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Looking around, Dana usually had a hard time picking the object of the experiment. She had to pick an older man that was looking at her with sex on his mind. Dressed as she was the number of men looking was always high and this bar was no exception. She just needed to ignore all of the younger guys, which she was happy to do.
Smiling, she saw her intend victim and she knew it the second she laid eyes on him. He didn't fit the parameters of the experiment but at this point she didn't care. Dana wasn't attracted to older men, but if she were then this man would have been the one. In one glance, she had sized him up. He was cute, and although looks wasn't one of the things the experiment called for, it was something she called for. She was the one being asked to degrade herself, if they didn't like it that was too bad.
It wasn't so much that his appearance drew her to him; it was the fact that he didn't look when the other guys did. Of course he could have been gay, but she instinctively knew that wasn't it. He hadn't looked and then turned away not interested, he hadn't looked at all. The not looking part meant he didn't fit the criteria for the experiment, but she couldn't help herself and started to walk in his direction.
The closer she got to him the more she could tell about him. He had the look of someone that gave orders, ex-military came to her mind, but he also looked like he wasn't afraid of hard work, so he had been enlisted, if he had been in. He was starting to go bald, but didn't wear one of those hair pieces. He was also going gray but didn't color his hair. To her, these things meant that he was all right with the way he was, and someone like that always stood out. He wasn't here to get drunk, just to have a beer or two. While he didn't need company to enjoy himself, he wouldn't mind having some.
Dana was pretty sure that even if there wasn't a psych experiment, she just might have wandered over to talk to him on her own. But there was a psych experiment and she had a grade to think of. Sitting down next to him, saw him smile at her, and she immediately hated herself for doing this to him.
Chet looked up as a very pretty girl was sitting down. He acknowledged her with a nod and a smile so that he wasn't discourteous, and then went back to his beer.
"Hi, I'm Dana."
"Hi back at you, I'm Chet."
"Well how you doing Chet, I'm starved, is there anything worth getting here?"
He pushed a bowl of peanuts toward her, "The food here sucks, but I highly recommend the peanuts."
Dana looked at the offered peanuts and giggled, "Chet you seem to be here all alone, would you like some company?"
He chuckled, "I'd love the company, but ..."
"Hey, babe, is this old shit bothering you?"
They both looked around. Dana saw it was one of the many younger guys that had looked and kept on looking when she came in. She went to instant pissed off, "I'm not your babe and he isn't bothering me, you are."
The guy was half drunk and lost his cool, "Fuck you bitch."
Chet just shook his head, "It has to be the hormones. You younger guys just can't stand the thought of an old fart like me being with this lovely lady, and you aren't."
Dana just wanted him gone, "Guys like you think with your little head instead of your big head. Why don't you go screw yourself?"
The guy reached for her and found himself on his knees, with Chet holding the offending arm behind the guys back. About that time the bouncer came over, "Is there a problem here?"
Dana pointed to the younger man, "This thing won't leave me alone. Chet here didn't like it that this guy called me a bitch and tried to grab me."
The bouncer took the guy from Chet, "I think I will escort you to the door. I advise you to leave," and he left with the man.
Dana decided to go ahead with the experiment. She put her hand on Chet's, "Would you like to go have sex?"
"Wow that was certainly romantic. Why leave, let's just get on the bar?" Dana turned every shade of red there was. Chet sighed and gave her a smile, "Look, I'm sorry for that, I sometimes use my mouth before my brain starts up. You seem like a nice girl and I'm flattered that you would consider me for something as special as that, but you are young and pretty and should have someone more your age that can appreciate how exceptional you are."
Dana sat opened mouth and didn't know what to say. She was used to guys hitting on her, and because of this experiment she was used to having her offer of sex accepted. This was the first time a man had fussed at her for having low morals, apologized for doing it, and then added a compliment on top of it all. She grinned from ear to ear and shook her head, "I knew it. I could just sense it when I looked at you."
"Sense what?"
Dana put her hand on his again, this time it wasn't for the experiment. "Could you please come outside with me?"
Chet smiled, "I'm afraid you would just be disappointed with me."
Dana started to laugh, saw how sad he really was, and realized that this was something she should never laugh at. "Please, I just want you to meet someone."
Dana saw him take a deep breath, stand up, and offer his arm to her. The question that kept running through her mind was why was this nice man hurting so much? As she put her arm on his, the second thing she thought of was how utterly charming he was.
Chet walked out of the bar with the young woman and the eyes of all of the young men followed them. The two went out the door, with Chet holding it open for her, and then arm in arm Dana led him to an elderly woman. "Professor Shale this is Chet -- I'm sorry I didn't get his last name. Chet, this is Professor Shale from the Psychiatric Department at Waverly University.
The Professor extended her hand to shake Chet's and instead found her hand held and kissed. Chet chuckled at the look on her face, "Look, I don't mind being the object of a sorority prank, but you need to be less phony about the details." Still holding her hand, he added, "There is no way this beautiful lady is old enough to be a professor."
