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		<title>Professor Burns reaches her office</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Mary opened the door to her office and felt the cool air rush in. The AC vent on her office made for a very cold room if the door stays shut. &amp;quot;That won't be a problem today&amp;quot; she thought to herself. &lt;br /&gt;
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She set her purse on the side of her desk and took a seat.&lt;br /&gt;
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The next hour or so was spent typing away on her word processor. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Suddenly, she hears a knock on the door. The startling sound was followed by a voice, almost whispering, &amp;quot;Hellooo. Am I interrupting?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary looked up to see a familiar face and said &amp;quot;No, not at all. Please come in.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As the student walked in Mary shifted her body from facing the left corner of her desk to the front. The student sat down and said &amp;quot;you probably don't remember me. I was in your Monday-Wednesday 2pm English 101 last semester. My name is Kate&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary immediately recognized her then. &amp;quot;Yes! You were one of the brightest in that class. You sat by the front, right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate blushed slightly and nodded her head &amp;quot;That was me! I'm glad you noticed, I worked really hard on your class&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary definitely remembered her well now. Kate had a habit of wearing very provocative outfits, and by sitting in the front Mary was in a position to admire them fully. Today was not the exception, she thought. Kate was wearing a pair of white shorts that seemed awfully short considering how high up her thighs Mary could see. Mary knew from class that Kate has a great ass, &amp;quot;bigger than mine&amp;quot; she thought. Although Mary couldn't tell from the angle that Kate was sitting in, her bet was that at least a hint of her ass would be visible if she stood up and turned around. Kate also had on a low-cut shirt which looked like she had cut out of an older garment. Her flat stomach and tight hips were clearly visible. The shirt was also very lose, and the right strap kept falling on her chest. It was apparent that she was not wearing a bra underneath. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary returned her attention to the conversation, &amp;quot;I thank you for that. It really means a lot. So, Kate, how can I help you?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Well, as I said, I really, really enjoyed your class, but since you're only teaching English 101 this semester I was hoping you could recommend another professor as great as you,&amp;quot; Kate said with an emphasis in &amp;quot;great.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Umm, I think professor Burke has a great class on American Literature. Would that be something that would interest you?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Professor Burke, he's the tall 60'ish looking man at the end of the hall, right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yes, the one and only.&amp;quot; Mary answered. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Oh, it's just that I would rather take a class with a woman professor. &amp;quot; Kate said while staring at the ground and playing with her hands&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Well, there's always Professor Queens who teaches British Lit, but that's a hard course from what I hear&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;She's also older?&amp;quot; Kate said, almost embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yes, but she's a wealth of knowledge,&amp;quot; Mary answered &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh I don't doubt that. It's just that knowledge is not what I'm looking for.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary finally began to get a hint of Kate's real motives for visiting her office. In truth, Mary was flattered by the attention this girl was paying her. She had a decision to make, she could either inquire further and see if there was any way she could help Kate, or she could recluse herself and suggest that Kate talk to Mrs. White, the department's counselor. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What happens next?&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Professor Burns inquires what is it exactly that Kate is looking for]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Blue Mountain University]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gonzoletti</name></author>	</entry>

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		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/There_is_a_knock_on_the_door_but_neither_Professor_Burns_nor_Dean_Richards_hears_it</id>
		<title>There is a knock on the door but neither Professor Burns nor Dean Richards hears it</title>
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				<updated>2014-02-07T22:53:30Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Dean Richards stopped for a second to grunt loudly “Come, come for me.” He then continued with more enthusiasm and Mary felt the climax rip through her entire body. Mary bega…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Dean Richards stopped for a second to grunt loudly “Come, come for me.” He then continued with more enthusiasm and Mary felt the climax rip through her entire body. Mary began to moan and scream loudly as her entire body convulsed through her first orgasm. Dr. Richards continued licking Mary until he was satisfied he’d gotten everything.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
After about a minute Mary began to gather herself and she pushed her body up from her resting position on the desk.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
What she saw terrified her.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
There, standing at the open door on the threshold to the office was standing a very surprised Michael.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Michael made eye contact with Mary and said “Uh, I’m sorry, I didn’t meant to interrupt”.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
By this point the Dean had also realized what was going on. “fuck, we’re fucked” he exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Michael began to close the door, but Mary shouted “wait” as she struggled to find something to cover herself with.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Michael stopped closing the door and half-opened it back up. “Yes, Professor Burns?”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Michael, understandably you know that what you just saw can get me and Dean into a lot of trouble. At this point Mary had found her ripped shirt and she was using it to half-cover her body as best as she could.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Do you intend on telling one?” Mary inquired.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Michael look petrified. With that same dear-in the-headlights look as when he first opened the door, “Uhhh, no, I don’t think so.” He then looked down at the floor&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
This caused Mary to notice a bulge in Michael’s pants. “That’s very good to know, Michael” she said. “But that’s not enough assurance for me and the Dean.” Mary knew she was she was doing her. She took an impulse decision and figured out that if Michael is implicated in the events then his lips would be sealed by virtue of the fact he wouldn’t want to get into any trouble.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Mary, what are you doing” asked the Dean.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Mary ignored him. Instead she dropped her shirt to the ground and stood naked in front of Michael. She began to walk slowly towards him.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Michael, step in and close the door. Please?” she pleaded.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
She continued walking towards him. Almost prowling.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Come here, Michael, don’t be shy” she toyed.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Michael walked towards her. When they met halfway through the room Mary stood behind him.&lt;br /&gt;
“ You look stressed out, Michael. Why don’t you take that tie off, huh?”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Mary undid his tie from behind, and she took the opportunity to press her firm tits onto his back.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Michael hadn’t said a word, and he still looked petrified.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary guided him to the chair that he was sitting on before. She pushed down on his shoulders until he sat down. She then turned around again to face Michael and in the process winked at the Dean who looked just as petrified as the poor boy.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Michael, we’re going to play a little game, ok?” Mary said in a very seductive tone.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Well, I’m going to play with you. You’ll be my little toy.”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Mary quickly unbuttoned Michael’s shirt and pants. In a few seconds she had managed to get the boy naked, and his erection was rock hard.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“That looks like such a treat,” Mary said.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Before lowering herself to her knees she turned around to face the dean, and she said “Don’t you forget I’m your toy for the day.” With a quick wink she dropped to her knees and engulfed all of Michael’s 7 inches into her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
In turn, the Dean got on her knees behind her and put 3 of his finger into her wet cunt. Mary moaned out loud through the cock in her mouth. She was using one hands to stroke Michael’s hard cock and another hand to play with his balls.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
The Dean got in position behind Mary and with one swift thrust impaled his entire cock inside of her.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Awhhhhh” she yelled loudly than ever.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
The Dean began to fuck her wildly. His hips thrusting with force and burying himself deeper each time.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Mary began to get even wetter at the dual sensation. She loved to suck on cock but she had never had another cock insider of her at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Mary was swaying with each suck of Michael’s cock and the Dean had settled into that same rhythm. It wasn’t long before she felt Michael tense up. With an audible whimper Michael let go of himself into an orgasm. When Mary felt his hot cum hit the back of her throat she continued to suck until the very last pump. The sensation of his climax was enough to put her over the edge and she experienced a second orgasm. This one was quicker than the first one and not as intense. She didn’t stop stride and continued fucking Dr Richards even as she let go of Michael’s cock.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gonzoletti</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Professor_Burns_jumps_up_from_her_seat_and_hugs_Dean_Richards</id>
		<title>Professor Burns jumps up from her seat and hugs Dean Richards</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Again Mary found herself in a state of emotional overwhelming.  “You’d do that for me” she said.   The Dean nodded his head, “You’re my favorite, Mary”   Mary couldn…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Again Mary found herself in a state of emotional overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“You’d do that for me” she said.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
The Dean nodded his head, “You’re my favorite, Mary”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Mary couldn’t contain herself. She jumped up from her seat to hug Dr. Richards.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
This caught the Dean by surprised but he opened up his arms. Since he was already at an angle, when Mary leaned in it turned into a full embrace. Mary pressed her entire body onto him. She laid her head on his muscular chest and felt her own breasts press up against his midriff. After a second or two the dean wrapped his hands around her.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Thank you so much, you don’t know how much this means to be” Mary said as she continued to squeeze around him more tightly.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“I think I do know” he responded.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Their hug lasted another 10 seconds in silence. During that time Mary couldn’t help but take stock of how comforting it was to be engulfed by this man. His scent alone made her want to faint. She began to feel hot all in the span of a few seconds. A sudden urge between legs began to take over her. “ok, I don’t want this to get awkward” she thought.  Mary finally loosened her arms and began to push herself. This caused the dean to relax and push himself up from the half-standing position to fully standing.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Mary embraced him for a final squeeze but this time around, and because of the angle that he was now standing in, Mary felt a hardness in his pants.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
She was startled, “oh” escaped from her mouth before she could do anything else.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
The Dean turned bright red. “Oh god, I’m sorry, I don’t know what overcame me”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Mary’s smile was beaming. “That’s not a problem” she said.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Mary closed the gap of space between herself and the dean and raised her head in direction of his face. She stared directly in his eyes for a second before planting her lips onto his.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Immediately their kissed turned into a passionate struggle. Dr. Richards’ hands began to roam her back as she moaned from the fierce kiss. Mary was immediately take over with lust. Before he had a chance to get adventurous with his hands Mary reached for his pants looking to undo the belt buckle.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Wait” the Dean said, “We can’t do this here.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Why not?” Mary pleaded. She began to kiss his neck and bite on his earlobe. “I need you to fuck me” she said plainly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
At the sound of that Dr. Richards gave up all inhibitions.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
With both of his hands he reached for Mary’s shirt and literally ripped it open. He grabbed her by the waist and with a single motion he raised her, turned around, and placed her on the desk.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Mary was incredibly turned by this point She reached around and undid her bra and at the same time spread her legs open as she brought Dr. Richards closer to her by wrapping them around his back.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
The Dean responded by grabbing one of her luscious breast with his hand and lowering her lips to the other.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Awhhh,“ Mary moaned when his hot wet lips first bit into her hard nipped.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Mary used her hands to push down on the Dean’s pants. After struggling for a few seconds he pushed off of her, took off his shirt, and pushed down his pants.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The sight of this naked god in front of her was a sight she would never forget. For a split second before he resumed devouring her, Mary got to appreciate his full physical beauty. The Dean was in incredibly good shaped which showed through his defined abs. His eager cock was almost fully hard and Mary could tell it would soon grow to at least 8 inches.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Dr. Richards lunged at Mary and kissed aggressively again. He began kissing her neck and all the way down to her two breasts.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After licking on her nipples he pushed her skirt and panties all the way down. He followed the motion with his mouth as he kissed all the way down to her feet. On the way up he took special care to kiss and lick her thighs.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Just fuck meeee, pleassse” she begged.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Not yet, I’ve been dreaming of tasting you from the moment you stepped into this campus for the first time.” With that he closed the gap between his mouth and her pussy. Mary began to moan loudly, it was almost too much to bear.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Dr. Richards began by licking her hot slit up and down until her settled for playing with her clit. He put a finger inside of her and felt how wet Mary had become. “You’re so fucking tight.” He said as he inhaled a breath of air.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Mary was on fire. She used her right hand to squeeze her right nipple and her left hand to rest on his blond hair. Her hand motioned Dr. Richards to up the pace and after doing so she felt an orgasm began to build up. “Awwhh, awwhh, I’m going to cum, she said.”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
