Dr. August. [TMAD series.]

"Sex Ed."

Flashback . . .

Today, Dr. August was invited to a local high school to tell a health class about sexual education. Around 12:45, Dr. August walked into a classroom full of young women. They were all juniors in High School. When he walked in in the outfit that he always puts on in his office, the girls froze and gave him a shocked stare. It didn't take too long for them to start whispering and gossiping to each other. The teacher was a young woman named Mrs. Anne, who was in her early 20's.

"He's sexy as hell." One of the girls whispered in the other girls ear.

"Alright class, settle down!" The teacher smiled as she stood up and placed her hand on Dr. August's shoulders. "Class, this is Dr. August. He's a sex therapist."

"Wait a minute, you're the Dr. August that my older sisters are always talking about?" One girl asked.

"My sister visits him twice a week!" Another girl asked.

"Rachel and Pasha, that's not what he's here to talk about. We're gonna leave it strictly educational and that's it!" Mrs. Anne snarled. "Anyway, you take over. I'll be sitting right over here."

Dr. August sighed and looked at all of the young teenage girls that sat in the classroom. The teacher brought up a drawing of a woman's vagina and a mans penis on the overhead, showing everyone what he would be teaching about.

"How many of you are virgins?" Dr. August smiled.

Half of the class raised their hands. He counted then up in his head, then looked at the girls who didn't have their hands raised.

"To the young ladies who didn't raise their hands, did you know that you now have a greater risk of catching a sexual disease then the women who decided to wait until they were adults?" Dr. August smiled.

"Wait, wha......?" Half of the girls gasped.

"Yep." Dr. August nodded.

"What if we used a condom?" One girl asked.

"A condom isn't 100% guarantee that you won't get pregnant, but it's the best method." Dr. August nodded. "There's a 81% chance of getting your next period. Do y'all know what's one of the most dangerous methods?"

"Unprotected?" One girl asked.

"Unprotected is correct, but what I was really aiming for was the "pulling out" method." Dr. August said as he placed the stick on the vagina picture. "Just because a boy pulls out, DOESN'T mean that you can't get pregnant. A males sperm can come anywhere close to the inside of your vagina and if that seed decides that it wants to swim, it's going to swim. And teenage pregnancy ain't no joke. Trust me, I know."

"Do you have a child, doctor?" Another girl asked.

"I was going to have one, but my girlfriend......committed suicide." Dr. August sighed, looking down. "I got her pregnant at the age of 15. 15 years old. I was obviously a dumb teenager, because I didn't think that you could get a girl pregnant at such a young age. She couldn't handle the pressure of having a child, so she killed herself."

The class demeanor shifted into a shocked in silent mode as Dr. August's words settled in.

"Yeah. That's nothing to "F" around with. That's some serious responsibility." Dr. August said as he pointed the stick to the inside of the vagina. "If you don't use a condom, a single drop of sperm can swim within 24 to 48 hours. The only way you could get rid of that baby is adoption or abortion, which isn't good in my eyes. Don't be grown if you can't handle your responsibilities."

Dr. August cut off the overhead and looked up at the class.

"Anymore questions?" Dr. August smiled.

"What do you do at your job?" A girl asked as the class giggled.

Dr. August glanced down at the floor, smiling and blushing.

"I uh........I have sex with women." Dr. August smiled. "I get paid when they leave tips at the door, which is around $300+ everyday."

"So you just have sex with them if you don't know them?" The same girl asked. "Even if you're unprotected?"

"Oh no I always do it with a condom." Dr. August said, shaking his head. "My job is to make sure that that woman gets the pleasure that they came in for."

"What's the youngest age you take?" Another girl asked.

"18 and up."

"And the oldest?"

"Probably at the age of 40." Dr. August smiled.

"I'm a lesbian, doctor!" One of the juniors smiled. "How do I make my girl squirt?"

"Uhh......" Dr. August gasped, looking at the girl in shock. "Alright. Write these steps down."

The girl pulled out a pen, listening to his every word.

"Place your index finger inside of her vagina first, slip it back out, then place your index and middle finger together." Dr. August nodded. "You slide them inside of her lips, place them up by her clit, then softly move them on the tip of it. You're gonna feel your fingers get a little wet, but keep on doing it and you'll see it all spurt and squirt out of her lips."

"Ooh." Mrs. Anne smiled, giving him a lustful look. "So you know how to do that, huh?"

"Yeah." Dr. August laughed, looking at her.

"Can I get a demonstration, doctor?" One of the girls joked as everyone laughed.

"Hahaha. In about 4 years." Dr. August grinned. "After that, you can step right into my office."

"Say doctor, who's the most beautiful woman who's ever stepped into your office?" A different girl asked.

"No who's the most beautiful girl that you've ever seen?" Another girl asked. "Besides me!"

Dr. August glanced down at the ground, placing a small smile on his face.

"My girlfriend named Numra from high school. My stomach still feels quote on quote "fuzzy" when I think about her." Dr. August smiled. "She was East Indian, had short shoulder length and fuzzy hair, then had the most beautiful brown skin. Nothing ever compared to her beauty in my eyes. Not even Beyonce."

Right when they were about to ask another question, the bell to their class rang. All of the girls groaned and slumped out of their class, preparing for lunch. Dr. August smiled at them then packed his large bag to go.

"Have to leave so early, doctor?" Mrs. Anne grinned.

"Yes." Dr. August grinned back. "I've got to be heading back."

Before he could leave, Mrs. Anne jumped up, placed her hands on the side of his face, then gave him a nice French kiss. He scrunched his eyes shut in confusion as she snatched her lips away from his, leaving lipstick markings all over his plump lips. He looked at her in shock as she placed her fingers on his chin.

"Let me know when your free for an appointment." Mrs. Anne whispered to him as she slipped out of her office.