Professor<a class="link link--external" href="https://www.gotceleb.com/wp-content/uploads/photos/maitland-ward/in-jeans-out-in-la/Maitland-Ward-in-Jeans--01.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Maitland Moore</a>was there at 6:30, and was pleasantly surprised to find Ayameko waiting outside the locked door.  She gave the young freshmen a warm smile.  "So glad you decided to come!"  She greeted her new student and prospective club member but her hands were full with her purse and a small cooler with non-alcoholic drinks.  She set the cooler down and used her free hand to give the student a small hug, wrapping an arm around her slender shoulder and pulling her close enough for her full breasts to press into the younger girl.  "Would you get that please?"  She asked as she used her key card to unlock the door to the club's assigned room, she let her student in and propped it open as they entered.    The lights came on automatically and she immediately winced at the glare, that wouldn't do.  "Maybe a little bright."  She said, frowning at the glare and making a mental note to talk to her friend in maintenance about maybe toning it down a bit.<br/><br/>The room did have that slight scent of bleach, which at least meant it had been sanitized per her instructions.  She had always found the custodial staff, the guys at least, most accommodating to her wishes.  She laid her oversized bag down on the table near the door and produced several scented candles, arranging them strategically around the room and lighting each one even though they barely made a difference in the glow of the modern LED style light fixtures.  She turned off the lights and looked at the room bathed in the soft candle, light, "much better" she declared before turning the lights back on for now.  The candles at least replacing the clinical bleach smell with a slight hint of strawberries and cream, a deliciously erotic combination of foods in her opinion.<br/><br/>"Do you think anyone else will show up?"  She asked the young student, only slightly revealing her internal nervousness over this whole thing.  Truth be told, she could have a lot of fun just with Ayameko, but she doubted the club would last long with only one student member.  The administration having fought against it until the very real threat of a lawsuit made them relent.  She knew she was as much of a target as the club itself politically, but it was an opportunity she wasn't going to let go to waste.  She surveyed the room, a mismatched collection of cast off furniture, mostly faux leather vinyl couches and chairs which would at least be easier to clean than their cloth counterparts, not a minor virtue for what she hoped might be happening here soon.  Otherwise the room was windowless and seemed a bit more like a dungeon than a classroom, which wasn't a bad trade off really.  The ceiling had the open metal joists they could use for suspension bondage, one of Maitland's favorites, if they got that advanced.  A few old matts from the gymnastics program covered the hard tile floor in the center of the rough circle of couches.  She continued her mental notes of things they would need moving forward, like maybe some floor pillows, not to mention some rigging and some specialized furniture.<br/><br/>The scent of the candles reminded her of the fruit tray she had left in her car.  She held out her keys to Ayameko "would you be a dear and bring the fruit tray from my car?"  She asked, grateful to have both the helping hands and the company as she waited to find out just what sort of response the club would receive.  "Just push the unlock button and you'll see it."  She had a black Mercedes SUV but they were kind of popular with the faculty but the key would get her to the right vehicle.  The freshmen no sooner left than Maitland felt alone and the nervousness swelled up and she was eager for her to return to have someone to talk to and help pass the time.<br/><br/>As 7pm approached, it turned out it wouldn't be just her and Ayameko.  There was a slight rush just before she was ready to close the door.  A studious and nervous looking student walked in.  "Good evening and welcome."  She said, her eyes appreciating his form.  His race a surprise given the demographic of the student body but quite welcome as far as Maitland was concerned.  She wondered if his interests were in line with the club's or was he mostly just lonely and isolated.  It didn't matter, he was still very welcome and Maitland was intent on letting him know.<br/><br/>She was about to close the door when she saw another student, athletic and classically handsome.  "You just made it."  She said, a hint of tease in her voice as she closed the self locking door behind him.  He didn't look lonely or isolated at all.  She could only imagine his motivation for joining such a group, not that she blamed him in the least.  In fact, he might be just what they needed.<br/><br/>Addressing the group she started off with her professor voice.  "Good evening and Welcome to ALEC, I'm guessing you all already know what that stands for.  If not, and you are here by accident, I suggest you leave before you are in for a surprise."  She said with a small laugh acknowledging the rather unusual and controversial nature of their little group.  "While I am a member of the faculty here at Sedgewick, I am not your teacher in this room.  I am simply your advisor, I am here to facilitate your exploration and to keep each of you safe, physically at least."  Her piercing blue eyes shifted from young face to young face, each in turn.  "You may call me Maitland in this room or Matty if you want to be friendly, if you are in one of my classes, you shall continue to treat me as you would any other member of the faculty."  Her voice softened as she continued.  "Now, why don't you all introduce yourselves and let us get to know each other.  Feel free to have some refreshments."  She said as she neared the fruit tray and picked up a large ripe strawberry, dipped it into the cream, which dripped onto her fingers.  Then, looking at the rest of the class, wrapped her lips around the fruit and bit down on it.   She gave a small moan of pleasure before discarding the stem then licking her fingers clean in a somewhat erotic fashion before yielding the floor to the others as she sat with a drink in hand to listen.