What's next?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[There is a knock on the door but neither Professor Burns nor Dean Richards hears it]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Blue Mountain University]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gonzoletti</name></author>	</entry>

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		<title>The phone rings and it’s time for Dr. Burns to see Dean Richards</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Michael began to respond but he was cut off by the sound of the phone ringing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Yes, sir?” he answered.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Okay, I’ll send her in, he said before placing the phone’s headpiece back on the receiver.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Professor Burns, Dr. Richards will see you now” he said while motioning her to the Dean’s office.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Thanks!” said Mary as she walked by. “I still want to hear all about this lady of yours” she added with a wink.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Mary reached the Dean’s door and knocked&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Come in” she heard come through the door.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After stepping into his spacious office Mary was reminder of the beauty of the space. This room alone was at least four times larger than her office. The threshold and every trim and finish was hand carved into mahogany wood. The patters in the wood were as intricate as they were delightful, and the soft blue rug on the ground was almost an open invitation to take one’s shoes off. The furniture in the room must have cost a fortune. Dr. Richard’s desk might as well be in direct proportion to his size as a man.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Behind the desk sat Dr. Richards immersed on what seemed to be hand written notes.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Dr. Richard. I’m sorry if I’m interrupting”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Not at all, I always have time for you, Dr. Burns” he said with a warm expression on his face. “Please, please sit down.”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Mary walked over towards the Dean’s desk and sat on a chair. Her eyes met with Dr. Richards and she had the fain impression his eyes drifted to her chest and below as she sat down on the chair.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As Mary pushed herself back on the wide seat she noticed how low to the ground it was. Mary began to cross her legs and as she did so she was certain his eyes had drifted to her legs. Mary raised her time to catch the Dean’s eyes directly again and she smiled.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Um, how may I help you, Mary?” he said.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The fact she was addressed at by her first name did not escape her. “I’m here to talk about the direction of my research” she said. “You never mentioned a deadline for the proposal.”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“I’m sorry Mary, but I’m confused. I send out a department-wide memo announcing that I needed those by… “the dean said and he stopped speaking. He used the computer on his desk to apparently check for something and said “yes, here it is. Those proposals should be turned in by tomorrow.”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Are you prepared to turn that in?” he said.&lt;br /&gt;
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“FUCK,” Mary thought. “I’m sorry Dr. Richards,” but I don’t think I’ll be able to turn anything remotely respectable. “Is it critical for it to be turned in tomorrow?” she pleaded.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Mary, you may not have noticed yet, but things are changing in this department. I’m getting a lot of pressure from the college to increase the quality of the academics around here,” he said with a sigh.&lt;br /&gt;
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“To tell you the truth I’m not happy with it, but that means I have to pass down the pressure to the faculty.” He paused for a second and Mary saw a chance to chime in.&lt;br /&gt;
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“And that’s fine Dr. Richards. I’ve been focusing on making my courses as valuable to my students as I can, and that has taken over completely. I’m sorry and it won’t happen again.” Mary said shyly.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Dean looked distraught. He rubbed his eyes and Mary could now tell that he looked fatigued. “I’m sorry too, Mary, but I don’t think I can make an exception. You’ll have to turn in a document tomorrow, and whatever you come up with will be officially scrutinized by this office,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;
Mary began to feel overwhelmed. She didn’t want to jeopardize her position as a tenured-track Professor but it seemed like she was left with very little choice. The emotion was too much and she couldn’t handle it. Mary began to quietly sob.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Mary, are you okay?” inquired the Dean with a look of concern.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“I’m sorry, I just feel terrible at letting you down in this way”&lt;br /&gt;
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The Dean’s voice immediately softened, “you didn’t let me down. I think you’re the best performing Professor in this entire faculty. I just need to enforce the rules evenly with everyone.”&lt;br /&gt;
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“I know, I know. I’m just being melodramatic” she said in between sobs and tears.&lt;br /&gt;
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Dr. Richards got up from his seat and walked over to her side of the desk. He half-sat on his desk and crossed his arms as he spoke, “Listen, maybe there is something we can do”.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“I’ll have Michael send out a Memo that we’re going to push back the deadline by 1 week” he said. “Would that be enough time for you?”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Mary froze. She couldn’t believe her luck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What's next?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Professor Burns jumps up from her seat and hugs Dean Richards]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Blue Mountain University]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gonzoletti</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
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		<title>The phone rings and it’s time for Dr. Burns to see Dean Richards</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Michael began to respond but he was cut off by the sound of the phone ringing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Yes, sir?” he answered.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Okay, I’ll send her in, he said before placing the phone’s headpiece back on the receiver.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Professor Burns, Dr. Richards will see you now” he said while motioning her to the Dean’s office.&lt;br /&gt;
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“Thanks!” said Mary as she walked by. “I still want to hear all about this lady of yours” she added with a wink.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Mary reached the Dean’s door and knocked&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Come in” she heard come through the door.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After stepping into his spacious office Mary was reminder of the beauty of the space. This room alone was at least four times larger than her office. The threshold and every trim and finish was hand carved into mahogany wood. The patters in the wood were as intricate as they were delightful, and the soft blue rug on the ground was almost an open invitation to take one’s shoes off. The furniture in the room must have cost a fortune. Dr. Richard’s desk might as well be in direct proportion to his size as a man.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Behind the desk sat Dr. Richards immersed on what seemed to be hand written notes.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Dr. Richard. I’m sorry if I’m interrupting”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Not at all, I always have time for you, Dr. Burns” he said with a warm expression on his face. “Please, please sit down.”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Mary walked over towards the Dean’s desk and sat on a chair. Her eyes met with Dr. Richards and she had the fain impression his eyes drifted to her chest and below as she sat down on the chair.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As Mary pushed herself back on the wide seat she noticed how low to the ground it was. Mary began to cross her legs and as she did so she was certain his eyes had drifted to her legs. Mary raised her time to catch the Dean’s eyes directly again and she smiled.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Um, how may I help you, Mary?” he said.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The fact she was addressed at by her first name did not escape her. “I’m here to talk about the direction of my research” she said. “You never mentioned a deadline for the proposal.”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“I’m sorry Mary, but I’m confused. I send out a department-wide memo announcing that I needed those by… “the dean said and he stopped speaking. He used the computer on his desk to apparently check for something and said “yes, here it is. Those proposals should be turned in by tomorrow.”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Are you prepared to turn that in?” he said.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“FUCK,” Mary thought. “I’m sorry Dr. Richards,” but I don’t think I’ll be able to turn anything remotely respectable. “Is it critical for it to be turned in tomorrow?” she pleaded.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Mary, you may not have noticed yet, but things are changing in this department. I’m getting a lot of pressure from the college to increase the quality of the academics around here,” he said with a sigh.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“To tell you the truth I’m not happy with it, but that means I have to pass down the pressure to the faculty.” He paused for a second and Mary saw a chance to chime in.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“And that’s fine Dr. Richards. I’ve been focusing on making my courses as valuable to my students as I can, and that has taken over completely. I’m sorry and it won’t happen again.” Mary said shyly.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
The Dean looked distraught. He rubbed his eyes and Mary could now tell that he looked fatigued. “I’m sorry too, Mary, but I don’t think I can make an exception. You’ll have to turn in a document tomorrow, and whatever you come up with will be officially scrutinized by this office,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;
Mary began to feel overwhelmed. She didn’t want to jeopardize her position as a tenured-track Professor but it seemed like she was left with very little choice. The emotion was too much and she couldn’t handle it. Mary began to quietly sob.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Mary, are you okay?” inquired the Dean with a look of concern.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“I’m sorry, I just feel terrible at letting you down in this way”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
The Dean’s voice immediately softened, “you didn’t let me down. I think you’re the best performing Professor in this entire faculty. I just need to enforce the rules evenly with everyone.”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“I know, I know. I’m just being melodramatic” she said in between sobs and tears.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Dr. Richards got up from his seat and walked over to her side of the desk. He half-sat on his desk and crossed his arms as he spoke, “Listen, maybe there is something we can do”.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“I’ll have Michael send out a Memo that we’re going to push back the deadline by 1 week” he said. “Would that be enough time for you?”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Mary froze. She couldn’t believe her luck.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Professor Burns jumps up from her seat and hugs Dean Richards]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Blue Mountain University]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gonzoletti</name></author>	</entry>

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		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/The_phone_rings_and_it%E2%80%99s_time_for_Dr._Burns_to_see_Dean_Richards</id>
		<title>The phone rings and it’s time for Dr. Burns to see Dean Richards</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Michael began to respond but he was cut off by the sound of the phone ringing.  “Yes, sir?” he answered.   “Okay, I’ll send her in, he said before placing the phone’s h…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Michael began to respond but he was cut off by the sound of the phone ringing.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Yes, sir?” he answered.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Okay, I’ll send her in, he said before placing the phone’s headpiece back on the receiver.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Professor Burns, Dr. Richards will see you now” he said while motioning her to the Dean’s office.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Thanks!” said Mary as she walked by. “I still want to hear all about this lady of yours” she added with a wink.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Mary reached the Dean’s door and knocked&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Come in” she heard come through the door.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After stepping into his spacious office Mary was reminder of the beauty of the space. This room alone was at least four times larger than her office. The threshold and every trim and finish was hand carved into mahogany wood. The patters in the wood were as intricate as they were delightful, and the soft blue rug on the ground was almost an open invitation to take one’s shoes off. The furniture in the room must have cost a fortune. Dr. Richard’s desk might as well be in direct proportion to his size as a man.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Behind the desk sat Dr. Richards immersed on what seemed to be hand written notes.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Dr. Richard. I’m sorry if I’m interrupting”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Not at all, I always have time for you, Dr. Burns” he said with a warm expression on his face. “Please, please sit down.”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Mary walked over towards the Dean’s desk and sat on a chair. Her eyes met with Dr. Richards and she had the fain impression his eyes drifted to her chest and below as she sat down on the chair.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As Mary pushed herself back on the wide seat she noticed how low to the ground it was. Mary began to cross her legs and as she did so she was certain his eyes had drifted to her legs. Mary raised her time to catch the Dean’s eyes directly again and she smiled.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Um, how may I help you, Mary?” he said.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The fact she was addressed at by her first name did not escape her. “I’m here to talk about the direction of my research” she said. “You never mentioned a deadline for the proposal.”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“I’m sorry Mary, but I’m confused. I send out a department-wide memo announcing that I needed those by… “the dean said and he stopped speaking. He used the computer on his desk to apparently check for something and said “yes, here it is. Those proposals should be turned in by tomorrow.”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Are you prepared to turn that in?” he said.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“FUCK,” Mary thought. “I’m sorry Dr. Richards,” but I don’t think I’ll be able to turn anything remotely respectable. “Is it critical for it to be turned in tomorrow?” she pleaded.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Mary, you may not have noticed yet, but things are changing in this department. I’m getting a lot of pressure from the college to increase the quality of the academics around here,” he said with a sigh.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“To tell you the truth I’m not happy with it, but that means I have to pass down the pressure to the faculty.” He paused for a second and Mary saw a chance to chime in.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“And that’s fine Dr. Richards. I’ve been focusing on making my courses as valuable to my students as I can, and that has taken over completely. I’m sorry and it won’t happen again.” Mary said shyly.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
