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True Grave
Make The Wrong Things Right
- Joined
- Jun 30, 2010
- Location
- Where The Fight Takes Me
Arthur Jameson was a man with an idea. It was a revolutionary new aphrodisiac that would cure ED and give a man sexual vitality that most only dream of. He had worked hard to get just the right formula, preliminary results had been good, and he was close to releasing on the market a pill that could make him a very rich man. However, his company wished for a field test in order to truly test its effectiveness, and suggested that they first see how potent it was in individuals without sexual dysfunction. His bosses had suggested the usual stale laboratory test, but Arthur had suggested a more innovative solution. He would test the pill on college students within the confines of a classroom.
Since no actual college would permit their campus to be used for such deceit, Arthur and his employees had set up a fake university that looked real to all but the most discerning eye. He had then posted flyers around town and advertised on the Internet to attract students that could be used for the test. Eight takers had been found, all very attractive young men and women, and he thought that this would be the best group that he could have asked for. Arthur himself would pose as the professor of a sexual education class, and a couple of his underlings would pose as secretaries and students on their way to other classes. The materials and other props had been acquired through an auction, and the classroom looked like any you would find in a real university across the country. However, the classroom was definitely not standard.
The room had a blackboard in it, something that was gradually being phased out, and on the other side was a plethora of sex toys. Everything from dildos to ball gags were there, and would provide lots of fun for the students. The bottle of hand sanitizer on his desk was actually filled with lubricant. Sexual sprays and other such liquids, including KY jelly, were hidden in plain sight around the room. Hidden behind a smoke alarm was a camera that would record an ensuing orgy so that he could show the results of his pill to his bosses at the company. Since the class was in the early morning, Arthur would offer his students some coffee, and they would thereby ingest the pill without ever knowing it; preliminary tests had shown that the drug took an average of ten minutes to take effect, so he would not have to play the role of teacher for very long.
The entire plan was perfect, and Arthur smiled with joy as he sat down behind his desk to await his students. The secretaries sat behind the desks and adjusted themselves to look professional. Employees playing security guards stared at fake monitors and tried to look attentive. Other employees waited in place for the students to arrive so that they could walk by and pretend to be headed to other classes. The parking lot had been filled with cars borrowed from a local car dealership to give the illusion that several students were attending classes there. It was an elaborate set-up just to test a new drug, but with millions of dollars on the line, it was well worth the time and effort.
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Brandon Price had just arrived at the college, choosing to walk since it was not far from his apartment. He was studying video game design, but the class that brought him here was for sexual education. He had not had too many encounters and wanted to know what he might be doing wrong. As he entered the classroom at 8:00 AM, he smiled as the instructor handed him a cup of coffee and welcomed him.
"Thanks."
He sat down at a seat in the middle of the room and took a sip of the coffee as he got his study materials together.
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Daron Washington arrived not long after Brandon, dressed in jeans and a basketball jersey. He was a tall man at 6'3", and seemed to glide across the campus with his long legs. He passed a pretty young lady in the hallway and turned to look at her ass.
"Mmm mmm," he said, having great appreciation for the opposite sex.
When he entered the classroom, the instructor handed him a cup of coffee, which he gratefully accepted. Taking a seat in the back, he took a sip of it and leaned back casually, wondering if this class could tell him anything about sex that he didn't already know.
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Jose Flores-Rodriguez pulled into the college in a beat-up truck that his father had let him borrow. Stepping out, he went into the building and looked for the classroom. When he found it, the instructor handed him a cup of coffee.
"Gracias," he said. Thank you.
Jose was a social guy, but felt like he was doing something wrong in his interactions with women. While sitting down in the middle of the class and taking a sip of the coffee, he hoped that he could steer any conversation toward how to be better with that.
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Kazuhiro Moriyama, often known as Kaz, was an exchange student from Tokyo, Japan attending a local college. He had arrived by bus, and hurried to get to class on time. Kaz was a virgin with no experience with women, and hoped this class could tell him what he had been unable to find out on his own. His fondest wish was for the instructor to teach him how to score with a woman. When he entered the class, he was given a cup of coffee by the instructor and thanked him for it. Kaz then sat down at the front of the class and took a sip of the coffee, ready and willing to learn.
