Ahh, Good Day to you all! Professor Booty at the keyboard.
I spent most of last week taking part in an educational review of the brand spanking new school Our Sister of Perpetual ‘Do You Have Some Fries To Go With That Shake’.
I must say, it the study plan proposed by this ground breaking place of glute examination was amazing and something I had only thought of fleetingly. The administrators have devised a plan that requires the graduate students to mentor to the first year student for their entire first two semesters to be able to qualify for graduation.
It seems to work amazingly well.
The facilities are, of course, immaculate. With modern architecture that isn’t too brash or a sore to the eyes and doesn’t distract from the beautiful natural scenery.
Here we have a mentor and her charge, practicing poolside etiquette. One of the easier subjects, in my mind anyway, but still very important.
You can tell the mentor by her finely honed tan and the well fitted, if overly modest, pool apparel. I questioned her later that evening in the jetted tub of my on-campus lodging, and she explained that her student was easily intimidated and she wanted to slowly work the girl towards the exposure of more skin.
I commended her for her sensitivity in that and, umm, other areas.