Time And Again and Again

by Paperback Writer

This is a story of pure fantasy. It's dedicated to all the women scientist hotties out there, and also to the author Androgyne, a charter member of the Paperback Posse. For the first part of the saga, please see my story "Time and Again".

Janet woke up excited. It was her birthday, and she was officially a teenager! Her elation was dimmed somewhat, though, by the fact that she was having some unwelcome guests at her birthday party that day. At her mother's urging, her former best friend Dory Bundcher had been invited and would be there. Janet had been distancing herself from Dory for some time now. While Janet still looked the same as she did when she was 11, after Dory turned 12 she had experienced a significant growth spurt, and her increased height and new figure had drawn the attention of a new circle of popular friends; Karyn McClelland, Charlotte Hamilton, and Leslie Carr.

Calling themselves the 3 Queen Bees, their de facto leader was the prettiest (and meanest) Bee, Karyn McClelland. The McClellands were the richest people in town; Mr. McClelland was president of the Grinnell National Bank. Karyn was 5'4", an average physique but with a cute figure, amazing green eyes, and shiny black hair. Her personality, in opposition to her physical appearance, however, was quite unpleasant. She was stuck up, a bully, and just plain rude to anyone who was not in a position to do something for her.

Her sidekick Charlotte Hamilton was tall, 5'9", long frizzy brown hair with bangs and a willowy body. Charlotte's mom had been sending out photos to various agencies to get her started in a modeling career. Since she didn't have much of an interest in her studies it was her best hope. She was snobby to everyone except Karyn.

Leslie Carr was 5' 6" with short red hair in a style like Jamie Lee Curtis in that 'Trading Places' movie that just came out. Of the 3 Queen Bees, she had the most curves but was in great shape thanks to the aerobic dances classes and on-going hacky-sack sessions at school.

She was always dressed stylishly, in either stone-washed jeans or trendy pink neon turtleneck sweaters with matching socks and China flats on her feet. Stylish designer glasses framed her deep blue eyes. She wasn't a brainiac or a nerd, but she unlike the other two Bees she did care about her grades.

And now Dory was becoming the fourth Queen Bee. Janet was sickened by it.

Janet was too small and insignificant to warrant the attention of the Queen Bees, but Dory had insisted that they be invited too, and Janet's mother had agreed.

As Janet walked into the bathroom to take a shower, she stopped to look at her reflection in the large bathroom mirror. She saw the same thing as always – a short, skinny, flat-chested girl with small aureoles and button nipples. A light covering of hair marked the entrance to her pudenda, but other than that, no secondary sex characteristics were in evidence. She raised her thin arms; no hair in her armpits. No hair on her legs that required having. She turned around, and looked at her rear. The same unchanged skinny butt cheeks greeted her eyes, on top of her skinny legs.

As she turned back around, she saw shimmering in the mirror. It was blurry at first, but then became a little clearer; now standing on her left side, it was a transparent image that looked almost exactly like her, except the hair on the head was a little longer, the pubic hair darker, the arms and legs a little more filled out. The doppelganger image raised its right hand in what seemed to be a greeting. Petrified, Janet slowly turned her eyes away from the mirror and looked to her left. It was standing there looking directly at her! After a moment, the apparition started to move through her, like a ghost going through a door in an old horror movie – except it didn't come out!

Suddenly she felt a very weird sensation, almost like she was a balloon being inflated. Physically, she looked the same, no swelling or anything along those lines. Janet shook her head as if to shake whatever it was out, then turned on the shower and waited for the water to become hot, then got in. She washed her hair, soaped herself up, then proceeded to rinse off. As her hand crept close to her labia, she had a sudden urge to rub herself. She opened her legs slightly, and then let her fingertips slowly trail down her slit, gently inserting them between the outer lips.

Seemingly unable to control her movements now, she shuddered from pleasure as the fingers went up a few inches and circled her little clit, then back down to caress the opening of her vagina. Throwing her head back and closing her eyes, she gave an involuntary groan as she continued to pleasure herself. It was as if her body knew what felt good, and was making her do this!

She felt an unfamiliar set of contractions, mild at first, then increasing as her fingers moved more expertly, driving her to her first orgasm. Her cumming finally hit her and she sank to her knees, the warm water cascading down as the waves of pleasure peaked and then subsided.

