John looked down at the mentor and up at Roger with his smile firmly planted fixed on his face. It was then that Roger noticed that he was starting to change, he opened his mouth to speak but it was too dry.
"Do you really think I wouldn't know about your little talisman, Roger?" John asked. Within seconds a new jockstrap fell to the floor, and John just smiled and picked it up.
"I think you will like your new future," John said, "You ought to come in handy during, and after, my sessions with our former dean." Now, all John had to worry about was Ogre. Not that he worried much, Ogre really wasn't all that bright. Or, at least, John didn't think he was.