The Dean looked distraught. He rubbed his eyes and Mary could now tell that he looked fatigued. “I’m sorry too, Mary, but I don’t think I can make an exception. You’ll have to turn in a document tomorrow, and whatever you come up with will be officially scrutinized by this office,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;
Mary began to feel overwhelmed. She didn’t want to jeopardize her position as a tenured-track Professor but it seemed like she was left with very little choice. The emotion was too much and she couldn’t handle it. Mary began to quietly sob.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Mary, are you okay?” inquired the Dean with a look of concern.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“I’m sorry, I just feel terrible at letting you down in this way”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
The Dean’s voice immediately softened, “you didn’t let me down. I think you’re the best performing Professor in this entire faculty. I just need to enforce the rules evenly with everyone.”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“I know, I know. I’m just being melodramatic” she said in between sobs and tears.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Dr. Richards got up from his seat and walked over to her side of the desk. He half-sat on his desk and crossed his arms as he spoke, “Listen, maybe there is something we can do”.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“I’ll have Michael send out a Memo that we’re going to push back the deadline by 1 week” he said. “Would that be enough time for you?”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Mary froze. She couldn’t believe her luck.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Professor_Burns_walks_into_the_Dean%E2%80%99s_office%E2%80%99s_lobby.</id>
		<title>Professor Burns walks into the Dean’s office’s lobby.</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;“Professor Burns! Hi, how are you?” said Michael, the dean’s long-time and very enthusiastic assistant.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“I’m well, Michael” responded Mary with a smile on her face. Michael’s standard greeting smile had a sort of contagious effect and it always seemed to put Mary in a slightly better mood. In retrospect she wondered if that’s why the Dean had kept him around so long; I mean, it has to be helpful considering he screens all of the Dean’s visits and calls!&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“I’m here to see Dr. Richards. I need to confirm a deadline with him,” Mary stated.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Certainly, but I see the Dean is wrapping up a conference call right now. Please take a seat, he’ll be with you shortly.” said Michael with yet another beaming smile on his face.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Well you’re in a good mood!” teased Mary in return. She had a very flirtatious relationship with Michael. It’s difficult not to with such a gem: Michael was a 25 year old Master’s student, it’s worth mentioning he was easily at the top of his class, and whose fellowship required him to do work on behalf of the department. Michael could have chosen to fulfill the full amount of his work hours as a TA, but for some reason he chose to works as the Dean’s assistance instead. Mary wasn’t complaining, the young man was a flattering view. From what she had been able to gather, Michael had been both a nerd and a jock while growing up. He played for this high schools state-winning football team. At the same time Michael had been a drama kid and director of the school’s newspaper. Quite an odd combination Mary would often think. Mary didn’t care much for football, but at least she could appreciate the effects of its physical conditioning on men. Michael was considerably shorter than Dr. Richard but still a little above average height. His frame was athletic and muscular, and his choice of attire always reflected the best of those features. Today he was wearing a white button up that clung tightly to his chest. A skinny black tie, and matching think and black frames gave him the look you’d expect out of a hipster. However, his stylish black hair gave off a more polished look. The deep brown eyes and clean shaven face made him look like he belonged more in a bank than an academic setting. He was cute in an impossibly boyish way.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Ha, why wouldn’t I be? It’s a beautiful day!”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“I don’t know, you seem extra chipper today...” said Mary with an inquisitive tone.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Well, now that you mention it,” Michael leaned in closer to her and whispered “let’s just say the girl I was chasing after finally let herself get caught”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Mary laughed immediately after he said that. “That’s sweet. Forgive the cliché, but she’s a lucky girl”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[The phone rings and it’s time for Dr. Burns to see Dean Richards]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Blue Mountain University]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Professor Burns walks into the Dean’s office’s lobby.</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;Created page with '“Professor Burns! Hi, how are you?” said Michael, the dean’s long-time and very enthusiastic assistant.   “I’m well, Michael” responded Mary with a smile on her face.…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;“Professor Burns! Hi, how are you?” said Michael, the dean’s long-time and very enthusiastic assistant.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“I’m well, Michael” responded Mary with a smile on her face. Michael’s standard greeting smile had a sort of contagious effect and it always seemed to put Mary in a slightly better mood. In retrospect she wondered if that’s why the Dean had kept him around so long; I mean, it has to be helpful considering he screens all of the Dean’s visits and calls!&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“I’m here to see Dr. Richards. I need to confirm a deadline with him,” Mary stated.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Certainly, but I see the Dean is wrapping up a conference call right now. Please take a seat, he’ll be with you shortly.” said Michael with yet another beaming smile on his face.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Well you’re in a good mood!” teased Mary in return. She had a very flirtatious relationship with Michael. It’s difficult not to with such a gem: Michael was a 25 year old Master’s student, it’s worth mentioning he was easily at the top of his class, and whose fellowship required him to do work on behalf of the department. Michael could have chosen to fulfill the full amount of his work hours as a TA, but for some reason he chose to works as the Dean’s assistance instead. Mary wasn’t complaining, the young man was a flattering view. From what she had been able to gather, Michael had been both a nerd and a jock while growing up. He played for this high schools state-winning football team. At the same time Michael had been a drama kid and director of the school’s newspaper. Quite an odd combination Mary would often think. Mary didn’t care much for football, but at least she could appreciate the effects of its physical conditioning on men. Michael was considerably shorter than Dr. Richard but still a little above average height. His frame was athletic and muscular, and his choice of attire always reflected the best of those features. Today he was wearing a white button up that clung tightly to his chest. A skinny black tie, and matching think and black frames gave him the look you’d expect out of a hipster. However, his stylish black hair gave off a more polished look. The deep brown eyes and clean shaven face made him look like he belonged more in a bank than an academic setting. He was cute in an impossibly boyish way.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Ha, why wouldn’t I be? It’s a beautiful day!”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“I don’t know, you seem extra chipper today...” said Mary with an inquisitive tone.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
“Well, now that you mention it,” Michael leaned in closer to her and whispered “let’s just say the girl I was chasing after finally let herself get caught”&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Mary laughed immediately after he said that. “That’s sweet. Forgive the cliché, but she’s a lucky girl”&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Professor Burns realizes she needs to ask the Dean a question</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Mary walked halfway down the hall towards her office when she remembered that Dean Richards had asked her to submit to him a list of specific research proposals for the semester.…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Mary walked halfway down the hall towards her office when she remembered that Dean Richards had asked her to submit to him a list of specific research proposals for the semester. As she kept walking towards her office she felt a ping of embarrassment at the thought that she hadn't bothered much with the task yet but, since the Dean hadn't specified a deadline, her attitude had been rather lax. She thought it would be best to clarify what his expectations were. Mary reached her office, opened the door, threw her purse on her chair, and turned back to walk the way she came.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
Despite being the most decorated academic in the department, Dead Richards seemed to evaluate his faculty’s performance by their individual teaching abilities rather than research output alone. Mary couldn't recall ever having a better boss or at least one whose general attitude and demeanor impacted her work in such a pleasingly surprising way. This was all the more surprising to Mary, and everyone for that matter, due to the fact that the Dean could only be described as an imposing man, in every sense of the word. His physical presence cannot easy not easily ignored:  at a height of 6’4”, he’s was easily the tallest man in the building. His broad shoulders, strong chest, and thick strong arms were a perfect complement to his remarkable face. During one of Mary’s first department’s coffee hour breaks, he had recounted for a group of professors that his parents had emigrated from Norway before he had been born. Dean Richards had fair skin and dirty blonde hair. He has a narrow nose and deep blue eyes which contrasted with the brown color of his full beard. Thanks to his square and strong jaw line, he always looked pensive if not outright stern. When all of this is taken into consideration with his impressive career as an American Literature scholar, and having achieved it by age 41, it was difficult to guess why exactly he was unmarried let alone still single.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As she continued walking down the hallway Mary let her thoughts drift to memories of her birthday. After feeling her knees weaken at the sheer eroticism of that night’s hot and heavy sex, she realized she hadn’t talked to her friend since those events transpired. She’d recently gotten an email from her telling her about the new guy she was dating. A picture had been attached with the message and it occurred to Mary at that moment that the guy, one Steve, was strikingly similar to Dead Richards.&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
At this moment Mary reached the Dean’s office and froze as she placed her hand on the door. For a split second her mind was flooded by images of Dean Richards, her friend Lisa, and herself all entertained in a passionate orgy. She blushed deeply, took a moment to catch a breath and clear the images out of her mind, and opened the door to his office. &lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
What happens next?&lt;br /&gt;
 &lt;br /&gt;
*[[Professor Burns walks into the Dean’s office’s lobby.]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Blue Mountain University]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Professor Burns arrives on campus</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;It's the perfect day outside today&amp;quot; Mary thought as she walked into the Williams building. As she took the elevator to the 5th floor she bumped into a group of colleagues. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Mary, it's so great to see you! How was your break?&amp;quot; asked Dean Richards as soon as she stepped in. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;It was swell! Thank you for asking&amp;quot; she replied. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ready for office hours today?&amp;quot; he asked.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What do you mean? I thought today was a planning day&amp;quot; Mary said with a frown on her face&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dean Richards smile, &amp;quot;Yes, that's still true, but today we also have an open-door policy so that students can inquire about course choices&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Great! Thanks for the heads up. I'm sure the stream of students into my office won't be too steady, &amp;quot; Mary said as the elevator doors opened and she stepped out into the hallway. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What happens next?&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Professor Burns reaches her office]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Professor Burns realizes she needs to ask the Dean a question]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Blue Mountain University]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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		<title>Professor Burns and Kate continue</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Mary weighed in the options and realized that continuing talking to the girl was the best course of action. It was obvious Kate had a crush on her, and as long as she stayed within professional boundaries there wouldn't be any problem with entertaining that. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Kate, you can be honest with me. Are you really here for me to help you find a class?&amp;quot; Mary asked while raising her eyebrow. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate was quiet for a few seconds. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;To be honest, no, I'm not here for that...&amp;quot; she paused as she lifted her gaze directly to stare straight into Mary's eyes &amp;quot;...Professor&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ok, can you talk to me about it?&amp;quot; Mary inquired. Her heart certainly skipped a beat when Kate looked into her eyes. Kate had beautiful green eyes and long brown hair that went down past her shoulders. Her face was very soft, with a small nose and full lips. She had high cheekbones which contrasted her very shapely shin and cheeks. Mary began fidgeting with her feet and she began to feel a hint of arousal. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary allowed silence to take over for a few more seconds. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Kate, are you not comfortable speaking to me about it?&amp;quot; Mary asked. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate shrugged and said &amp;quot;It's not that, I'm just not sure how you're going to react.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'm your Professor, Kate. This is a safe environment&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ok, would you mind if I close the door?&amp;quot; Kate asked. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary noticed her hand was shaking slightly. &amp;quot;Shit.&amp;quot; Mary realized that the situation was a lot more pressing that she thought. Kate was in her office with the intent to be a lot more forward than Mary's code of professional conduct allowed for. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The conversation had raised Mary's temperature and now she now felt hot in her outfit. &amp;quot;Sure, close it&amp;quot; she impulsively before she had a second to think it through. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate smiled and got up from her chair. She walked slowly and deliberately to the door. She swayed her hips and Mary's suspicious were confirmed. With each step the bottom end of each ass cheek was clearly visible below the thin fabric of her white shorts. Kate moaned internally. Thoughts of the hottest night of her life, when she first got to taste a woman, were rushing back into her head. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate walked back to the desk chair. &amp;quot;I want to show you something&amp;quot; said said as she bent over to reach the tiny purse she had brought with her and set on the floor in front of her. As she leaned she did not bother to cover herself. Mary was treated to a full view of Kate's chest. She had gorgeous breasts with pink nipples and medium sized areolas. Mary reminder herself how good the feeling of a full breast in her hand felt like. &amp;quot;Fuck, I'm starting to get wet&amp;quot; she realized. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When Kate leaned back into her seat she was holding a folder piece of paper. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Here,&amp;quot; Kate said as she handed over the piece of paper, &amp;quot;I want you to read it and I was hoping you could also give me some feedback.