Anything for An A_(0)

Her eyes opened wider as she saw the large 60% in red ink on the cover of the blue book as it came to rest on her desk. “Dammit,” she mumbled to herself. She was certain that she had done well on the test, but flipping through the blue book she noticed that she had gotten quite a few of the matching questions wrong and here essays were littered with red marks. As tears started to well up in her eyes from her frustration, she blinked them back to focus on the lecture.
As the class went on, her mind kept wandering, she had to pass the class. She could not afford to do poorly and suffer the admonitions of her husband about what a waste of time going back to school was. Maybe I can ask for extra credit. She thought to herself. She was hoping once she explained her situation that perhaps the instructor would have a little sympathy for her and help her at least get a C. She continued to take some notes as class went on, but her mind was mainly focused on what she was going to say to him after class. She realized that he was younger than her, so perhaps that might give her a little bit of an advantage as far as pulling at his conscious.
As the class wrapped up she let the rest of the students leave the room. The instructor was placing things in his backpack and turning to leave as well before she spoke to catch his attention.
“uhhh….Mr. Davidson….could I have a word with you?”
He turned to look at her, and then smiled. His smile instantly put her at ease and she immediately smiled back at him. “Sure….Ms. Sonnie…isn’t it?”
“Mrs., but yes….would you mind if I spoke to you about my grade?” She fidgeted nervously.
“Sure, but lets go to my office. That way I can look over my grade book and we can have a little privacy.”
He held the door open for her and followed behind her for just a moment before leading her to his office…holding the door open for her again and extending his hand towards a chair, offering her a seat. He set his bag down as he went to his desk. Opening the drawer, he took out the grade book and walked to the front of the desk so he was sitting on it in front of her. He opened the grade book and perused it for a moment…his eyes looking up at her briefly before going back down. She fidgeted restlessly as he looked in the book, waiting for his comments. After a moment he closed the book and set it down, turning towards her.
“So….exactly what did you want to discuss?”
She shifted in her chair nervously as she looked away from his gaze. “ummm…well…as I am sure you noticed….uhhh…I haven’t been doing too well on the tests.”
“That’s true, but if you got A’s or high B’s on the next two AND the final, you could still get a C for the class.”
“Is there any way I could do something for extra credit, that way if I only got C’s on the tests, I could still get a B in the class?”
“You know Ms. Sonnie….you could always retake the course and get a better grade next time.”
“Unfortunately….that’s not an option for me.” She shifted in her seat again, looking away from him. “You see Mr. Davidson, my husband was not really supportive about me coming back to school. He said if I was going to spend money on classes, that I needed to get at least B’s in order for him to let me spend the money. I just CAN’T fail….there has to be something I can do to get my grade up. Please….I will do ANYTHING.” She looked up at him pleadingly.
He shifted on the desk slightly, leaning forward just a bit, his eyes on hers. “Be careful Ms. Sonnie….that is a very broad statement. You will do ANYTHING to get an A in the class?” Looking at her intently….his eyes wandered over her body as his plan formed in his head. His tongue quickly licking his upper lip.
She smiled broadly, her mind thinking that she could actually do something that could get her a good grade, not even contemplating what that might be. All she could see was the A. “Yes….oh yes…anything it takes.”
His smile broadened and his eyes wandered over her again…lingering a bit longer in certain areas as he shifted himself on the desk again…facing her completely. “Okay Ms. Sonnie….I will give you TWO options, and you can decide between the two. Fair enough?”
“Oh yes….totally….thank you so much.” She replied eagerly, so happy that he was being so accommodating to help her in her time of need.
“Now….BOTH of these choices will require a great deal of work and effort on your part for the remainder of the semester. Although one I think is decidedly easier….are you sure you are up for this?”
“Yes….oh yes Mr. Davidson. Just give me a chance and I will show you how hard I will work for my grade.”
A wicked smile flashed across his face so briefly, that she wasn’t even sure it had happened, but she sat back in her chair with a slight sense of dread.
“Option ONE….you can write a 20-25 page paper that discusses the rise of Germany from defeated nation to world power between World War One and World War Two. Include reasons as to why Germany decided to become aggressive in its policies and how the treatment of Germany after World War One might have contributed to the rise of the Nazi party. Along with this paper, you will have to get at least a C on each of the remaining tests, including the final.” His eyes watching her, gauging her response as he spoke.
As she heard the description, her heart sank. She lowered her head in frustration, knowing that she would have a hard enough time making C’s on the remaining tests, let alone put in the work for a paper of that size. She felt her dream of a degree slipping away, she could only imagine how hard option two would be. She steeled herself and looked up at him again waiting for her to tell her the other option she would have to choose from.
He waited until she looked up at him before continuing, “Option TWO….and I must say….although this is a more ‘hands on’ approach….I think it is a much easier option….and it will guarantee you an A for the class.” He paused for effect, seeing her perk up in her chair slightly…leaning forward in anticipation. “You will come to my house this Saturday and every Saturday for the rest of the semester at 11 in the morning, and stay until at least 6 in the evening. During this time….you will let me fuck you.” He looked at her as her eyes widened in surprise to his suggestion. “As I said, both options involve a great deal of work on your part. One is just a much easier and more enjoyable type of ‘work’…the choice is yours however.” He smiled at her, then his eyes widened and he snapped his fingers. “I almost forgot…..in order to ‘seal the deal’ so to speak….I am going to fuck you tonight….right here….right now. That is…if you choose option two.”
She looked at him, completely stunned at what he had proposed. Her mouth hung open slightly to speak, and then closed again because she couldn’t think of what to say. When she collected herself she looked up at him again. “What? I am not sure I heard that second option correctly….I must have heard you wrong….you said I had to come to your house on Saturdays for the rest of the semester….and fuck you??”
“Yep…that’s right. You could do the paper if you would rather….I am fine with either option. It is totally up to you.”
“I’m married…..you realize that? I couldn’t possibly…..I mean…I couldn’t…”
“First off…. I don’t give two shits that you are married Ms. Sonnie…second, the choice is YOURS. You can do whichever option you like, or study REALLY hard and get A’s on the next two tests AND the final and you will still get a C. It’s all up to you.” He leaned back, his eyes watching her intently.
She looked down at the ground….her mind racing. What could she do?? She knew that the paper would be virtually impossible to do along with the classwork, and she wasn’t confident she could ace the next three tests. Tears welled up in her eyes as she grew frustrated. As the ideas rolled through her head about what she could do, she grew more and more upset. “I….I just can’t”
“Like I said….it is totally up to you. I understand if you don’t feel that you can do something. You have three choices…but anyway. It seems like you are definitely not interested in option two…so…if you will excuse me….I have things to do.” He walked past her to the door….opening it for her. “Have a good evening Ms. Sonnie.”
She stood up slowly, gathered her things, and started walking towards the door. The tears in her eyes were continuing to well up. She thought that she would be able to save her dream of finishing college, but now it seemed that those hopes were lost. Her mind continued to flip through the choices left her, and soon it was clear to her what she had to do. She stopped just before the door and spoke softly. “Wait…” She turned to look at him.
His face betrayed no expression, he just regarded her kindly.