"WHAAAAAAT!" Luke shouted. "M-m-m-m-my dick?" "Yes, my boy, your dick". "And what exactly do you want to do with my dick!" shouted Luke, genuinely scared now. The professor had never acted this way before. And he never, ever swore. "There are a lot of things I want to do with your dick Luke, but I can't say most of them because it would go against my Code of Gentlemanlyness". Luke pondered why exactly Layton couldn't say these things after he just basically admitted that he was a paedophile. Luke was even more surprised when Layton reached into his pants and pulled out a few sheets of paper, which had some drawings on them. "Now Luke, I've illustrated clearly what I want to do with your dick". The pictures were horrifyingly graphic and Luke was terrified at the thought of these things. There was *CENSORED* and *CENSORED* and let's not forget the *SOOO FUCKING CENSORED*.
"Now do you see Luke, my boy, what exactly I wish to do with your dick?" Layton ejaculated. Luke couldn't muster up the words to make a reply. Luke wished he had Flora with him right now. Flora made everything so much better. "Can I speak to Flora about this first?" Luke questionably questioned. "But that would be wasting so much time and…" Layton stopped mid speech, his mind filling with ideas. He tried to speak but all that would come out were inaudible ellipses'. Layton had come in expecting to only conquer Luke; he hadn't even thought that Flora was an option. Excitement filled Layton's mind, his head was rushing and suddenly he had an idea. "You know what Luke, you can speak to Flora. Let me go get her for you." "Thanks Professor" Luke said, delicious sarcasm flooding his voice. Luke knew what Layton was thinking about, but right now he was only concerned with his own safety. Luke looked around the room. The only viable escape route was the window, but it was a loooooong drop down there. Rape or death? Luke had to decide quickly, before Layton came back. It didn't take long to decide. Luke headed towards the window and jumped out.