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary felt a huge sense of relief. &amp;quot;This is it? This is all that she wants?&amp;quot; She thought. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary took the piece of paper and opened it up. She realized it was actually several sheets, and Kate had handwritten every one on both sides. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Take your time&amp;quot; Kate said. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary began reading. It seemed to be a short story of sorts. The main character was an American student who was studying abroad. The first few pages were mostly background thus informing the reader of the main character's lifestyle and attitudes. During the 2nd term of this student's school year, she began fantasizing about a literature professor. After a few more paragraphs of Kate's writing, and her description of said literature professor, it became clear that Mary had been used as the muse for this story. By the end of the story the main character and the teacher culminated their desire in a night of hot passion. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary put the piece of paper down. Now it was her turn for her hands to shake. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Kate, this is very good writing. I will have to read it a few more times before I can give you feedback, but you've done most things correctly.&amp;quot; Mary said while basically stumbling through the sentence. She didn't mean what she said.. the writing wasn't great. The content though, and by extension Kate's fantasy, had her pussy feeling like it was on fire. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate's smiled beamed across the room, &amp;quot;AWESOME&amp;quot; she said. &amp;quot;I can't wait.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary took a second to take the sight in again. Here was a student, no more than 20 years of age, sitting her office while obviously trying to tease with the professor. Mary had never had a student fantasy in her life, but this wasn't about Kate being a student. Her arousal stemmed from her yearning for a woman's touch again, and this particular one reminder her so much of Annie. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary needed to press further, she wanted to know more. &amp;quot;Kate, did you use me as a model for the professor in the story?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate blushed again, and Mary felt another ping of desire upon seeing her turn red. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'll take that as a yes,&amp;quot; Mary said. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate suddenly got up from her chair and said &amp;quot;Here, let me show you the exact paragraph when I was writing and decided to put a version of you into the story.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary was in a trance as Kate walked over to her side of the desk. Mary pushed her chair back a few inches away from her desk so as to give Kate some space when she stood next to her.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate kept her legs straight and bent over to grab the sheets of paper on her desk. She rested her elbows on the desk and began speaking and pointing to a paragraph on the second page. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary wasn't listening. She was practically devouring Kate with her eyes at this point. Half the girls ass was bulging out of her shorts, and by leaning her breasts were clearly visible again. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Professor Burns...&amp;quot; Kate exclaimed &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary turned her face to face Kate and could no longer control her desire. She leaned closer to her face and felt her lips touch Kate's. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The kiss was immediately returned in full passion. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary leaned back and gazed upon Kate leaning on her desk in the same position as before. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She leaned towards her ear and whispered &amp;quot;don't move. Stay just how you are&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The poor girl's knees almost gave after that was said. Mary pushed her chair back and got up from her seat. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She walked behind Kate and with a light slap grabbed her right ass cheek. Kate moaned at the first touch of skin on skin. Mary grabbed a handful of her ass and used her left hand to reach under Kate's shirt and do the same with her breast. By the time Mary pinches Kate's left nipple the girl was starting to moan. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Shhh&amp;quot; Mary whispered, &amp;quot;we can be too loud&amp;quot;. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary brought both of her hands to the girls waist and undid the button her shorts. She slid her shorts down sensually and painfully slowly. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;you're not wearing any underwear? What a bad girl...&amp;quot; Mary said in her sexiest voice. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I was afraid you could see the wet spot that was forming on my shorts&amp;quot; Kate returned.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Mmmm, let's see just how wet you really are&amp;quot; with that she used her right hand to trace the outline of her left leg all the way up to Kate's pussy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate was fully shaved, something unfamiliar to Mary. Mary then put her middle finger inside Kate who had to bite her lip not to scream in pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;
Mary started moving her finger in and out while Kate began to rock back and forth to the rhythm. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate was moaning and Mary could tell she was nearing climax. Mary put a second finger in and began to use her thumb to put pressure and circle her clit. As soon as she did that she felt Kate's body tense through an orgasm that must have lasted at least 20 seconds. Kate collapsed on the desk while trying to catch her breath. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary was so turned on she didn't care. she spread the girls legs using her arms and kneeling behind Kate. &amp;quot;I have to taste your sweet pussy now&amp;quot; Mary said surprising even herself. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She brought her face close to Kate and began user her tongue to lick up and down her wet slit. Kate began moaning again while Mary's tongue began to flicker on her clit. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;mmmmmmm&amp;quot; moaned Kate. &amp;quot;Stop&amp;quot; she said suddenly. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary became alarmed, &amp;quot;What is it?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I've been dreaming of tasting you for half a year.. It's my turn&amp;quot; she said with lustful eyes. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate walked over to Mary and since they were roughly the same height it felt natural to kiss. While they devoured each others faces, Kate lost her shirt and Mary's skirt fell to the ground. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With shaking hands Kate undid the buttons on Mary's shirt and tossed that to the ground. She couldn't wait until her bra was off and pushed her bra down and began sucking on Mary's hard nipples. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary was on fire, with her right hand she began touch her pussy over her panties. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate finally got her bra off and had one breast in hand while she lightly bit on the other's nipple. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate used her hands to guide Mary to the her desk and made her sit on top of it. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Playfully she lowered herself to Mary's feet and began to kiss all the way up her leg. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The anticipation was too much for Mary. &amp;quot;Please, hurrrryyy up&amp;quot; she moaned through her teeth. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate took her time. She kissed and licked Mary's inner thighs while Mary spread them as much as she could to give her access. With her teeth Kate grabbed the waistband of the panties and began to slid them off. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When she came back up she grabbed Mary by the ass and pusher her closer to the edge of the desk. Once she was in kneeling position she dived into Mary's pussy. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
First she used only her tongue. Teasing her wet slit and pushing her tongue as far as she could. Mary's breathing quickened, and she began moaning and not caring if anyone could hear. Mary then plunged two finger deep in Mary's pussy and used her tongue to circle her clit. With her right hand Kate reached over to grab Mary's tits while Mary used her right hand to touch her other breast and her left hand to guide Kate's head. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary was in heaven. After just a few minutes she felt the beginnings of her orgasm. It came from deep in and it took several minutes to finally climax. When Kate upped the tempo of her fingers and began sucking on her clit Mary finally exploded and, unlike Kate's orgasm, began shaking her whole body uncontrollably. Kate stayed with her tongue spread against Mary's pussy and licked as much moistness as she could. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After a few seconds both women stood up and laughed. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What's Next? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Kate takes the lead]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[A knock is heard on the door]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gonzoletti</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
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		<title>Professor burns continues to question Kate</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Mary weighed in the options and realized that continuing talking to the girl was the best course of action. It was obvious Kate had a crush on her, and as long as she stayed within professional boundaries there wouldn't be any problem with entertaining that. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Kate, you can be honest with me. Are you really here for me to help you find a class?&amp;quot; Mary asked while raising her eyebrow. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate was quiet for a few seconds. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;To be honest, no, I'm not here for that...&amp;quot; she paused as she lifted her gaze directly to stare straight into Mary's eyes &amp;quot;...Professor&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ok, can you talk to me about it?&amp;quot; Mary inquired. Her heart certainly skipped a beat when Kate looked into her eyes. Kate had beautiful green eyes and long brown hair that went down past her shoulders. Her face was very soft, with a small nose and full lips. She had high cheekbones which contrasted her very shapely shin and cheeks. Mary began fidgeting with her feet and she began to feel a hint of arousal. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary allowed silence to take over for a few more seconds. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Kate, are you not comfortable speaking to me about it?&amp;quot; Mary asked. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate shrugged and said &amp;quot;It's not that, I'm just not sure how you're going to react.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'm your Professor, Kate. This is a safe environment&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ok, would you mind if I close the door?&amp;quot; Kate asked. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary noticed her hand was shaking slightly. &amp;quot;Shit.&amp;quot; Mary realized that the situation was a lot more pressing that she thought. Kate was in her office with the intent to be a lot more forward than Mary's code of professional conduct allowed for. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The conversation had raised Mary's temperature and now she now felt hot in her outfit. &amp;quot;Sure, close it&amp;quot; she impulsively before she had a second to think it through. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate smiled and got up from her chair. She walked slowly and deliberately to the door. She swayed her hips and Mary's suspicious were confirmed. With each step the bottom end of each ass cheek was clearly visible below the thin fabric of her white shorts. Kate moaned internally. Thoughts of the hottest night of her life, when she first got to taste a woman, were rushing back into her head. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate walked back to the desk chair. &amp;quot;I want to show you something&amp;quot; said said as she bent over to reach the tiny purse she had brought with her and set on the floor in front of her. As she leaned she did not bother to cover herself. Mary was treated to a full view of Kate's chest. She had gorgeous breasts with pink nipples and medium sized areolas. Mary reminder herself how good the feeling of a full breast in her hand felt like. &amp;quot;Fuck, I'm starting to get wet&amp;quot; she realized. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When Kate leaned back into her seat she was holding a folder piece of paper. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Here,&amp;quot; Kate said as she handed over the piece of paper, &amp;quot;I want you to read it and I was hoping you could also give me some feedback.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary felt a huge sense of relief. &amp;quot;This is it? This is all that she wants?&amp;quot; She thought. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary took the piece of paper and opened it up. She realized it was actually several sheets, and Kate had handwritten every one on both sides. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Take your time&amp;quot; Kate said. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary began reading. It seemed to be a short story of sorts. The main character was an American student who was studying abroad. The first few pages were mostly background thus informing the reader of the main character's lifestyle and attitudes. During the 2nd term of this student's school year, she began fantasizing about a literature professor. After a few more paragraphs of Kate's writing, and her description of said literature professor, it became clear that Mary had been used as the muse for this story. By the end of the story the main character and the teacher culminated their desire in a night of hot passion. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary put the piece of paper down. Now it was her turn for her hands to shake. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Kate, this is very good writing. I will have to read it a few more times before I can give you feedback, but you've done most things correctly.&amp;quot; Mary said while basically stumbling through the sentence. She didn't mean what she said.. the writing wasn't great. The content though, and by extension Kate's fantasy, had her pussy feeling like it was on fire. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate's smiled beamed across the room, &amp;quot;AWESOME&amp;quot; she said. &amp;quot;I can't wait.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary took a second to take the sight in again. Here was a student, no more than 20 years of age, sitting her office while obviously trying to tease with the professor. Mary had never had a student fantasy in her life, but this wasn't about Kate being a student. Her arousal stemmed from her yearning for a woman's touch again, and this particular one reminder her so much of Annie. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary needed to press further, she wanted to know more. &amp;quot;Kate, did you use me as a model for the professor in the story?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate blushed again, and Mary felt another ping of desire upon seeing her turn red. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'll take that as a yes,&amp;quot; Mary said. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate suddenly got up from her chair and said &amp;quot;Here, let me show you the exact paragraph when I was writing and decided to put a version of you into the story.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary was in a trance as Kate walked over to her side of the desk. Mary pushed her chair back a few inches away from her desk so as to give Kate some space when she stood next to her.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate kept her legs straight and bent over to grab the sheets of paper on her desk. She rested her elbows on the desk and began speaking and pointing to a paragraph on the second page. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary wasn't listening. She was practically devouring Kate with her eyes at this point. Half the girls ass was bulging out of her shorts, and by leaning her breasts were clearly visible again. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Professor Burns...&amp;quot; Kate exclaimed &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Professor Burns and Kate continue]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Blue Mountain University]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gonzoletti</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
