It worked! He had made it! Lori removed her shirt and edged closer still, a look in her eyes that told him that if they weren't in the middle of something like this much more would happen. But that wasn't the case, and Lori froze on her place with Dragul calling a stop to the activity. Lawrence sighed reluctantly, rising back up from his seated position next to Lori and picked up his T-shirt, already trying to pull it over his head when the professor told him to do so. You just couldn't please some people, could you? But at least it wasn't everything down the drain, for he had succeeded apparently much to the chagrin of the teacher and even provided some good insight to an approach in winning a human over to oneself. Lawrence said not a word, simply pulling on his shirts and moving on to the back rows from where he could still easily observe the proceedings.<br/><br/>And what a show it was. The attempts at succeeding in the challenge were many, the centaur growing surprised to see that not nearly as many would truly succeed at the task as he had predicted. These people had all taken 201 already, with the exception of him, and still some of the approaches were questionable at best. Sure, there were people like Vetric that would only have to wink her way and work their innate magical charm, damn dark elves getting off easy, the cases that would have to try but wouldn't make it past Lori's lack of experience in the field to really consider them as potential partners like the toad folk. Harris didn't deserve the harsh rejection thanks to his approach, but one had to admit that a Banderhobb was not exactly the most traditionally inviting a creature to one's usual human. He'd have better luck under different circumstances. But then there was the case of Parson.<br/><br/>With that, Lawrence didn't know if he regretted Lori not remembering much of these encounters. After all, the bloody idiot wasted less than three seconds from the start of his challenge before he'd already whipped out his dick. Lawrence and Professor Dragul drew back. The rest of the class was deathly silent for two seconds, most of the noise coming from the scrawny minotaur's direction. It was his heavy breathing, the very same that he had been making those first few seconds, a substantial amount of drool falling from the sides of his mouth. The entire class had waited for a reaction. And upon rejection exploded into laughter that Lawrence wasn't sure if anyone but him could withhold. He was unsure even in the case of the professor. Well. That had been something. But not for one moment did Lawrence forget that he had made the deal with Lori. If only he had the time and the chance, he'd chat with her about it. Maybe arrange something at the end of the day? Who knows, it could be fun. He grinned to himself at the back of the class, trying to hide the expression from the professor even if he was busy judging the other attempts taking place.