Sex Therapist (closed for NeverWinterNite)

The average American college student spends 4 years at their chosen school, whether it be an Ivy League school or the local community college. It is during this time that the student grow mentally and emotionally. They have new experiences, meet new people, join clubs and socities.

One of the myths of college learning is about experiencing and learning about sex. Studies have shown that 72% of all freshmen were virgin on their first day. That number drops to 38% when they graduate. In this 38%, 20% are waiting for marraige, 15% are waiting for the right person, but not necessarily formarraige. That leaves 3%. Who are this 3%? A quick thought suggests they are the shy, the nerds, the bookworms. College society looks down on these students. But not Dr. Adrian Stanley.

Dr. Stanley had been appointed as a sex therapist for a well known Ivy League school. He was brought in because the resident therapist had seen quite a few students, who fit the 3% category, come through her doors with questions about sex. She felt that someone had to be brought in to adquately deal with these students.

Adrian arrived a week before the new term was due to start. He surveyed his office. A desk, therapist bed and chair, and a couch. He added his own touches, a coffee machine and a picture of his loving wife. She knew exactly what was going to be happening in this office. In fact, she had encouraged him to take the position. What made Adrian different to other sex therapists is that he adopted a more hands-on approach, helping his patients past their insecurity in the safety of this office.

And so, the first day of the new year had arrived. Adrian was sitting in his office, drafting up the e-mail and flyers that would be going later today. It needed to soft and welcoming. Others may make fun of it, but he didn't want their attention. The e-mail went out and handed a big box of flyers to his willing volunteer. Now all he had to do was wait for his first patient....

It was Laura Samuels first day at Harvard University. Her mom had dropped her off in the parking lot, wishing her a good day as Laura turned to make her way across campus. Her black backpack was loaded with books and supplies, as she strolled across the grass. The load was taking a toll on her back, and she almost tripped into a guy handing out flyers.

He shoved one in her hand and smiled at her, as she stopped to read it. “Sex therapist?! Virginity! Sex!” She almost blushed reading those words. She pushed her brown horn-rimmed glasses up her nose, finally processing what the flyer said. From experience, being a bookworm, she didn’t get much attention from the guys. Most of them thought she was a prude or probably uptight about sex which was further from the truth.

All she really wanted was someone to take a chance on her. She had hoped that going to university would change her luck with men. She put down her backpack on the gravel pavement and leaned down to fix her plaid skirt. She pulled her low-cut shirt further down, revealing her ample cleavage. She felt a few guys staring at her, and she smiled back at them as she throw her backpack on her back again.

She checked her schedule and saw that she had a 2 hour break today.

“I’m going to drop in and see Dr. Stanley about this problem,” she thought. As she glanced at the room number, she saw his office was close by.

“I’ll go over there right now and tell him I would like an appointment to see him today,” she pondered as she approached his office.

She peered through his open door and saw him sitting comfortably at his desk. She was taken aback by how gorgeous he was.

She knocked on his door and he looked up.

“Dr Stanley?” she said.

Adrian heard the knock and looked up. Standing there was a cute girl who couldn't be more than twenty. She certainly fit the bookworm stereotype, but Adrian wasn't here to do that, he was here to help.

"Yes, please come in. Have a seat."

She walked in, scanning her eyes around his office before sliding the backpack off her shoulders and dropping it to the floor.

She sat in the chair, facing Dr. Stanley and she suddenly felt very self-conscious, knowing that she would be talking about her virginity to a complete stranger. She grasped her hands tightly as she said, "The reason I came by your office, Dr. Stanley, is to make an appointment to see you today. If you're free."

She smiled shyly, looking into his eyes.

Adrian looked into the student's eyes, smiled warmly.

"Well, I'm free right now, you are in fact the first student to walk through that door."

She smiled at back at him, resting her folded hands on her skirt.

"I thought there would be more students visiting you," she said. "But then again, it's only the first day."

"So, you have time right now? That's great."

She thought, "I sound way too eager," as her eyes looked away from his, focusing on the pic on his desk.

Adrian got up and went to a cabinet on his left. He took a set of forms, handing the first page to his new patient.

"Before we can get started, I need you to fill this out for me. It's pretty standard, it's just for my own records."

She flipped through the forms, and saw it was the standard stuff. She reached down into her backpack for a pen and pulled it out.

She crossed her legs and rested the clipboard on them, as she quickly filled out them out. She glanced through them one last time before handing it back to him.

She waited patiently as she rested her clasped hands on her lap.