Feeling back in control, she stood up and turned off the shower, grabbing a towel to dry herself with. After her body and hair were dry, she went into her bedroom and put on her usual clothes – panties, jeans, but because it was her birthday and her mom wanted her to dress up she put on a button-down blouse with a collar instead of a t-shirt. This was followed by white socks and her ever-present sneakers.

As her thoughts wandered, she thought again of Dory, and how angry she was at her former best friend for having big tits and being all popular, and how she couldn't wait for the party to be over. That's when the voice in her head softly spoke. "You're angry at Dory, but it's not her fault she is who she is." Janet realized that the voice in her head was – her own!!! But it wasn't her - It was like there were two of her in there!

"Aggh!" she cried out, thinking she was losing her mind. "Who are you? Am I going crazy?"

The Janet-voice continued, "You're not going crazy. It's me – I mean you. Listen to me, Janet, believe it or not, I'm the future you – it may sound fantastic now, but the FUTURE you – that's me - is going to accomplish amazing things – like discovering a way to talk to the NOW you. I'm you in the form of a biological electrical impulse."

"Really?" 13-year-old Janet said out loud. "How do I know you're real?"

"That self-pleasuring in the shower - Have you ever masturbated before? When I was your age, I didn't learn how until college. But you just did it, because I just taught you how," the Janet-voice continued, "It appears I can override your mind and control our body to a certain degree."

"The reason I'm here is to help you realize that you're angry at Dory and jealous of her body, but it's unfair to her. She is your best friend, after all," Janet-voice said.

"Yeah, right," young Janet said out loud. "I don't even know her anymore. She's like all pretty and popular and 'ooh, look at me!' – She's not the same! I can't stand her – or her creepy friends."

The Janet-voice spoke soothingly. "Janet, you mustn't judge her too harshly. Dory is going through some changes. She's got a new body and some new friends, but she's just in the process of discovering who she is, as most young girls do. Her feelings for you haven't changed. She loves you, and although it doesn't feel like it right now, you love her too. If you turn your back on her, you'll regret it for the rest of your life! You've got to trust me on this, please!"

Young Janet curled up on her bed in a fetal position and shook her head, speaking angrily, "SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUP!!!!!!! Get out of my head, you BITCH!"

And then it was quiet. The Janet-voice was gone. She flexed her fingers and her toes, moved her arms around – she was totally in control, everything seemed normal. Her mother's voice called up the stairs, "Janet, honey, is everything all right? Is that shouting I hear?"

"Nothing Mom, I was just practicing some cheers," Janet answered. "I'm thinking of trying out for the squad," she lied.

"OK, Honey, but be careful. Those cheerleaders sometimes hurt themselves," her mom warned.

Janet called back, "Don't worry, I probably won't even make the squad, I'm just preparing myself." For emphasis she did a couple of real cheers that she had heard at a football game. By that time, her mother had gone off to finish the party preparations.

An hour or so later, Janet still had not heard from the Janet-voice again. She shrugged it off to fatigue, although she had thoroughly enjoyed masturbating in the shower. She figured she had read about it somewhere and then forgotten about it until today.

The guests arrived, including Dory. There was a piñata, and the usual cake. Janet's mom put on some music, modern stuff that girls could dance to, although only a few did. The rest stood around, rapidly becoming bored. Finally, as guests began leaving Dory walked up to Janet and whispered in her ear, told her that she had a special gift – now that Janet was 13, she wanted to be the one to give her a first kiss.

Initially Janet was shocked, but then a plan began to form in her mind where she could make Dory the laughingstock of the school. She told Dory to go wait in the closet under the basement steps, and she'd meet her there in 15 minutes after everyone else had left. Dory made tiny claps with her hands, and in her excitement practically ran down the stairs to the basement. Janet then walked up to Karyn and the rest of the Queen Bees to tell them about Dory being gay and wanting to kiss her. She opened her mouth, but then what came out was a very polite thank-you for coming. No betrayal, no gossiping, nothing like she had planned. Karyn turned and in a bored manner said, "Yeah, happy birthday and all that. Come on, girls, let's go to the movies." And with that, the three Queen Bees walked out.

