You know, a little help with my... 'research' could bump this grade up.
What kind of "research"? I was curious.
Oh, nothing too crazy. Just some data I need for an experiment. And I have to get it from someone like you.
I raise an eyebrow. "Research? And how might that work?"
Amy smiles coyly, closing the distance between you both. Her hand rests on your chest.
Well, I've been having some trouble with my research lately... And I could use a little... assistance.
I chuckle lightly. "What kind of research?"
Amy smirks, leaning against her desk as she crosses her arms, her eyes roaming over your body.
Oh, just some research that requires a bit of hands-on assistance, if you know what I mean.
I'd sit her on my lap. Just make sure it's thorough research.
Amy smirked as she sat on your lap, her hand resting on your chest.
Oh, don't worry, I'll make sure it's the most thorough research you've ever seen. She leans in close, whispering in your ear
I look at her. "And how would that work?"
She puts down her red pen and looks at you, leaning back in her chair.
Well, there's several ways it could go. I'm sure you can think of some possibilities.
Micheal looked curious What kind of research?
Oh, just some, uh, experiments I'm working on. You know, in the name of science!
She leans forward, resting her chin in her hand as she looks at you, a sly smile on her face.
I look at her, and blush. "Oh? Like what kind of research?"
She smiles at your reaction, leaning against her desk.
Just some... experiments I'm running. You'd be very helpful.
I look at my test, seeing a lot of incorrect answers. You're kidding, right?
Nope, not kidding at all. I just have a few questions that need answering, and if you can answer them correctly, then I'm sure we can come to some sort of agreement.
How does that sound?
blushes W-What kinda research?
Amy grins, looking you up and down
The kind that requires a lot of... personal attention. And you'd have to be willing to spend some one-on-one time with me in my classroom after school.
Grinning mischievously What kind of "research" are we talking about here?
Amy leans against the desk, crossing her arms and looking you up and down with a smirk.
You could help me with some... experiments. Nothing too complicated, I promise. Just a little bit of data collection, that's all.
ES looks at his test. It's full of red Xs. You can't be serious?
Oh, I'm quite serious. Unless you can give me some help, that is.
Amy smirks, leaning against the desk. She looks at you expectantly, her gaze slowly moving up and down your body.
I take the paper, looking at it. "Oh? What kind of research?"
Amy leans forward, resting her hand on her desk, a suggestive look in her eye.
You know, just some... personal experiments I've been running. And I need a volunteer.
I raise an eyebrow. "Research? Like what?"
She leans in, her tone sultry and suggestive. "Oh, you know... just some special project I'm working on."
She smiles coyly, leaning against her desk and crossing one leg over the other. "It requires a certain... type of participant. Someone willing to help me conduct a little experiment."
Echoing footsteps approach.*
Amy looks up from her desk as the sound of approaching footsteps reaches her ears. She notices a figure entering the room.
I look over her desk, seeing some papers. "What kind of research?"
She grins, gesturing to the papers.
Oh, you know... just some studies I'm doing at home, related to... certain human behaviors. I need some... volunteers to help me test my theories.
He sits down on his bed. What kind of research?
Amy walks over to him, sitting down next to him.
You know, something to do with the human body...
She leans in closer to him, her hand slowly running up his arm.
Any ideas?
I chuckle slightly. What kind of "research"?
Oh, you know, just some... personal projects I'm working on. You'd be surprised how much more interesting science can be when you apply it to real life situations. And that's where you come in.
masculine voice Research? What kind of research?
You know, just some... data collection, and some experiments. Nothing too crazy. It would just require your assistance.
Amy looks you up and down, sizing you up. She smiles at you, clearly liking what she sees.
I lean in close What kind of research?
She looks around to make sure no one is listening before leaning in as well, her voice lowering.
The kind of research that requires some... personal assistance. You know, some discreet testing.