When the students filed into the classroom today, they might notice that one of their teachers had his face buried in one hand. It was entirely possible that this particular teacher was not going to remove his hand from his face for some time. Why?

Because he was Algren, and he was teaching a class on the history of sex with Kirk. Duh.

The the hand that wasn't covering his face, he was waving vaguely toward a packet of very NWS pictures as though perhaps the students should each come up and take one, now.

"Please. Come up and take one." See?

Jim, on the other hand, was completely pleased with himself. This was starting to be a bit of a trend, wasn't it?

"Today we're talking about India and their attitudes on sex in the past. Now, I'm sure most of us have heard about the Kama Sutra--" He said, glancing over at Algren to see if he was going to keep covering his face. "Which gives us an insight into the more relaxed ideas of sexuality. Of course, monogamy was still the norm for the vast majority of people, but mutual pleasure in sex was always the goal."

Yes, Algren was going to keep covering his face. He was going to keep covering his face until they got around to explaining the sexual mores of the Victorian era, thank you very much.

"Art in ancient India, as you can probably tell from the handouts I asked you to take before the lecture began, quite often depicted sexual scenes, nudity, and romance, often portraying images of the Asparases, or female cloud and water spirits, taking the same role as the nymphs and sirens of European and Arabic mythos. This imagery reminded married people that it was their duty to participate in romance, as a part of Dharma, or a spiritual righteous path."

"Think of the Kama Sutra as a guide on how to please your partner," Jim continued. "Not a bad way to be religious, right?"

If that was the case, Jim was a saint.

"So, to get you all in the mindset of spiritual enlightenment, you'll be attempting to make your own statues out of Play Doh. Isn't that right, Nathan?"

Algren might have muttered something that sounded vaguely along the lines of 'yes, make brightly-colored stylized sculpture soft porn. Please, show it to Jim and not to me.' The hand was now over his eyes, instead of his entire face. This was an improvement!

Jim would just offer advice on how bendy people can actually be. "Get to work!"

[The links all lead to sculpture of a very NWS-y nature, so click at your own risk.]