Shaken, Janet closed the door. She had not heard the Janet-voice, but the words she spoke were not what she had wanted to say. She went downstairs and opened the closet door. Dory was waiting – she had put on lipstick and even unbuttoned her blouse to reveal her wonderful naked breasts. She reached out her hands and pulled Janet in with her, closing the closet door. In the dark Janet felt the long fingers unbuttoning her blouse, then arms went around her and she was embraced, naked chest-to-chest with Dory.

Dory whispered, "Janet, it's fun sometimes to hang out with the Queen Bees, but they are so boring. All they talk about is boys and makeup and CDs, and they are so dumb, some of them. I've been tutoring Karyn and Leslie in algebra for weeks, and they still don't completely get it. They may be popular, but that's not saying a lot. I know you've been kind of avoiding me lately, but I'm still your friend, Janet. That hasn't changed. That's why I wanted to be the one to give you your first kiss – to show you how much I care. I, kind of, well, love you Janet. I hope that's OK."

Standing on her tip-toes, her little nipples rubbing against Dory's soft globes, Janet put her lips on Dory's, and they stayed in place, the kiss lasting for several minutes. Janet realized that it was one of the most wonderful things she had ever felt. She thought she heard the Janet-voice whisper, "Told you so," but it was so fast and quiet it could have been her own imagination. Then Dory kissed her mouth again, and this time she felt a touch of tongue on her lips as the taller girl's hands rubbing gently across her little nipples.

She began to move her hands on Dory's soft mounds as well, and opened her mouth slightly as the tongue gently probed past her lips. A warmth in her pussy very similar to what she felt in the shower began to creep through her, and Dory's thigh was between her legs, putting pressure against the crotch of her jeans. She moaned softly at the pleasurable sensation and moved her tongue against Dory's, and then on into her mouth. Dory by now was moaning in pleasure as well. Suddenly, both girls went stiff and fell silent as Janet's mom called down the basement steps. "Janet? Where are you? Are you down there?"

Quickly breaking their embrace, they opened the closet door and stepped out. "I'm down here with Dory, mom! Don't come down - she's telling me some secrets, OK?" Janet called back. Giggling at the excitement, they quickly put their clothes back in order. Janet was turning to go up the stairs, but Dory grabbed her arm.

"Wait!" she whispered. She gave Dory another quick kiss, and then took a hankie out of her pocket. "Lipstick,"she said, wiping Janet's mouth and face clean. Holding hands, they ran up the stairs and out the back door.

"We're going for a walk, Mom," Janet called out as the screen door slammed. Suddenly, her 13th birthday was turning out much more memorable than she had planned.

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Five seconds after the electronic pulse transmission fired, the control panel lit up completely, including every warning light on it. Something was terribly wrong. The EKG monitor that was tracking Janet's heart activity went flat, indicating cardiac arrest. Atiyah could only utter two words, "Oh, SHIT!" before reaching over to hit the blue emergency switch. The device immediately powered down, all the lights and meters instantly dark.

Disconnecting the helmet and the neuro-feeds as quickly as possible, Atiyah pulled the smaller woman from the chair and quickly laid her flat on the insulated floor and reached into the first aid crash cart and grabbed a small red plastic case with a heart-and-lightning bolt logo on it. She said a silent prayer of thanks to Dr. LaBouve, who had been proven prescient in insisting the monitoring console and electronic pulse aggregator station be placed on a double-layered anti static mat to provide a path for grounding a charge from any conductive object placed on it.

In this case, the conductive object proved to be Dr. Ostrovsky, and the electrical charge was about to come from the state-of-the-art emergency defibrillator now in Atiyah's hands. There was no time to call 911 first – she had to think back on the first-aid training she had gotten during her first week. Scared now, she suddenly felt much younger than 15. She wished her Momma was there to guide her.

"Come on, Atiyah!" she said out loud to herself, "You can fucking DO this, girl! You HAVE to!" Her confidence began to inch back up. Focused now, it was all coming back – there was a three-step process to kick-start the heart, the instructor had said: Pull, Place & Press.

Atiyah pulled the cartridge handle marked "PULL" in large letters. "So only a true shithead like my brother could mess it up," she thought to herself. This initiated the robot voice that guided a user through the process.