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		<title>Professor Burns and Kate continue</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Mary weighed in the options and realized that continuing talking to the girl was the best course of action. It was obvious Kate had a crush on her, and as long as she stayed with…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Mary weighed in the options and realized that continuing talking to the girl was the best course of action. It was obvious Kate had a crush on her, and as long as she stayed within professional boundaries there wouldn't be any problem with entertaining that. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Kate, you can be honest with me. Are you really here for me to help you find a class?&amp;quot; Mary asked while raising her eyebrow. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate was quiet for a few seconds. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;To be honest, no, I'm not here for that...&amp;quot; she paused as she lifted her gaze directly to stare straight into Mary's eyes &amp;quot;...Professor&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ok, can you talk to me about it?&amp;quot; Mary inquired. Her heart certainly skipped a beat when Kate looked into her eyes. Kate had beautiful green eyes and long brown hair that went down past her shoulders. Her face was very soft, with a small nose and full lips. She had high cheekbones which contrasted her very shapely shin and cheeks. Mary began fidgeting with her feet and she began to feel a hint of arousal. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary allowed silence to take over for a few more seconds. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Kate, are you not comfortable speaking to me about it?&amp;quot; Mary asked. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate shrugged and said &amp;quot;It's not that, I'm just not sure how you're going to react.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'm your Professor, Kate. This is a safe environment&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ok, would you mind if I close the door?&amp;quot; Kate asked. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary noticed her hand was shaking slightly. &amp;quot;Shit.&amp;quot; Mary realized that the situation was a lot more pressing that she thought. Kate was in her office with the intent to be a lot more forward than Mary's code of professional conduct allowed for. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The conversation had raised Mary's temperature and now she now felt hot in her outfit. &amp;quot;Sure, close it&amp;quot; she impulsively before she had a second to think it through. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate smiled and got up from her chair. She walked slowly and deliberately to the door. She swayed her hips and Mary's suspicious were confirmed. With each step the bottom end of each ass cheek was clearly visible below the thin fabric of her white shorts. Kate moaned internally. Thoughts of the hottest night of her life, when she first got to taste a woman, were rushing back into her head. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate walked back to the desk chair. &amp;quot;I want to show you something&amp;quot; said said as she bent over to reach the tiny purse she had brought with her and set on the floor in front of her. As she leaned she did not bother to cover herself. Mary was treated to a full view of Kate's chest. She had gorgeous breasts with pink nipples and medium sized areolas. Mary reminder herself how good the feeling of a full breast in her hand felt like. &amp;quot;Fuck, I'm starting to get wet&amp;quot; she realized. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When Kate leaned back into her seat she was holding a folder piece of paper. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Here,&amp;quot; Kate said as she handed over the piece of paper, &amp;quot;I want you to read it and I was hoping you could also give me some feedback.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary felt a huge sense of relief. &amp;quot;This is it? This is all that she wants?&amp;quot; She thought. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary took the piece of paper and opened it up. She realized it was actually several sheets, and Kate had handwritten every one on both sides. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Take your time&amp;quot; Kate said. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary began reading. It seemed to be a short story of sorts. The main character was an American student who was studying abroad. The first few pages were mostly background thus informing the reader of the main character's lifestyle and attitudes. During the 2nd term of this student's school year, she began fantasizing about a literature professor. After a few more paragraphs of Kate's writing, and her description of said literature professor, it became clear that Mary had been used as the muse for this story. By the end of the story the main character and the teacher culminated their desire in a night of hot passion. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary put the piece of paper down. Now it was her turn for her hands to shake. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Kate, this is very good writing. I will have to read it a few more times before I can give you feedback, but you've done most things correctly.&amp;quot; Mary said while basically stumbling through the sentence. She didn't mean what she said.. the writing wasn't great. The content though, and by extension Kate's fantasy, had her pussy feeling like it was on fire. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate's smiled beamed across the room, &amp;quot;AWESOME&amp;quot; she said. &amp;quot;I can't wait.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary took a second to take the sight in again. Here was a student, no more than 20 years of age, sitting her office while obviously trying to tease with the professor. Mary had never had a student fantasy in her life, but this wasn't about Kate being a student. Her arousal stemmed from her yearning for a woman's touch again, and this particular one reminder her so much of Annie. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary needed to press further, she wanted to know more. &amp;quot;Kate, did you use me as a model for the professor in the story?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate blushed again, and Mary felt another ping of desire upon seeing her turn red. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'll take that as a yes,&amp;quot; Mary said. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate suddenly got up from her chair and said &amp;quot;Here, let me show you the exact paragraph when I was writing and decided to put a version of you into the story.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary was in a trance as Kate walked over to her side of the desk. Mary pushed her chair back a few inches away from her desk so as to give Kate some space when she stood next to her.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate kept her legs straight and bent over to grab the sheets of paper on her desk. She rested her elbows on the desk and began speaking and pointing to a paragraph on the second page. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary wasn't listening. She was practically devouring Kate with her eyes at this point. Half the girls ass was bulging out of her shorts, and by leaning her breasts were clearly visible again. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Professor Burns...&amp;quot; Kate exclaimed &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary turned her face to face Kate and could no longer control her desire. She leaned closer to her face and felt her lips touch Kate's. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The kiss was immediately returned in full passion. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary leaned back and gazed upon Kate leaning on her desk in the same position as before. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She leaned towards her ear and whispered &amp;quot;don't move. Stay just how you are&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The poor girl's knees almost gave after that was said. Mary pushed her chair back and got up from her seat. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She walked behind Kate and with a light slap grabbed her right ass cheek. Kate moaned at the first touch of skin on skin. Mary grabbed a handful of her ass and used her left hand to reach under Kate's shirt and do the same with her breast. By the time Mary pinches Kate's left nipple the girl was starting to moan. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Shhh&amp;quot; Mary whispered, &amp;quot;we can be too loud&amp;quot;. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary brought both of her hands to the girls waist and undid the button her shorts. She slid her shorts down sensually and painfully slowly. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;you're not wearing any underwear? What a bad girl...&amp;quot; Mary said in her sexiest voice. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I was afraid you could see the wet spot that was forming on my shorts&amp;quot; Kate returned.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Mmmm, let's see just how wet you really are&amp;quot; with that she used her right hand to trace the outline of her left leg all the way up to Kate's pussy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate was fully shaved, something unfamiliar to Mary. Mary then put her middle finger inside Kate who had to bite her lip not to scream in pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;
Mary started moving her finger in and out while Kate began to rock back and forth to the rhythm. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate was moaning and Mary could tell she was nearing climax. Mary put a second finger in and began to use her thumb to put pressure and circle her clit. As soon as she did that she felt Kate's body tense through an orgasm that must have lasted at least 20 seconds. Kate collapsed on the desk while trying to catch her breath. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary was so turned on she didn't care. she spread the girls legs using her arms and kneeling behind Kate. &amp;quot;I have to taste your sweet pussy now&amp;quot; Mary said surprising even herself. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She brought her face close to Kate and began user her tongue to lick up and down her wet slit. Kate began moaning again while Mary's tongue began to flicker on her clit. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;mmmmmmm&amp;quot; moaned Kate. &amp;quot;Stop&amp;quot; she said suddenly. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary became alarmed, &amp;quot;What is it?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I've been dreaming of tasting you for half a year.. It's my turn&amp;quot; she said with lustful eyes. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate walked over to Mary and since they were roughly the same height it felt natural to kiss. While they devoured each others faces, Kate lost her shirt and Mary's skirt fell to the ground. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With shaking hands Kate undid the buttons on Mary's shirt and tossed that to the ground. She couldn't wait until her bra was off and pushed her bra down and began sucking on Mary's hard nipples. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary was on fire, with her right hand she began touch her pussy over her panties. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate finally got her bra off and had one breast in hand while she lightly bit on the other's nipple. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate used her hands to guide Mary to the her desk and made her sit on top of it. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Playfully she lowered herself to Mary's feet and began to kiss all the way up her leg. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The anticipation was too much for Mary. &amp;quot;Please, hurrrryyy up&amp;quot; she moaned through her teeth. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate took her time. She kissed and licked Mary's inner thighs while Mary spread them as much as she could to give her access. With her teeth Kate grabbed the waistband of the panties and began to slid them off. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When she came back up she grabbed Mary by the ass and pusher her closer to the edge of the desk. Once she was in kneeling position she dived into Mary's pussy. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
First she used only her tongue. Teasing her wet slit and pushing her tongue as far as she could. Mary's breathing quickened, and she began moaning and not caring if anyone could hear. Mary then plunged two finger deep in Mary's pussy and used her tongue to circle her clit. With her right hand Kate reached over to grab Mary's tits while Mary used her right hand to touch her other breast and her left hand to guide Kate's head. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary was in heaven. After just a few minutes she felt the beginnings of her orgasm. It came from deep in and it took several minutes to finally climax. When Kate upped the tempo of her fingers and began sucking on her clit Mary finally exploded and, unlike Kate's orgasm, began shaking her whole body uncontrollably. Kate stayed with her tongue spread against Mary's pussy and licked as much moistness as she could. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After a few seconds both women stood up and laughed. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What's Next? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Professor Burns and Kate continue]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[A knock is heard on the door]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gonzoletti</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
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		<title>Professor burns continues to question Kate</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Mary weighed in the options and realized that continuing talking to the girl was the best course of action. It was obvious Kate had a crush on her, and as long as she stayed within professional boundaries there wouldn't be any problem with entertaining that. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Kate, you can be honest with me. Are you really here for me to help you find a class?&amp;quot; Mary asked while raising her eyebrow. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate was quiet for a few seconds. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;To be honest, no, I'm not here for that...&amp;quot; she paused as she lifted her gaze directly to stare straight into Mary's eyes &amp;quot;...Professor&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ok, can you talk to me about it?&amp;quot; Mary inquired. Her heart certainly skipped a beat when Kate looked into her eyes. Kate had beautiful green eyes and long brown hair that went down past her shoulders. Her face was very soft, with a small nose and full lips. She had high cheekbones which contrasted her very shapely shin and cheeks. Mary began fidgeting with her feet and she began to feel a hint of arousal. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary allowed silence to take over for a few more seconds. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Kate, are you not comfortable speaking to me about it?&amp;quot; Mary asked. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate shrugged and said &amp;quot;It's not that, I'm just not sure how you're going to react.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'm your Professor, Kate. This is a safe environment&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ok, would you mind if I close the door?&amp;quot; Kate asked. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary noticed her hand was shaking slightly. &amp;quot;Shit.&amp;quot; Mary realized that the situation was a lot more pressing that she thought. Kate was in her office with the intent to be a lot more forward than Mary's code of professional conduct allowed for. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The conversation had raised Mary's temperature and now she now felt hot in her outfit. &amp;quot;Sure, close it&amp;quot; she impulsively before she had a second to think it through. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate smiled and got up from her chair. She walked slowly and deliberately to the door. She swayed her hips and Mary's suspicious were confirmed. With each step the bottom end of each ass cheek was clearly visible below the thin fabric of her white shorts. Kate moaned internally. Thoughts of the hottest night of her life, when she first got to taste a woman, were rushing back into her head. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate walked back to the desk chair. &amp;quot;I want to show you something&amp;quot; said said as she bent over to reach the tiny purse she had brought with her and set on the floor in front of her. As she leaned she did not bother to cover herself. Mary was treated to a full view of Kate's chest. She had gorgeous breasts with pink nipples and medium sized areolas. Mary reminder herself how good the feeling of a full breast in her hand felt like. &amp;quot;Fuck, I'm starting to get wet&amp;quot; she realized. