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Once again there were no images on the board for today’s lecture.You could thank John for that one, kids. The poor man could simply not handle Sherlock’s blase attitude toward the subject matter.

“Today we will be discussing pornography,” Sherlock replied, shooting John a look before rolling his eyes and continuing on. “If this offends your delicate sensibilities, save us all a lot of trouble and leave now before we begin.”

He gave it all of five seconds before barreling on ahead.

“I’m under no illusions that the majority of you have been unexposed to pornography in one shape or another. Be it from magazines, the Internet, videos, television or text based. While many studies claim this is a detriment to you all, they tend to be tainted by the personal beliefs of those conducting them, which leaves us with very little evidence to prove that point,” Sherlock continued. “The fact is that, while sexual predators do tend to own pornography, the vast majority of those who do as well are not sexual predators. Just the same as gun owners not all being violent criminals simply because they own guns.”

“Some are merely trying to keep their friends out of trouble, for example.” John was absolutely fine with this as long as he didn’t have to give the actual lecture, thank you.

“We are discussing this because open, honest discussion of the matter forces it to become less taboo and lose the religious or sociological guilt that comes along with viewing or reading pornography. To ignore sexuality--” Ha, Sherlock. “--in a healthy individual and preach only to abstain from any activity is to doom them to no knowledge about how to avoid pregnancy and sexually transmitted diseases. Divorces that come from an ‘addiction’ to pornography tend to come from the inability of the couple to discuss sexual matters until it fractures the relationship.”

“Taking us all back to the importance of communication,” John finished. “Which I realize we do a lot of in these classes, but sending you all out to find pornography is a bit outside of our educational mandate.”

See, he could talk about this without getting awkward.

Really!

“Your assignment is to discuss with a partner your view on the subject matter. Again, if you don’t think yourself capable, spare us all the annoyance and leave,” Sherlock drawled.

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"I like romance novels," Karla pointed out. "And my own imagination seems to work well enough." After all, Warren seemed to enjoy the naughty images she sent to his brain.

Right. Warren. Karla's shoulders slumped a little as she made herself not glance over towards him.

"Raven's alive again. There was some horrible resurrection ceremony that involved sacrifices and whole pools of blood and whatnot, at least, as far as I can tell. We went and got her back over the weekend, just in time to prevent her forced marriage to the same creepy guy who raised her. Go team us."

Try to sound more enthused, Karla.

"'Raised'? So she's a vampire? Lovely. Send her off to Sookie's world and make Northman deal with her." Really, Emma, that was a horrible idea. "I'm going to follow through on my promise to Morton and put a bell on you, Karla."

The dead were meant to stay dead. All this resurrection nonsense and the people who had returned from the dead to visit people awhile back made her uneasy and defensive, and, well, it wasn't as if Emma was inclined to give Raven the benefit of the doubt at this point.

"She's not a vampire," Karla grumbled. Even if her so-called fiance kind of had been. "Resurrected, not raised. I think they somehow created a new body and then shoved her soul back into it. Something like that. I didn't ask for specifics."

As for Emma's other brilliant idea... "I don't think it will be necessary," she said softly. "I'm kind of...done with rescue missions for awhile."

"Good. Sitting on you would get tiresome," Emma replied. She was aware Karla wasn't saying everything, but they were in class. "Don't worry, darling. We'll find you some nice porn to cheer you up. I'm sure Alex would lend you some."

Yes, that was said to tease her, and no, Emma wasn't letting Karla flip through her phone to see the texts from Jack.

That's because Emma was meeeeeeeeeeeeeeean.

"And I'm sure he would," Karla retorted. "But I don't think I could handle listening to Alex laugh at me for coming to check out his pornography collection. I'd rather you visit me at 'Dite's, if that's the alternative."

She looked hastily up at Emma. "Not that we have a homework assignment that would require that or something."

No, Emma just knew better than to give a Karla any blackmail material about her own personal life. That was smart, not mean.

...taking her to Alex would be funny, not mean. Mostly. Maybe.

"It's a personal homework assignment," she said tranquilly. "And for your personal growth."

It could be mean and funny in equal measure. But mean definitely existed in that ratio, somewhere.

"How will watching porn help me grow as a person, exactly?" Karla asked, brow raised.

"You'll get to see how other people grow?" she offered, totally innocently. Not Dirty. "I'm not a huge fan of video myself, given how often I hear other people in full color, but I'm not ashamed to admit there's some very lovely paintings or photography."

"Can't I just keep reading my trashy novels?" Karla asked. "I get my best ideas that way."

Ideas that she might get to use again one day. Perhaps.

"You and Sookie and your trashy novels," Emma bemoaned. "How many different ways can you rip a bodice?"

"You like trashy mysteries," Karla pointed out. "How many different ways can you find out the butler didn't do it?"

"The butler never does it, and we aren't discussing me, we're discussing you," Emma practically sang.

"I thought this discussion was supposed to be about both of us," Karla groused, totally not sulking because she was above all that.

Emma just gave Karla a smirk. "Oh? Is there something you wanted to know about my tastes?"

NOT DIRTY, DAMMIT.

"I just want to make sure this doesn't devolve solely into teasing Karla," Karla replied. "Though I'm sure your tastes run to classy and deceptively dirty."

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