“A syllabus?” I ask incredulously, staring at the type-written paper Tyler just handed me.

Tyler’s eyes are sparkling. “I didn’t want to risk forgetting something important.”

I look down at the paper again.

SYLLABUS

The Miseducation of Zooey Cartwright

Instructor: Tyler Caldwell

Student: Zooey Cartwright

Course Objective: The complete sexual education and satisfaction of Miss Zooey Cartwright aka Eager Beaver.

Course Length: Five Weeks

The body of the document is broken up into two phases, each containing a laundry list of line items. In Phase One, the “suggested but not required” course topics are listed as:

Beginning Sexual Positions

Beginning Sexual Locations

The Art of the Blow Job

Zooey Gets Good at Getting Off During Oral

Zooey Gets Off During Intercourse!

Extra Credit: Zooey Gets Off While Giving Head

I look up from the paper again. “You’ve put some thought into this.”

“That’s the understatement of the century.”

My crotch is tingling. “How long do you think Phase One will last?”

“I don’t know. I’ve never done this before. We’ll just have to play it by ear. Do you have any questions about Phase One before we move on?”

“Beginning Sexual Locations?”

“Bed, shower, chair, floor, against the wall. Maybe the backseat of a car if I can borrow one.”

I laugh. “I thought you meant beginning sexual locations on my body.” I point to my mouth and crotch, and Tyler bursts out laughing.

“Yeah, that, too. Advanced sexual locations on your body will be part of Phase Two. If we get to Phase Two, of course.”

“If we get there?”

“Three nights a week for five weeks is only fifteen nights. Not that many times together, if you think about it. I don’t expect us to get through the entire syllabus. I just listed everything I could think of, just in case you turn out to be a quick study.”

I feel crestfallen. I hadn’t put it together that our five weeks together will actually only amount to fifteen nights. “I don’t want to miss out on something exciting simply because we run out of time,” I say. “I want to do it all, Tyler.”

He grins. “Maybe you should hold off on making a proclamation like that until after you’ve read Phase Two.”

I return to the paper in my hand and silently read the items listed under Phase Two.

Advanced Sexual Positions

Advanced Sexual Locations

Hello, Zooey’s G-spot!

Dirty Fun with Food

“Oh, No, I Hope Nobody Catches Us Fucking!”

Role-Play

Toys

Extra Credit: TBD

I look up from the sheet of paper, adrenaline coursing through my veins.

“You still want to do it all?” Tyler asks.

“Absolutely.”

Tyler’s eyes ignite. “You don’t have any questions about any of it?”

I look at the paper again. It’s shaking in my hand. “I’m not even sure what all this stuff refers to, to be honest. What’s TBD?”

“To be determined.”

“Yeah, I know that, but what does it refer to here?”

“I’ll tell you if we get there.”

I gaze at the list for another moment. “You know what? Surprise me. As long as you keep getting yeses from me along the way, then I’m good.” I crumple the syllabus into a ball and throw it across the room. “You lead and I’ll follow, Tyler Caldwell.”

Tyler’s eyes ignite. “I think you might be perfect.”

“Can I put in one small request, though? Teeny tiny. Can you teach me ‘The Art of the Blow Job’ first? I had a dream last night I was giving you a blow job, and when I woke up, I was kind of…fluttering down there.”

Tyler’s facial expression morphs into one of pure arousal. “My pleasure.” He stands and pulls me up from his couch. “I take my duty as your sex educator very seriously, Zooey Cartwright. If my student has a thirst for a particular knowledge, then by God, I’m going to quench her particular thirst.”