"Tear away any clothing or jewelry covering the target areas," it directed. Atiyah reached down and ripped Janet's blouse open, buttons flying everywhere. She pondered for a second how much fun that could have been if the woman on the floor had been breathing! The ultra-kissable lips were now turning blue. Her ribcage with the succulent nipples was not moving. Stifling a sob, the young girl redoubled her concentration.

The robot voice now calmly instructed Atiyah to place the pads on the patient's bare chest, providing detailed instructions on where to place the pads. Once Atiyah accomplished this, the electronic brain sensed that the pads had been applied to the skin, and gave instructions to press the orange shock button.

Atiyah pressed the orange button on the left paddle, and Janet's body jerked slightly from the discharge. The heart monitor beep that should have resulted was not there. Still no breathing. "Damn it, Janet!" she cried, and taking a deep breath, put the paddles back in place and pressed the orange button again…

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The rest of the day went by in a blur, Janet and Dory walking through the park and talking, reconnecting. Dory talked about the Queen Bees, and how Leslie was actually very nice except when she was hanging around with Karyn and Charlotte. Every so often when they were out of sight hidden under the trees they would stop and kiss. They knew they had to be careful – this was conservative Grinnell, Iowa, after all, and with a population of only 9,236, everybody knew everyone else's business – or tried to, anyway.

For the rest of the summer, they were once again inseparable. One week, Janet's father took them out camping for a few days. They took advantage of the opportunity to share a sleeping bag and quietly explore each other's bodies while he snored in the one-man tent a few feet away. They experimented a little bit at a time, first with caresses, then kissing and sucking nipples, then mutually rubbing each other to climax.

Once school started, they went together to the back-to-school 7th & 8th grade dance at the gymnasium. The Queen Bees arrived as a group, of course. Queen Bee Karyn had brought some wine coolers into the gym, hidden in her purse. It appeared as if she had consumed one or two, since she was already slurring her words. Seeing Dory standing with Janet, she staggered over to her.

"Dorreee! Whyyou standing with thissss little cunt?" she demanded in a gravelly voice that sounded like Bonnie Tyler's. "Youshould be with ussss! This bish is useless, doezzn't even have any titties!" She laughed, and grabbed one of Leslie's firm breasts and shook it roughly. "Now THISH is a titty! Right girls?" Leslie backed away embarrassed, not saying anything. Charlotte made grunting agreement noises, clearly uncomfortable with Karyn's behavior however.

"Come on Dorreee! Lose the nerd-bird, and bring yer fine ash with us." Karyn commanded. She started walking away, the alcohol making her steps unsure. Dory, her arms now crossed, stayed where she was with Janet. Karyn turned and looked at her. "Come on, Dorreee! Are you a Queen Bee or not, you stoopud sssslut?" she demanded.

"I'm staying with my friend," Dory said, her anger rising but her voice even, "…and I'M not the stupid slut, little Miss 'D-in-algebra'!"

Karyn was back in her face in a split second, looking up since Dory was several inches taller. "You whore!" she shouted. "You'd rather be with that four-eyed freak than USS?" Dory unfolded her arms, her hands now hanging at her side, her fists clenched. Her face now very red, she was about to respond when a man's hand reached over and took Karyn's arm. It was one of the chaperones, Principal Estes.

"I think you need to come with me, Miss McClelland," he said quietly. "Let's go call your parents and have them pick you up." As he led her away, she turned to the group.

"You're no Queen Bee, yur a fuskin looser, Doorreee! You and that little nerd girlfriend of yours! You bischhes are on my LIST! Charlotte, Leslie, get away from them lezzy hoors!" And then she was gone.

Leslie stood there stunned. Charlotte nonchalantly drifted away, trying to catch the attention of some cute boys. Dory, her eyes filling with tears, took Janet by the hand and led her into the darkened girl's locker room. Janet was speechless, not knowing what to say or feel, and followed obediently.

Under the red glow of the EXIT sign, they sat together on a bench. Dory was quietly crying. Janet put her arm around Dory's shoulder, and tried to console her. "Dory, you were so brave," she said. "You stuck up for me. But now those girls are going to make your life hell."

"I don't care about them, Janet. It's you I care about right now. You know I love you. But I have a confession to make. You know how I was tutoring Leslie? Well, one day when we were studying, her parents were away at some country club director's meeting, something kind of…happened. One minute we were studying equations, the next minute, we were...we kissed. A lot. And then we ended up in bed."