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When Kate leaned back into her seat she was holding a folder piece of paper. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Here,&amp;quot; Kate said as she handed over the piece of paper, &amp;quot;I want you to read it and I was hoping you could also give me some feedback.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary felt a huge sense of relief. &amp;quot;This is it? This is all that she wants?&amp;quot; She thought. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary took the piece of paper and opened it up. She realized it was actually several sheets, and Kate had handwritten every one on both sides. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Take your time&amp;quot; Kate said. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary began reading. It seemed to be a short story of sorts. The main character was an American student who was studying abroad. The first few pages were mostly background thus informing the reader of the main character's lifestyle and attitudes. During the 2nd term of this student's school year, she began fantasizing about a literature professor. After a few more paragraphs of Kate's writing, and her description of said literature professor, it became clear that Mary had been used as the muse for this story. By the end of the story the main character and the teacher culminated their desire in a night of hot passion. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary put the piece of paper down. Now it was her turn for her hands to shake. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Kate, this is very good writing. I will have to read it a few more times before I can give you feedback, but you've done most things correctly.&amp;quot; Mary said while basically stumbling through the sentence. She didn't mean what she said.. the writing wasn't great. The content though, and by extension Kate's fantasy, had her pussy feeling like it was on fire. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate's smiled beamed across the room, &amp;quot;AWESOME&amp;quot; she said. &amp;quot;I can't wait.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary took a second to take the sight in again. Here was a student, no more than 20 years of age, sitting her office while obviously trying to tease with the professor. Mary had never had a student fantasy in her life, but this wasn't about Kate being a student. Her arousal stemmed from her yearning for a woman's touch again, and this particular one reminder her so much of Annie. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary needed to press further, she wanted to know more. &amp;quot;Kate, did you use me as a model for the professor in the story?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate blushed again, and Mary felt another ping of desire upon seeing her turn red. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'll take that as a yes,&amp;quot; Mary said. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate suddenly got up from her chair and said &amp;quot;Here, let me show you the exact paragraph when I was writing and decided to put a version of you into the story.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary was in a trance as Kate walked over to her side of the desk. Mary pushed her chair back a few inches away from her desk so as to give Kate some space when she stood next to her.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate kept her legs straight and bent over to grab the sheets of paper on her desk. She rested her elbows on the desk and began speaking and pointing to a paragraph on the second page. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary wasn't listening. She was practically devouring Kate with her eyes at this point. Half the girls ass was bulging out of her shorts, and by leaning her breasts were clearly visible again. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Professor Burns...&amp;quot; Kate exclaimed &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Professor Burns and Kate continue]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[A knock is heard on the door]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Blue Mountain University]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gonzoletti</name></author>	</entry>

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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;Professor Burns inquires what is it exactly that Kate is looking for moved to Professor burns continues to question Kate:&amp;amp;#32;New title is more clear&lt;/p&gt;
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		<title>Professor burns continues to question Kate</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;Professor Burns inquires what is it exactly that Kate is looking for moved to Professor burns continues to question Kate:&amp;amp;#32;New title is more clear&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Mary weighed in the options and realized that continuing talking to the girl was the best course of action. It was obvious Kate had a crush on her, and as long as she stayed within professional boundaries there wouldn't be any problem with entertaining that. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Kate, you can be honest with me. Are you really here for me to help you find a class?&amp;quot; Mary asked while raising her eyebrow. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate was quiet for a few seconds. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;To be honest, no, I'm not here for that...&amp;quot; she paused as she lifted her gaze directly to stare straight into Mary's eyes &amp;quot;...Professor&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ok, can you talk to me about it?&amp;quot; Mary inquired. Her heart certainly skipped a beat when Kate looked into her eyes. Kate had beautiful green eyes and long brown hair that went down past her shoulders. Her face was very soft, with a small nose and full lips. She had high cheekbones which contrasted her very shapely shin and cheeks. Mary began fidgeting with her feet and she began to feel a hint of arousal. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary allowed silence to take over for a few more seconds. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Kate, are you not comfortable speaking to me about it?&amp;quot; Mary asked. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate shrugged and said &amp;quot;It's not that, I'm just not sure how you're going to react.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'm your Professor, Kate. This is a safe environment&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ok, would you mind if I close the door?&amp;quot; Kate asked. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary noticed her hand was shaking slightly. &amp;quot;Shit.&amp;quot; Mary realized that the situation was a lot more pressing that she thought. Kate was in her office with the intent to be a lot more forward than Mary's code of professional conduct allowed for. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The conversation had raised Mary's temperature and now she now felt hot in her outfit. &amp;quot;Sure, close it&amp;quot; she impulsively before she had a second to think it through. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate smiled and got up from her chair. She walked slowly and deliberately to the door. She swayed her hips and Mary's suspicious were confirmed. With each step the bottom end of each ass cheek was clearly visible below the thin fabric of her white shorts. Kate moaned internally. Thoughts of the hottest night of her life, when she first got to taste a woman, were rushing back into her head. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate walked back to the desk chair. &amp;quot;I want to show you something&amp;quot; said said as she bent over to reach the tiny purse she had brought with her and set on the floor in front of her. As she leaned she did not bother to cover herself. Mary was treated to a full view of Kate's chest. She had gorgeous breasts with pink nipples and medium sized areolas. Mary reminder herself how good the feeling of a full breast in her hand felt like. &amp;quot;Fuck, I'm starting to get wet&amp;quot; she realized. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When Kate leaned back into her seat she was holding a folder piece of paper. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Here,&amp;quot; Kate said as she handed over the piece of paper, &amp;quot;I want you to read it and I was hoping you could also give me some feedback.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary felt a huge sense of relief. &amp;quot;This is it? This is all that she wants?&amp;quot; She thought. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary took the piece of paper and opened it up. She realized it was actually several sheets, and Kate had handwritten every one on both sides. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Take your time&amp;quot; Kate said. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary began reading. It seemed to be a short story of sorts. The main character was an American student who was studying abroad. The first few pages were mostly background thus informing the reader of the main character's lifestyle and attitudes. During the 2nd term of this student's school year, she began fantasizing about a literature professor. After a few more paragraphs of Kate's writing, and her description of said literature professor, it became clear that Mary had been used as the muse for this story. By the end of the story the main character and the teacher culminated their desire in a night of hot passion. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary put the piece of paper down. Now it was her turn for her hands to shake. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Kate, this is very good writing. I will have to read it a few more times before I can give you feedback, but you've done most things correctly.&amp;quot; Mary said while basically stumbling through the sentence. She didn't mean what she said.. the writing wasn't great. The content though, and by extension Kate's fantasy, had her pussy feeling like it was on fire. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate's smiled beamed across the room, &amp;quot;AWESOME&amp;quot; she said. &amp;quot;I can't wait.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary took a second to take the sight in again. Here was a student, no more than 20 years of age, sitting her office while obviously trying to tease with the professor. Mary had never had a student fantasy in her life, but this wasn't about Kate being a student. Her arousal stemmed from her yearning for a woman's touch again, and this particular one reminder her so much of Annie. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary needed to press further, she wanted to know more. &amp;quot;Kate, did you use me as a model for the professor in the story?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate blushed again, and Mary felt another ping of desire upon seeing her turn red. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'll take that as a yes,&amp;quot; Mary said. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate suddenly got up from her chair and said &amp;quot;Here, let me show you the exact paragraph when I was writing and decided to put a version of you into the story.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary was in a trance as Kate walked over to her side of the desk. Mary pushed her chair back a few inches away from her desk so as to give Kate some space when she stood next to her.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate kept her legs straight and bent over to grab the sheets of paper on her desk. She rested her elbows on the desk and began speaking and pointing to a paragraph on the second page. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary wasn't listening. She was practically devouring Kate with her eyes at this point. Half the girls ass was bulging out of her shorts, and by leaning her breasts were clearly visible again. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Professor Burns...&amp;quot; Kate exclaimed &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary turned her face to face Kate and could no longer control her desire. She leaned closer to her face and felt her lips touch Kate's. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The kiss was immediately returned in full passion. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary leaned back and gazed upon Kate leaning on her desk in the same position as before. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She leaned towards her ear and whispered &amp;quot;don't move. Stay just how you are&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The poor girl's knees almost gave after that was said. Mary pushed her chair back and got up from her seat. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She walked behind Kate and with a light slap grabbed her right ass cheek. Kate moaned at the first touch of skin on skin. Mary grabbed a handful of her ass and used her left hand to reach under Kate's shirt and do the same with her breast. By the time Mary pinches Kate's left nipple the girl was starting to moan. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Shhh&amp;quot; Mary whispered, &amp;quot;we can be too loud&amp;quot;. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary brought both of her hands to the girls waist and undid the button her shorts. She slid her shorts down sensually and painfully slowly. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;you're not wearing any underwear? What a bad girl...&amp;quot; Mary said in her sexiest voice. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I was afraid you could see the wet spot that was forming on my shorts&amp;quot; Kate returned.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Mmmm, let's see just how wet you really are&amp;quot; with that she used her right hand to trace the outline of her left leg all the way up to Kate's pussy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate was fully shaved, something unfamiliar to Mary. Mary then put her middle finger inside Kate who had to bite her lip not to scream in pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;
Mary started moving her finger in and out while Kate began to rock back and forth to the rhythm. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate was moaning and Mary could tell she was nearing climax. Mary put a second finger in and began to use her thumb to put pressure and circle her clit. As soon as she did that she felt Kate's body tense through an orgasm that must have lasted at least 20 seconds. Kate collapsed on the desk while trying to catch her breath. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary was so turned on she didn't care. she spread the girls legs using her arms and kneeling behind Kate. &amp;quot;I have to taste your sweet pussy now&amp;quot; Mary said surprising even herself. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She brought her face close to Kate and began user her tongue to lick up and down her wet slit. Kate began moaning again while Mary's tongue began to flicker on her clit. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;mmmmmmm&amp;quot; moaned Kate. &amp;quot;Stop&amp;quot; she said suddenly. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary became alarmed, &amp;quot;What is it?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I've been dreaming of tasting you for half a year.. It's my turn&amp;quot; she said with lustful eyes. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate walked over to Mary and since they were roughly the same height it felt natural to kiss. While they devoured each others faces, Kate lost her shirt and Mary's skirt fell to the ground. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With shaking hands Kate undid the buttons on Mary's shirt and tossed that to the ground. She couldn't wait until her bra was off and pushed her bra down and began sucking on Mary's hard nipples. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary was on fire, with her right hand she began touch her pussy over her panties. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate finally got her bra off and had one breast in hand while she lightly bit on the other's nipple. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate used her hands to guide Mary to the her desk and made her sit on top of it. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Playfully she lowered herself to Mary's feet and began to kiss all the way up her leg. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The anticipation was too much for Mary. &amp;quot;Please, hurrrryyy up&amp;quot; she moaned through her teeth. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate took her time. She kissed and licked Mary's inner thighs while Mary spread them as much as she could to give her access. With her teeth Kate grabbed the waistband of the panties and began to slid them off. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When she came back up she grabbed Mary by the ass and pusher her closer to the edge of the desk. Once she was in kneeling position she dived into Mary's pussy. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
