Summer offered a smile around the room, meeting as many eyes as possible. “Nobody has any thoughts for how touch affects us? I promise I don’t bite, this is the wrong class for that.” Perching on the edge of her desk and letting her legs swing, she considered the faces again. “You. Miss Martin, yes? What do you think?”
Lydia looked up at her then looked around the room at the other students. “Touch is the number one thing that turns people on. Correct me if I am wrong,” she said with a shrug. She was book smart but sex if a totally different thing
“I was hoping you might pursue the topic a little more deeply,” Summer commented. She was going to have trouble with this one, she could tell. Lydia Martin was obviously used to being the head of the class, and more knowledgeable than her teachers.