Time flew by and we didn’t even realize that it was almost closing time. At one point I went to the bathroom and managed to have a sneak peak at her... underwear as she was sitting. She had a nice red thong underneath her jeans which allowed my imagination to run wild as I was in the bathroom. I was honestly, trying hard to keep my hard on down. As soon as I came back I took another peak and sat down. She then also went to the bathroom but gave me a special ‘wiggling’ of her ass as she was. ”“I’m glad you like it. A lesser man wouldn’t.”“How much longer do you have to graduation?”“This semester is almost over. That will put me halfway, so I have another two years.”“That is perfect. How would you like to have your tuition, books and all school supplies paid for in exchange for a five-year contract to start the week after graduation?”“What makes you think I am interested in a PR position. I’m studying journalism.”“With a minor in politics. The types of questions you asked also spoke. The first number was building, the second was floor, the third showed if the door was inside the hall our outside on the building, and the last number was the room number. ‘Oh so they were also clever enough to put my classes so close together, its less likely I would run into someone to get into a fight with. I bet they think they are so fucking clever.’ He finally found his classroom. ‘Ok remember, just stay calm, don’t let anything get to you, and WHATEVER YOU DO DONT THINK ABOUT GIRLS’.. "You'll find out soon enough. Anyway, see you at dinner time! What a lovely surprise!!!" and I ended the call.Despite this cheerful exchange with my daughter, I was perfectly aware that I had entered a minefield. Sure, I'd known all along that the minefield was there, but I now found myself in it sooner than I had expected and under circumstances I hadn't envisaged. As that realization sank in, my mood changed.I went to the front office. Joyce was on the phone, but once she'd finished she.