Since no actual college would permit their campus to be used for such deceit, Arthur and his employees had set up a fake university that looked real to all but the most discerning eye. He had then posted flyers around town and advertised on the Internet to attract students that could be used for the test. Eight takers had been found, all very attractive young men and women, and he thought that this would be the best group that he could have asked for. Arthur himself would pose as the professor of a sexual education class, and a couple of his underlings would pose as secretaries and students on their way to other classes. The materials and other props had been acquired through an auction, and the classroom looked like any you would find in a real university across the country. However, the classroom was definitely not standard.
The room had a blackboard in it, something that was gradually being phased out, and on the other side was a plethora of sex toys. Everything from dildos to ball gags were there, and would provide lots of fun for the students. The bottle of hand sanitizer on his desk was actually filled with lubricant. Sexual sprays and other such liquids, including KY jelly, were hidden in plain sight around the room. Hidden behind a smoke alarm was a camera that would record an ensuing orgy so that he could show the results of his pill to his bosses at the company. Since the class was in the early morning, Arthur would offer his students some coffee, and they would thereby ingest the pill without ever knowing it; preliminary tests had shown that the drug took an average of ten minutes to take effect, so he would not have to play the role of teacher for very long.
The entire plan was perfect, and Arthur smiled with joy as he sat down behind his desk to await his students. The secretaries sat behind the desks and adjusted themselves to look professional. Employees playing security guards stared at fake monitors and tried to look attentive. Other employees waited in place for the students to arrive so that they could walk by and pretend to be headed to other classes. The parking lot had been filled with cars borrowed from a local car dealership to give the illusion that several students were attending classes there. It was an elaborate set-up just to test a new drug, but with millions of dollars on the line, it was well worth the time and effort.
https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/a8/1c/9e/a81c9e8f1404a6b1885b2173304b2759.jpg
Brandon Price had just arrived at the college, choosing to walk since it was not far from his apartment. He was studying video game design, but the class that brought him here was for sexual education. He had not had too many encounters and wanted to know what he might be doing wrong. As he entered the classroom at 8:00 AM, he smiled as the instructor handed him a cup of coffee and welcomed him.
"Thanks."
He sat down at a seat in the middle of the room and took a sip of the coffee as he got his study materials together.
http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/19700000/Michael-Westbrook-bully-beatdown-19758049-339-500.jpg
Daron Washington arrived not long after Brandon, dressed in jeans and a basketball jersey. He was a tall man at 6'3", and seemed to glide across the campus with his long legs. He passed a pretty young lady in the hallway and turned to look at her ass.
"Mmm mmm," he said, having great appreciation for the opposite sex.
When he entered the classroom, the instructor handed him a cup of coffee, which he gratefully accepted. Taking a seat in the back, he took a sip of it and leaned back casually, wondering if this class could tell him anything about sex that he didn't already know.
http://previews.123rf.com/images/diego_cervo/diego_cervo1105/diego_cervo110500050/9663701-Handsome-happy-young-hispanic-man-smiling-and-relaxing-near-hotel-pool-Horizontal-shape-head-and-sho-Stock-Photo.jpg
Jose Flores-Rodriguez pulled into the college in a beat-up truck that his father had let him borrow. Stepping out, he went into the building and looked for the classroom. When he found it, the instructor handed him a cup of coffee.
"Gracias," he said. Thank you.
Jose was a social guy, but felt like he was doing something wrong in his interactions with women. While sitting down in the middle of the class and taking a sip of the coffee, he hoped that he could steer any conversation toward how to be better with that.
http://s303.photobucket.com/user/daie_ioana/media/tumblr_mbbibsoVV91ryoi4co1_500.jpg.html
Kazuhiro Moriyama, often known as Kaz, was an exchange student from Tokyo, Japan attending a local college. He had arrived by bus, and hurried to get to class on time. Kaz was a virgin with no experience with women, and hoped this class could tell him what he had been unable to find out on his own. His fondest wish was for the instructor to teach him how to score with a woman. When he entered the class, he was given a cup of coffee by the instructor and thanked him for it. Kaz then sat down at the front of the class and took a sip of the coffee, ready and willing to learn.