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| - | Damn. | + | Damn. Michael's dick has a mind of its own and is constantly getting him into trouble. |
| - | + | He calls out to the Dean. | |
"Uh... Dr. Airicson?" | "Uh... Dr. Airicson?" | ||
| - | The woman turns and glares at | + | The woman turns and glares at him. |
"I--I just realized I left my lesson plan in my car. I think I know the classroom -- room 213?" | "I--I just realized I left my lesson plan in my car. I think I know the classroom -- room 213?" | ||
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The attractive older woman sighs and simply rolls her eyes before stomping off. | The attractive older woman sighs and simply rolls her eyes before stomping off. | ||
| - | + | Michael immediately scurries in the opposite direction, trying to find the sexy young blonde that caught his eye. Bingo. She's wandering the hall, wide-eyed, looking adorably out of her depth. | |
| - | "Um, excuse me?" | + | "Um, excuse me?" He taps her on the shoulder. She turns to look up at the older man, a surprised look on her face. Michael is a full head taller than her, and up close he can see the girl is petite, with a flawless figure. Her perky tits strain against her top. "Do you know where room 213 is? I'm new here..." |
| - | The girl giggles and her cheeks blush ever so slightly. There's immediate chemistry between the two of | + | The girl giggles and her cheeks blush ever so slightly. There's immediate chemistry between the two of them. It's electric. |
"I--I'm new here, too." She giggles. "I can help you look, though. That's where I'm headed, too!" | "I--I'm new here, too." She giggles. "I can help you look, though. That's where I'm headed, too!" | ||
| - | "Haha, well this is awkward. I'm Dr. Atticus, I guess I'll be your professor." | + | "Haha, well this is awkward. I'm Dr. Atticus, I guess I'll be your professor." The man chuckle with that "aw shucks" charm, giving her a crooked grin. |
| - | The two of | + | The two of them walk together to the classroom. Michael finds out the blonde's name is Amanda and she is an 18-year-old freshman from Iowa. The conversation between the two of them flows easily, and it is clear the girl is innocently flirting with her professor. Michael can't wait to fuck her. He wonders if she's a virgin. |
"Well, thank you for helping me navigate, Amanda..." | "Well, thank you for helping me navigate, Amanda..." | ||
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"Call me Michael, please." | "Call me Michael, please." | ||
| - | The two | + | The two look at one another for a moment. The sexual tension could be cut with a knife. |
| - | + | Michael says: | |
*[["The least I can do to pay you back is a cup of coffee? Maybe after class?]] | *[["The least I can do to pay you back is a cup of coffee? Maybe after class?]] | ||
Revision as of 09:58, 14 November 2014
Damn. Michael's dick has a mind of its own and is constantly getting him into trouble.
He calls out to the Dean.
"Uh... Dr. Airicson?"
The woman turns and glares at him.
"I--I just realized I left my lesson plan in my car. I think I know the classroom -- room 213?"
The attractive older woman sighs and simply rolls her eyes before stomping off.
Michael immediately scurries in the opposite direction, trying to find the sexy young blonde that caught his eye. Bingo. She's wandering the hall, wide-eyed, looking adorably out of her depth.
"Um, excuse me?" He taps her on the shoulder. She turns to look up at the older man, a surprised look on her face. Michael is a full head taller than her, and up close he can see the girl is petite, with a flawless figure. Her perky tits strain against her top. "Do you know where room 213 is? I'm new here..."
The girl giggles and her cheeks blush ever so slightly. There's immediate chemistry between the two of them. It's electric.
"I--I'm new here, too." She giggles. "I can help you look, though. That's where I'm headed, too!"
"Haha, well this is awkward. I'm Dr. Atticus, I guess I'll be your professor." The man chuckle with that "aw shucks" charm, giving her a crooked grin.
The two of them walk together to the classroom. Michael finds out the blonde's name is Amanda and she is an 18-year-old freshman from Iowa. The conversation between the two of them flows easily, and it is clear the girl is innocently flirting with her professor. Michael can't wait to fuck her. He wonders if she's a virgin.
"Well, thank you for helping me navigate, Amanda..."
"No problem, Dr. Atticus!" She beams.
"Call me Michael, please."
The two look at one another for a moment. The sexual tension could be cut with a knife.
Michael says:
