"Miss, I can tell you have a problem!" comes a voice as Melody turns around.
Standing there as yet unseen by Melody is a narrow faced but generally handsome man dressed in a gray suit. His face has the look as if to be someone she can trust. He smiles making her heart melt and the thoughts roll out of her wondering mind.
Telling this unknown man all she knew and her sorted past being one of the Professor Davis' sex satyress creatures she explains her problem.
Never once in her long story did the man's face break away with a scowl or smile, he just looked very concerned.
At last Melody stopped and took a deep breath.
"Sir, I've told you more than anyone of this past semester's experience here at college and with the Professor. I ask of you, can one offer me any words of advice?" said Melody.
Now the man's face broke into a smile. He reached his left hand into his suitcoat pocket and slow withdrew a paper.
"This is such a contract as you desire to bind Lysaila and return your dear professor to his past form and life. I have it and will give it but there is a charge for my wisdom!" says the man.
Suddenly Melody seeing the contract all prepared and with the ladies' name type printed in Old English style type makes her mind wonder. Then too this unknown man coming out of nowhere and listening to her sorted tail of sex, orgies, and transformation.
"Who are you?" asked melody as she drew back a hand ready to take hold of the contract.
"Burnshe, Professor L. Burnshe at your service!" exclaims proudly this man.
"You say there is a charge, how much then?" asked Melody her time to get to see Lysaila running short.
"First you must go to Lysaila as the Satyress you were for Professor Davis. Seeing you as such will throw Lysaila off track and allow you a chance to make her sign. She will want to know how you found her out, don't try to explain, just smile. Then Lysaila who in of the type will want to wallow her face in your sex. Her tongue will play with your pussy and mind all to once! She will make you lust for her sensual attentions but try to hold fast telling her she must sign before any true passion can commence. Once signed she will wisk you and her to a place where her lusting sexual passions will be unchecked and unbounding orgies have occured. I will visit you there and collect the contract and rid you and the world of Lysaila." tells the strange professor Burnshe.