descriptions.  If your virgin eyes are not ready for these types of images feel free to leave the class, it will not be counted against you in the final grade of the class and what will be said in this lecture will only support the book, not add additional information which will be on a later test.”

A short pause again, him waiting for anyone who wanted to leave to leave.  By the look on his face no one did and that didn’t at all surprise him.  “The last couple weeks we talked about the reproductive system, before that the brain and hormones, before that the breasts—later we will be talking about age, menopause, finally similarities to the male counterpart.  But now we talk about the female pleasure centers.  And surprisingly this is a very highly sought after topic, what makes a woman tick during sex? How does an orgasm work? How can a woman be stimulated from several different spots of the body?  The breasts? The clitoris? Vaginal intercourse? There are even instances of stimulation being triggered from the feet.

“But first, before we can get into all that we have to take a look at the nervous system.” The picture changes to that of a woman’s body, but with lines resembling nerves covering it resembling all major nerves. “Let us get rid of the ones which do not participate in stimulation.”

The image changed, removing various nerves, but still keeping a considerable amount.  When the image was finished there was a cluster between the legs, lines which led down to the feet and arms, several routes of nerves to the breasts area, and a neat red line up the spine right to the brain.  “Just under half the nerves in a woman’s body have some interaction with stimulation, so yes hypothetically a woman could climax from her fingers, back, feet, or even from the neck—though cases of these actually occurring are quite rare, if even in existence.

“The female body can be very sensitive.  This may be the reason why certain woman like being touched in certain, often non-erotic places.  But we’ll get more into that later in the week, today we are all going to get into the juicy heart of a woman’s pleasure center.  The orgasm.”  The picture changes to that of a vagina opened up with several lines pointing at various places and labeling them.  “There are several ways a woman can come to orgasm, the most common are clitorises and vaginal.  Intensity and duration depends on the person, but those can be modified with the correct blend of… chemicals.”

The professor stopped and dug into his pocket, pulling out his cell phone.  He looked at it for a moment before sticking the phone back into his pocket.  He looked back up at the audience, “You know how I’ve told you earlier this year about some of my research?  Well, something came up—something serious. Tommy, Jason.” Two students from the front of the class stood up and head up to the professor, who has since moved back to a podium and pulled the mike off his shirt, setting it on the podium.  A quite bickering started in the audience as the professor whispered to the two gentlemen.

It was quite for a bit before the professor picked his voice up just a little too loud and a distance, but certainly audible “She’s dead.” Bled through the microphone, which was never actually muted.  

The professor looked up at the audience of 357 witnesses. “We have to go now.” The boy known as Jason said to his teacher.

“Agreed.”  Both Jason and the Professor gave a glance to Tommy they nodded and Jason reached an arm over the Professor to lead him to one of the side exits of the lecture hall.  Jason opened the door and the Professor reached a hand back with a button on it.  He pressed the button and the projector went off along with the sound of several doors locking shut.

The door closed and Tommy went over to pick up the mike.  The sound in the auditorium picked up quite a bit as Tommy shouted into it, “Yo guys. We’re all going to just have to sit tight for a bit till the Professor is safe.” 

“You can’t keep us here!” someone yelled from the crowd.

Tommy reached under his shirt and pulled out a black pistol, “Yes I can. No point in trying to call, cell phone service is down.  Now we’re all going to just sit calm till this blows over. Got it.”  The room hushed, but the whispers continued as Tommy twirled the gun in his hands.  “That’s what I thought…” 

The video ends there.