Leslie nods her head quickly, biting her lower lip and sitting on the very very edge of the couch Richard motioned for her to sit on. She breathes a sigh of relief she hadn't realized she was holding as he goes back to sit on his own chair behind the computer screen.<br/><br/>She was pleased to discover him easy on the eyes...not a crusty old professor in a lab coat. Though who knew what she might end up with?<br/><br/>"Yes," she replies, putting her big biochem book down beside her and shrugging out of her backpack. "Leslie, I..." She falters, and the bag falls to the floor at the word 'porn.' Her eyes drift closed as her hands close into fists on her thighs. Yes, this was actually happening.<br/><br/>Visibly composing herself she opens her eyes and looks at Richard, attempting to act nonchalant (as if that was possible). "I uh...I have to pass all of my classes to keep my scholarship, and...I'm not. I heard you can do things..."