First she used only her tongue. Teasing her wet slit and pushing her tongue as far as she could. Mary's breathing quickened, and she began moaning and not caring if anyone could hear. Mary then plunged two finger deep in Mary's pussy and used her tongue to circle her clit. With her right hand Kate reached over to grab Mary's tits while Mary used her right hand to touch her other breast and her left hand to guide Kate's head. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary was in heaven. After just a few minutes she felt the beginnings of her orgasm. It came from deep in and it took several minutes to finally climax. When Kate upped the tempo of her fingers and began sucking on her clit Mary finally exploded and, unlike Kate's orgasm, began shaking her whole body uncontrollably. Kate stayed with her tongue spread against Mary's pussy and licked as much moistness as she could. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After a few seconds both women stood up and laughed. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What's Next? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Professor Burns and Kate continue]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[A knock is heard on the door]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Blue Mountain University]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gonzoletti</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Professor_Burns_reaches_her_office</id>
		<title>Professor Burns reaches her office</title>
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				<updated>2014-02-07T22:26:40Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Mary opened the door to her office and felt the cool air rush in. The AC vent on her office made for a very cold room if the door stays shut. &amp;quot;That won't be a problem today&amp;quot; she thought to herself. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She set her purse on the side of her desk and took a seat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The next hour or so was spent typing away on her word processor. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Suddenly, she hears a knock on the door. The startling sound was followed by a voice, almost whispering, &amp;quot;Hellooo. Am I interrupting?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary looked up to see a familiar face and said &amp;quot;No, not at all. Please come in.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As the student walked in Mary shifted her body from facing the left corner of her desk to the front. The student sat down and said &amp;quot;you probably don't remember me. I was in your Monday-Wednesday 2pm English 101 last semester. My name is Kate&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary immediately recognized her then. &amp;quot;Yes! You were one of the brightest in that class. You sat by the front, right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate blushed slightly and nodded her head &amp;quot;That was me! I'm glad you noticed, I worked really hard on your class&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary definitely remembered her well now. Kate had a habit of wearing very provocative outfits, and by sitting in the front Mary was in a position to admire them fully. Today was not the exception, she thought. Kate was wearing a pair of white shorts that seemed awfully short considering how high up her thighs Mary could see. Mary knew from class that Kate has a great ass, &amp;quot;bigger than mine&amp;quot; she thought. Although Mary couldn't tell from the angle that Kate was sitting in, her bet was that at least a hint of her ass would be visible if she stood up and turned around. Kate also had on a low-cut shirt which looked like she had cut out of an older garment. Her flat stomach and tight hips were clearly visible. The shirt was also very lose, and the right strap kept falling on her chest. It was apparent that she was not wearing a bra underneath. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary returned her attention to the conversation, &amp;quot;I thank you for that. It really means a lot. So, Kate, how can I help you?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Well, as I said, I really, really enjoyed your class, but since you're only teaching English 101 this semester I was hoping you could recommend another professor as great as you,&amp;quot; Kate said with an emphasis in &amp;quot;great.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Umm, I think professor Burke has a great class on American Literature. Would that be something that would interest you?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Professor Burke, he's the tall 60'ish looking man at the end of the hall, right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yes, the one and only.&amp;quot; Mary answered. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh, it's just that I would rather take a class with a woman professor. &amp;quot; Kate said while staring at the ground and playing with her hands&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Well, there's always Professor Queens who teaches British Lit, but that's a hard course from what I hear&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;She's also older?&amp;quot; Kate said, almost embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yes, but she's a wealth of knowledge,&amp;quot; Mary answered &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh I don't doubt that. It's just that knowledge is not what I'm looking for.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary finally began to get a hint of Kate's real motives for visiting her office. In truth, Mary was flattered by the attention this girl was paying her. She had a decision to make, she could either inquire further and see if there was any way she could help Kate, or she could recluse herself and suggest that Kate talk to Mrs. White, the department's counselor. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What happens next?&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Professor Burns inquires what is it exactly that Kate is looking for]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Professor Burns continues to question Kate]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Professor Burns walks over to the department's counselor's office with Kate]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Blue Mountain University]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gonzoletti</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Professor_Burns_reaches_her_office</id>
		<title>Professor Burns reaches her office</title>
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				<updated>2014-02-07T22:25:43Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Mary opened the door to her office and felt the cool air rush in. The AC vent on her office made for a very cold room if the door stays shut. &amp;quot;That won't be a problem today&amp;quot; she thought to herself. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She set her purse on the side of her desk and took a seat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The next hour or so was spent typing away on her word processor. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Suddenly, she hears a knock on the door. The startling sound was followed by a voice, almost whispering, &amp;quot;Hellooo. Am I interrupting?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary looked up to see a familiar face and said &amp;quot;No, not at all. Please come in.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As the student walked in Mary shifted her body from facing the left corner of her desk to the front. The student sat down and said &amp;quot;you probably don't remember me. I was in your Monday-Wednesday 2pm English 101 last semester. My name is Kate&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary immediately recognized her then. &amp;quot;Yes! You were one of the brightest in that class. You sat by the front, right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate blushed slightly and nodded her head &amp;quot;That was me! I'm glad you noticed, I worked really hard on your class&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary definitely remembered her well now. Kate had a habit of wearing very provocative outfits, and by sitting in the front Mary was in a position to admire them fully. Today was not the exception, she thought. Kate was wearing a pair of white shorts that seemed awfully short considering how high up her thighs Mary could see. Mary knew from class that Kate has a great ass, &amp;quot;bigger than mine&amp;quot; she thought. Although Mary couldn't tell from the angle that Kate was sitting in, her bet was that at least a hint of her ass would be visible if she stood up and turned around. Kate also had on a low-cut shirt which looked like she had cut out of an older garment. Her flat stomach and tight hips were clearly visible. The shirt was also very lose, and the right strap kept falling on her chest. It was apparent that she was not wearing a bra underneath. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary returned her attention to the conversation, &amp;quot;I thank you for that. It really means a lot. So, Kate, how can I help you?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Well, as I said, I really, really enjoyed your class, but since you're only teaching English 101 this semester I was hoping you could recommend another professor as great as you,&amp;quot; Kate said with an emphasis in &amp;quot;great.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Umm, I think professor Burke has a great class on American Literature. Would that be something that would interest you?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Professor Burke, he's the tall 60'ish looking man at the end of the hall, right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yes, the one and only.&amp;quot; Mary answered. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh, it's just that I would rather take a class with a woman professor. &amp;quot; Kate said while staring at the ground and playing with her hands&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Well, there's always Professor Queens who teaches British Lit, but that's a hard course from what I hear&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;She's also older?&amp;quot; Kate said, almost embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yes, but she's a wealth of knowledge,&amp;quot; Mary answered &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh I don't doubt that. It's just that knowledge is not what I'm looking for.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary finally began to get a hint of Kate's real motives for visiting her office. In truth, Mary was flattered by the attention this girl was paying her. She had a decision to make, she could either inquire further and see if there was any way she could help Kate, or she could recluse herself and suggest that Kate talk to Mrs. White, the department's counselor. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What happens next?&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Professor Burns continues to question Kate]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Professor Burns walks over to the department's counselor's office with Kate]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Blue Mountain University]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gonzoletti</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Professor_Burns_reaches_her_office</id>
		<title>Professor Burns reaches her office</title>
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				<updated>2014-02-07T22:25:06Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Mary opened the door to her office and felt the cool air rush in. The AC vent on her office made for a very cold room if the door stays shut. &amp;quot;That won't be a problem today&amp;quot; she thought to herself. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She set her purse on the side of her desk and took a seat.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The next hour or so was spent typing away on her word processor. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Suddenly, she hears a knock on the door. The startling sound was followed by a voice, almost whispering, &amp;quot;Hellooo. Am I interrupting?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary looked up to see a familiar face and said &amp;quot;No, not at all. Please come in.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As the student walked in Mary shifted her body from facing the left corner of her desk to the front. The student sat down and said &amp;quot;you probably don't remember me. I was in your Monday-Wednesday 2pm English 101 last semester. My name is Kate&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary immediately recognized her then. &amp;quot;Yes! You were one of the brightest in that class. You sat by the front, right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate blushed slightly and nodded her head &amp;quot;That was me! I'm glad you noticed, I worked really hard on your class&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary definitely remembered her well now. Kate had a habit of wearing very provocative outfits, and by sitting in the front Mary was in a position to admire them fully. Today was not the exception, she thought. Kate was wearing a pair of white shorts that seemed awfully short considering how high up her thighs Mary could see. Mary knew from class that Kate has a great ass, &amp;quot;bigger than mine&amp;quot; she thought. Although Mary couldn't tell from the angle that Kate was sitting in, her bet was that at least a hint of her ass would be visible if she stood up and turned around. Kate also had on a low-cut shirt which looked like she had cut out of an older garment. Her flat stomach and tight hips were clearly visible. The shirt was also very lose, and the right strap kept falling on her chest. It was apparent that she was not wearing a bra underneath. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary returned her attention to the conversation, &amp;quot;I thank you for that. It really means a lot. So, Kate, how can I help you?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Well, as I said, I really, really enjoyed your class, but since you're only teaching English 101 this semester I was hoping you could recommend another professor as great as you,&amp;quot; Kate said with an emphasis in &amp;quot;great.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Umm, I think professor Burke has a great class on American Literature. Would that be something that would interest you?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Professor Burke, he's the tall 60'ish looking man at the end of the hall, right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yes, the one and only.&amp;quot; Mary answered. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh, it's just that I would rather take a class with a woman professor. &amp;quot; Kate said while staring at the ground and playing with her hands&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Well, there's always Professor Queens who teaches British Lit, but that's a hard course from what I hear&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;She's also older?&amp;quot; Kate said, almost embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yes, but she's a wealth of knowledge,&amp;quot; Mary answered &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh I don't doubt that. It's just that knowledge is not what I'm looking for.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary finally began to get a hint of Kate's real motives for visiting her office. In truth, Mary was flattered by the attention this girl was paying her. She had a decision to make, she could either inquire further and see if there was any way she could help Kate, or she could recluse herself and suggest that Kate talk to Mrs. White, the department's counselor. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What happens next?&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Professor Burns inquires what is it exactly that Kate is looking for]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Professor Burns walks over to the department's counselor's office with Kate]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Blue Mountain University]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gonzoletti</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Professor_burns_continues_to_question_Kate</id>
		<title>Professor burns continues to question Kate</title>
