Vice Commander Joan Arcwind's Office

[from here]

Joan hastily made her way back to her office, closing the door and let out a heavy sigh with sweat rolling down the side of her face. Her eyes were closed, and she felt uneasy. She didn't know what to think of the young Craig, Elliot Craig. For the last month since she's been teaching him, she's gotten... odd passes. He was sweet and demure on the outside, but... she could sense a wicked, sexual demon lurking inside. "Gods... grant me patience..." She sighed, holding her head. She hadn't had a student so... smitten with her before, that she found it distracting. It... it simply cannot happen! I won't give in to temptation...! But... he is... and that smile...STOP. STOP IT JOAN! You have been through tougher scrapes than this! It is simply your mind misreading the situation! Yes...! Maybe...? Oh... She sighed, and headed over to her cabinet, pouring herself a glass of wine to calm her nerves. She had been working for this institution since she was 18, and after ten years she had not once been the object of any one student's physical attraction! Well, at least none so direct and... potentially damning as this situation was with Mr. Craig! "Joan, you're overworked... just relax..." she sighed, taking a seat behind her desk, sipping her wine. She recalled the mouse girl he was with.... "So... he likes them busty then?" She says, blinking up at the ceiling, her well endowed bosom bouncing as she states this. A part of her was flattered... but she had to be misreading this situation. Most definitely. Maybe?