The Bad Touch (OPEN)

[Derrick Black]

Derrick made his way down the hall to his favorite class of the day. Sex ed. There couldn't be a better class for him. He walked in seeing some ladies already seated and such. Immediately he put on his smile and nodded at them all. He noticed the teacher wasn't in yet so he decided to go in a different direction. He started towards the desk and took a seat where the teacher would and put his legs up on the desk leaning back with his head resting against his arms.

He cleared his throat a bit, trying to act a little serious. "Welcome ladies... and gentleman." He noticed one guy in the back. "Welcome to Sex education. My name is Mr. Black. You can just call me Derrick however." He then stood and started writing his name on the board. "And for those of you interested." He then started writing his cell number on the board. "Call me whenever. Except you." He pointed to the guy in the back. "I don't swing that way, so don't try. But as for you ladies, hit me up."

"Mr. Black!" Derrick looked over from the board to the teacher who just walked in the room and then looked back to the ladies. "Well it appears we won't be needing a substitute for the day." He then looked back over to the short little old man that always reminded him of Sean Connery. "Hey Mr. Fitzsimmons. Just uh... keeping the class in order for you."

Mr. Fitzsimmons raised an eyebrow as he looked at the board. "Yeah? You doing that by handing out your phone number?"

Derrick grinned at the teacher now. "Nah sir, I'm just making sure that everyone has my number in case they need a... safety partner. You know? Just being responsible. But now that you're here sure, I'll take my seat and let you get comfy." He then went and sat down in the middle of all the ladies. Yeah, this would be a great class.

[carter]

Carter strolled in, right behind Mr. Fitzsimmons, and smiled as he heard the confrontation. "Derrick you're such a tool" he said, smiling. "OK class, now, let's talk about safety, and sex. Who here is not a virgin?" Mr F. Said, and Carter's hand went up tentatively.

[Stephanie Lauren Brecker]

Jesse head shot up when he heard the teacher's question, he put up his hand slowly wondering if he could go through with this.

[Derrick Black]

Before Mr. Fitzsimmons could say anything else Derrick stood up. He cleared his throat again trying yet again to act serious, but only act. "Hello everyone. My name is Derrick. And I'm a sexoholic. But... Let me just say to everyone who may be concerned for me. Sex is not a bad thing. I would know. I quite enjoy it myself."

"MR. BLACK!!!" Mr. Fitzsimmons was definitely getting a bit irritated now. "Sit down!"

"Whoa whoa 007. I'm just being the good samaritan and informing everyone about sex ed. So yeah everyone, sex is wonderful, don't miss out." He then sat down, but before he got completely comfortable he quickly stood again. He then gave a face like he was thinking and slightly raised his hand with his pointer finger raised. Looking up and to the right with his right eyebrow raised he smiled, "Right... Use protection." He then sat back down with a smile.

[Stephanie Lauren Brecker]

Jesse grinned when he heard Derrick's piece and began to applaud sarcastically.

[carter]

Carter chuckled, then realized that he had lost it to a complete stranger and shut down, his face going blank, and his arm lowering, completely unresponive. He just sat there, staring blankly at the wall, which was blocked by some girl's breasts. "HEY, What are you looking at" the girl screamed at him, but he didn't respond, just kept staring straight ahead until she moved, and then kept staring straight ahead.

[Derrick Black]

Derrick heard the girl who yelled at Carter and he had to laugh. "Hey baby, come sit by me, if you don't mind me staring." Of course since it was Derrick the girl giggled and went and sat by him.

"So Mr. Black. Tell me what happens when you don't use protection?" Mr. Fitzsimmons asked.

Derrick looked up with a smile. "Oh... uh right... when you don't use protection." He started to think. "This is like Jeapordy... but harder." He put his chin in his hand and gave a serious thinking face before looking up to the teacher. "I'm not sure if I'm right, but isn't it possible to get tesdicular cancer of the jewish form?"

Mr. Fitzsimmons just gave Derrick and angry look.

[carter]

Carter kept staring, his entire body shut down, his mind inactive, it was almost as if he had gone unconscious, but his eyes were open. His pulse slowed down, and he slumped forward, his head hitting the desk. Wham. He didn't even react when he slid off the desk onto the floor.