Mr Johnson watched intrigued as Maritne stood infront of the table where the unifroms were laid out and paused as if contemplating her next actions. He was very pleased when he watched her choose his preffered option, and began to undress. Still facing away from him, but the glances of her flesh; a side of a bra, and a her tight rump in her boxer-style pants, gave him enough to please him for the moment.<br/><br/>"So Martine." he said as she turned back to face him and waited. "Very good, you look a treat. Welcome to Southwarks. Please sit back down and we'l discuss your curiculm for the coming semester." He waited for her to be seated and then pushed his glasses back up his nose again. "First I need you to be honest with me, and self-assess yourself so I can pop you in the most appropriate classes." he reached for a form, and took out an expensive silver plated pen from his top jacket pocket, pressing the button and beginning to read off the questions one by one.<br/><br/>"Martine, first three questions... Are you a Virgin? Second, ever had a three-some, male-male-female or female-female-male? Have you ever had anal sex?" he reeled the questions off quickly, hardly pausing and not looking in the slightest bit embaressed. You could tell he had done this hundreds of times before.