Janet looked at Dory in the red glow, horrified at what she was hearing. "Dory – how could you…" was all she managed to get out.

"I'm so sorry, Janet," Dory whispered, "please forgive me." Janet sat there, stunned. Then the door opened and Leslie walked in.

"Are you guys OK in here?" she asked. Janet, her eyes filling with tears, rushed out, pushing Leslie against the wall as she ran from the room.

Walking through the school parking lot, eyes filled with tears at her best friend's betrayal, Janet didn't hear the footsteps behind her until a hand grabbed her, spun her around, and threw her small frame against a dumpster. It was Karyn, still drunk.

"You stoopid slunt," she slurred. "I'm fuckin' Karyn McClelland, and I'm the boss around here. Ever-damn-body does what I fuckin' sez. That principal thinks he'ss so hot shit, he'll be fired on Monday. I'll say he grabbed my boob, and you're going to be my witness, aren't you, little tramp!" Karyn held Janet firmly against the dumpster with one hand on her throat, and with the other began tearing at her blouse. Buttons flying, Janet felt the evening cool as her blouse was torn open. With her free hand, the larger girl started mauling Janet's little nipples, twisting them and pinching them. Janet squealed in pain, although Karyn still held her tightly by the throat.

"You call yourself a fucken girl, you ain't even got titties," the larger girl cruelly taunted. Janet felt the hand let go of her neck, and then it slapped her on the right side of her face, making her glasses go flying. "Now take off your panties, you ssslut," Karyn ordered. "I want to see if you have a dick down there. I'll bet you do! Now take them off an show me yer fuckin' pussy dick, boy!" and in so saying, she slapped Janet on the right side of her face. Janet, sobbing now, slowly reached under her skirt with shaking hands to grasp the elastic waistband of her shorts.

Karyn took Janet by the shoulders and shook her. "C'mon, I thought hoors undressed fast. Or izzat just hoors who fuck boys? Cause I know you like fuckin' the girls don'tcha, ssslut?"

Suddenly a voice rang out, strong and clear, "Karyn, get your damn hands off her!" Karyn looked over her shoulder. It was Leslie.

"Ohhh, good, Lesh, you're just in time. Help me strip this bish down – I'm lookin' to see if she's got a cock on her," Karyn ordered, and turned her head back toward Janet. Suddenly Karyn was the one being spun around, Leslie landing a roundhouse punch on her jaw, dropping the girl like a stone.

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Taking the injured girl back home, Leslie tended to Janet's cuts and abrasions, and found her a T-shirt to wear along with a pair of her little brother's jeans. Now cleaned up with a hot cup of cocoa in her hands, Janet found her hands had quit trembling. Any anger from Dana's betrayal was long gone. She listened as Leslie explained, "Janet, I know you guys are really close. Dory's confided in me before how much she cares about you. I don't want to hurt you or take her away from you. It was just a one-time thing, you know?" Leslie took a breath, then continued, "She was tutoring me in algebra one night at my house when my parents were at a country club meeting, and I had been crying because Karyn had really hurt my feelings. It's not easy hanging out with Karyn, you know. She can be just as mean to Charlotte and me as everyone else, but she only does it when no one else sees it. That day she had called me a fat slob because I wasn't skinny like Charlotte. Anyway, Dory had always been so patient tutoring me, when she put her arm around me and told me I was pretty, I just had to kiss her. Then one thing led to another, and it was great, but Dory doesn't love me, Janet. She loves you!"

Still feeling hurt, Janet was about to respond with some cruel comment, but the Janet-voice spoke and said, "Let her finish. I think she's got something important to say."

Leslie sat down on the bed next to Janet. "To be honest, Janet, I'm a little jealous of Dory. I've kind of…really liked you for a long time. I've always thought you were cute and sweet. I hated it when Karyn would pick on you, but couldn't do anything about it. I used to be afraid of her, but not after tonight. I'm through with her. So, Janet, can you forgive me?" Stunned, Janet could only nod her head 'yes'. For the first time that night, Leslie smiled. "Can I kiss you?" she asked shyly.

As before, Janet could only nod her head 'yes', squeezing her eyes shut as tears started running down her cheeks. Her feelings were in a tizzy, having gone from jealousy to anger to forgiveness to flattered. Taking the smaller girl's chin in her hand and tilting her head back, Leslie closed her eyes as well and gently pressed her lips onto Janet's. Warmth was rapidly spreading in her pussy, lust unexpectedly flaring, and Janet wrapped her arms around Leslie's neck. Her tongue slipped in to dance with Janet's as the kiss immediately escalated from lightly chaste to intensely passionate.

Undressing. Fumbling. More kissing, not just restricted to mouths anymore. Leslie kisses Janet's nipples softly and gently, as they were still sore from Karyn's mistreatment of them. Some tickling, some giggling. At one point, Leslie laying back and guiding Janet on top of her, saying, "Now just do what I tell you to, you're gonna love this!" Janet finding herself between two widespread legs, her pussy mound pressed firmly against Leslie's. When the redhead began to move under her, the feelings that came out of Janet's pussy were unlike anything else she had ever experienced. Her tongue was deep in Leslie's mouth when she came, humping and moaning madly.

After they rested a bit, they called Dory and asked her to meet them at the ice cream shop for a milkshake. The three girls were inseparable after that for the rest of the summer. Karyn and Charlotte became outcasts, and never bothered Janet, Dory, or Leslie again. The Janet-voice would only speak now and then, but when it did it was usually something important. And on her 14th birthday, young Janet heard the Janet-voice speak for the final time, saying, "See you at home."

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Janet opened her eyes and saw her assistant's face leaning over her. Atiyah smiled and wrapped her arms around Janet, hugging her tightly, but then began to cry. "Janet, I was so scared. You were dying, I wasn't sure if I could save you. I don't know what I would have done if I hadn't."

Janet gently took her head in her hands and kissed the girl on the lips. "Shhh-shh-shh-shh. You did save me, Atiyah. Here I am, living proof that you are an amazing girl. But now, tell me – how long have I been in a coma?"

Atiyah looked oddly at Janet. "A coma?" she said, confused, "Doctor, you were in the chair for about 30 seconds when your heart stopped, and it took me several tries to revive you, so it must have been three or four minutes all together."

Janet was stunned. "Atiyah, when I was back in 1983, my electrical pulse self was embedded in my real 13-year-old self for a year!" she exclaimed.

Atiyah thought about it a few minutes before reaching her conclusion. "Janet, you've just found direct proof of Einstein's twin paradox relativity solution of 1918, where a space/time traveler space ages faster than a twin who stays on earth! Here, in the now, a few seconds went by while in your time travels a year went by!"

Suddenly, a large wave of weariness hit Janet, and she leaned back and groaned.

"Dr. Ostrovsky - Are you all right? How do you feel?" the young girl asked nervously. Janet sat up. She realized she was back in the dorm room, safely in her bed. Her head felt like there was a small person with a big hammer inside, trying to get out.

Holding her throbbing head in her hands, she answered in a rough voice, "I feel like death warmed over. Can you get me some aspirin, honey?" Atiyah ran to get aspirin and water. "And I thought you were supposed to call me Janet!" she called after the girl.

She noticed she was naked beneath the sheet that covered her. Just then Atiyah returned with an aspirin bottle. She, too, was naked. Janet gulped several aspirin and chased it with the glass of water, drinking it in one fell swoop. "Why am I naked?" she asked.

"Well, when your heart stopped, I had to take your blouse off to use the defibrillator. And then the shock from the defibrillator made your bladder release, so I had to take your pants off." Atiyah explained as she sat on the bed next to her mentor. Janet nodded her head, as if it all made sense.

Then she asked, "OK, but why are YOU naked?" Atiyah smiled and replied, "Once your heart started and you began breathing again, I didn't think it was fair for only one of us to be naked." Leaning forward, she gave Janet a long kiss, her skilled hands once again roaming the small body.

As she was kissing Atiyah, Janet thought it over, then when she came up for air remarked, "This is going to be quite a paper I write. In fact, I may not even write it – no one would believe it. But there is some good news, Atiyah. Remember yesterday when we had sex I told you I was inexperienced? That's not the case any longer. Now just do what I tell you to, you're gonna love this!"

Atiyah, ever the good student, loved the subject matter so much that she made sure Janet would grade her highly, even earning extra credit for her teacher's multiple orgasms.