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				<updated>2014-02-06T22:04:46Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Mary weighed in the options and realized that continuing talking to the girl was the best course of action. It was obvious Kate had a crush on her, and as long as she stayed within professional boundaries there wouldn't be any problem with entertaining that. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Kate, you can be honest with me. Are you really here for me to help you find a class?&amp;quot; Mary asked while raising her eyebrow. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate was quiet for a few seconds. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;To be honest, no, I'm not here for that...&amp;quot; she paused as she lifted her gaze directly to stare straight into Mary's eyes &amp;quot;...Professor&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ok, can you talk to me about it?&amp;quot; Mary inquired. Her heart certainly skipped a beat when Kate looked into her eyes. Kate had beautiful green eyes and long brown hair that went down past her shoulders. Her face was very soft, with a small nose and full lips. She had high cheekbones which contrasted her very shapely shin and cheeks. Mary began fidgeting with her feet and she began to feel a hint of arousal. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary allowed silence to take over for a few more seconds. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Kate, are you not comfortable speaking to me about it?&amp;quot; Mary asked. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate shrugged and said &amp;quot;It's not that, I'm just not sure how you're going to react.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'm your Professor, Kate. This is a safe environment&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ok, would you mind if I close the door?&amp;quot; Kate asked. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary noticed her hand was shaking slightly. &amp;quot;Shit.&amp;quot; Mary realized that the situation was a lot more pressing that she thought. Kate was in her office with the intent to be a lot more forward than Mary's code of professional conduct allowed for. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The conversation had raised Mary's temperature and now she now felt hot in her outfit. &amp;quot;Sure, close it&amp;quot; she impulsively before she had a second to think it through. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate smiled and got up from her chair. She walked slowly and deliberately to the door. She swayed her hips and Mary's suspicious were confirmed. With each step the bottom end of each ass cheek was clearly visible below the thin fabric of her white shorts. Kate moaned internally. Thoughts of the hottest night of her life, when she first got to taste a woman, were rushing back into her head. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate walked back to the desk chair. &amp;quot;I want to show you something&amp;quot; said said as she bent over to reach the tiny purse she had brought with her and set on the floor in front of her. As she leaned she did not bother to cover herself. Mary was treated to a full view of Kate's chest. She had gorgeous breasts with pink nipples and medium sized areolas. Mary reminder herself how good the feeling of a full breast in her hand felt like. &amp;quot;Fuck, I'm starting to get wet&amp;quot; she realized. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When Kate leaned back into her seat she was holding a folder piece of paper. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Here,&amp;quot; Kate said as she handed over the piece of paper, &amp;quot;I want you to read it and I was hoping you could also give me some feedback.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary felt a huge sense of relief. &amp;quot;This is it? This is all that she wants?&amp;quot; She thought. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary took the piece of paper and opened it up. She realized it was actually several sheets, and Kate had handwritten every one on both sides. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Take your time&amp;quot; Kate said. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary began reading. It seemed to be a short story of sorts. The main character was an American student who was studying abroad. The first few pages were mostly background thus informing the reader of the main character's lifestyle and attitudes. During the 2nd term of this student's school year, she began fantasizing about a literature professor. After a few more paragraphs of Kate's writing, and her description of said literature professor, it became clear that Mary had been used as the muse for this story. By the end of the story the main character and the teacher culminated their desire in a night of hot passion. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary put the piece of paper down. Now it was her turn for her hands to shake. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Kate, this is very good writing. I will have to read it a few more times before I can give you feedback, but you've done most things correctly.&amp;quot; Mary said while basically stumbling through the sentence. She didn't mean what she said.. the writing wasn't great. The content though, and by extension Kate's fantasy, had her pussy feeling like it was on fire. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate's smiled beamed across the room, &amp;quot;AWESOME&amp;quot; she said. &amp;quot;I can't wait.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary took a second to take the sight in again. Here was a student, no more than 20 years of age, sitting her office while obviously trying to tease with the professor. Mary had never had a student fantasy in her life, but this wasn't about Kate being a student. Her arousal stemmed from her yearning for a woman's touch again, and this particular one reminder her so much of Annie. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary needed to press further, she wanted to know more. &amp;quot;Kate, did you use me as a model for the professor in the story?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate blushed again, and Mary felt another ping of desire upon seeing her turn red. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'll take that as a yes,&amp;quot; Mary said. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate suddenly got up from her chair and said &amp;quot;Here, let me show you the exact paragraph when I was writing and decided to put a version of you into the story.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary was in a trance as Kate walked over to her side of the desk. Mary pushed her chair back a few inches away from her desk so as to give Kate some space when she stood next to her.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate kept her legs straight and bent over to grab the sheets of paper on her desk. She rested her elbows on the desk and began speaking and pointing to a paragraph on the second page. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary wasn't listening. She was practically devouring Kate with her eyes at this point. Half the girls ass was bulging out of her shorts, and by leaning her breasts were clearly visible again. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Professor Burns...&amp;quot; Kate exclaimed &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary turned her face to face Kate and could no longer control her desire. She leaned closer to her face and felt her lips touch Kate's. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The kiss was immediately returned in full passion. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary leaned back and gazed upon Kate leaning on her desk in the same position as before. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She leaned towards her ear and whispered &amp;quot;don't move. Stay just how you are&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The poor girl's knees almost gave after that was said. Mary pushed her chair back and got up from her seat. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She walked behind Kate and with a light slap grabbed her right ass cheek. Kate moaned at the first touch of skin on skin. Mary grabbed a handful of her ass and used her left hand to reach under Kate's shirt and do the same with her breast. By the time Mary pinches Kate's left nipple the girl was starting to moan. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Shhh&amp;quot; Mary whispered, &amp;quot;we can be too loud&amp;quot;. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary brought both of her hands to the girls waist and undid the button her shorts. She slid her shorts down sensually and painfully slowly. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;you're not wearing any underwear? What a bad girl...&amp;quot; Mary said in her sexiest voice. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I was afraid you could see the wet spot that was forming on my shorts&amp;quot; Kate returned.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Mmmm, let's see just how wet you really are&amp;quot; with that she used her right hand to trace the outline of her left leg all the way up to Kate's pussy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate was fully shaved, something unfamiliar to Mary. Mary then put her middle finger inside Kate who had to bite her lip not to scream in pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;
Mary started moving her finger in and out while Kate began to rock back and forth to the rhythm. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate was moaning and Mary could tell she was nearing climax. Mary put a second finger in and began to use her thumb to put pressure and circle her clit. As soon as she did that she felt Kate's body tense through an orgasm that must have lasted at least 20 seconds. Kate collapsed on the desk while trying to catch her breath. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary was so turned on she didn't care. she spread the girls legs using her arms and kneeling behind Kate. &amp;quot;I have to taste your sweet pussy now&amp;quot; Mary said surprising even herself. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She brought her face close to Kate and began user her tongue to lick up and down her wet slit. Kate began moaning again while Mary's tongue began to flicker on her clit. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;mmmmmmm&amp;quot; moaned Kate. &amp;quot;Stop&amp;quot; she said suddenly. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary became alarmed, &amp;quot;What is it?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I've been dreaming of tasting you for half a year.. It's my turn&amp;quot; she said with lustful eyes. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate walked over to Mary and since they were roughly the same height it felt natural to kiss. While they devoured each others faces, Kate lost her shirt and Mary's skirt fell to the ground. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With shaking hands Kate undid the buttons on Mary's shirt and tossed that to the ground. She couldn't wait until her bra was off and pushed her bra down and began sucking on Mary's hard nipples. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary was on fire, with her right hand she began touch her pussy over her panties. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate finally got her bra off and had one breast in hand while she lightly bit on the other's nipple. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate used her hands to guide Mary to the her desk and made her sit on top of it. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Playfully she lowered herself to Mary's feet and began to kiss all the way up her leg. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The anticipation was too much for Mary. &amp;quot;Please, hurrrryyy up&amp;quot; she moaned through her teeth. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate took her time. She kissed and licked Mary's inner thighs while Mary spread them as much as she could to give her access. With her teeth Kate grabbed the waistband of the panties and began to slid them off. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When she came back up she grabbed Mary by the ass and pusher her closer to the edge of the desk. Once she was in kneeling position she dived into Mary's pussy. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
First she used only her tongue. Teasing her wet slit and pushing her tongue as far as she could. Mary's breathing quickened, and she began moaning and not caring if anyone could hear. Mary then plunged two finger deep in Mary's pussy and used her tongue to circle her clit. With her right hand Kate reached over to grab Mary's tits while Mary used her right hand to touch her other breast and her left hand to guide Kate's head. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary was in heaven. After just a few minutes she felt the beginnings of her orgasm. It came from deep in and it took several minutes to finally climax. When Kate upped the tempo of her fingers and began sucking on her clit Mary finally exploded and, unlike Kate's orgasm, began shaking her whole body uncontrollably. Kate stayed with her tongue spread against Mary's pussy and licked as much moistness as she could. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After a few seconds both women stood up and laughed. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What's Next? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Professor Burns and Kate continue]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[A knock is heard on the door]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Blue Mountain University]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gonzoletti</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Professor_burns_continues_to_question_Kate</id>
		<title>Professor burns continues to question Kate</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;Created page with ' Mary weighed in the options and realized that continuing talking to the girl was the best course of action. It was obvious Kate had a crush on her, and as long as she stayed wit…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Mary weighed in the options and realized that continuing talking to the girl was the best course of action. It was obvious Kate had a crush on her, and as long as she stayed within professional boundaries there wouldn't be any problem with entertaining that. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Kate, you can be honest with me. Are you really here for me to help you find a class?&amp;quot; Mary asked while raising her eyebrow. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate was quiet for a few seconds. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;To be honest, no, I'm not here for that...&amp;quot; she paused as she lifted her gaze directly to stare straight into Mary's eyes &amp;quot;...Professor&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ok, can you talk to me about it?&amp;quot; Mary inquired. Her heart certainly skipped a beat when Kate looked into her eyes. Kate had beautiful green eyes and long brown hair that went down past her shoulders. Her face was very soft, with a small nose and full lips. She had high cheekbones which contrasted her very shapely shin and cheeks. Mary began fidgeting with her feet and she began to feel a hint of arousal. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary allowed silence to take over for a few more seconds. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Kate, are you not comfortable speaking to me about it?&amp;quot; Mary asked. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate shrugged and said &amp;quot;It's not that, I just don't know how you're going to react&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'm your Professor, Kate. This is a safe environment&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ok, would you mind if I close the door?&amp;quot; Kate asked. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary noticed her hand was shaking slightly. &amp;quot;Shit&amp;quot; Mary realized that the situation was a lot more pressing that she thought. It seems that Kate was in her office with the intent to be a lot more forward than Mary's code of ethics allowed for. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The conversation has raised Mary's temperature and now felt hot in her outfit. &amp;quot;Sure, close it&amp;quot; she impulsively before she had a second to think it through. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate smiled and got up from her chair. She walked slowly and deliberately to the door. She swayed her hips and Mary's suspicious were confirmed. With each step the bottom end of each ass cheek was clearly visible below the think fabric of her white shorts. Kate moaned internally. The thoughts of the hottest night of her life, when she first got to taste a woman, rushing back into her head. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate walked back to the desk chair. &amp;quot;I want to show you something&amp;quot; said said as she bent over to reach the tiny purse she had brought with her and set on the floor in front of her. As she leaned she did not bother to cover herself. Mary was treated to a full view of Kate's chest. She had gorgeous breasts with pink nipples and medium sized areolas. Mary reminder herself how good the feeling of a full breast in her hand felt like. &amp;quot;Fuck,&amp;quot; I'm starting to get wet, she realized. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When Kate leaned back into her seat she was holding a folder piece of paper. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Here,&amp;quot; Kate said as she handed over the piece of paper, &amp;quot;I want you to read it and I was hoping you could also give me some feedback.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary felt a huge sense of relief. &amp;quot;This is it? This is all that she wants?&amp;quot; She thought. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary took the piece of paper and opened it up. She realized it was actually several sheets, and Kate had handwritten every one on both sides. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Take your time&amp;quot; Kate said. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary began reading. It seemed to be a short story of sorts. The main character was an American student who was studying abroad. The first few pages were mostly background thus informing the reader of the main character's lifestyle and attitudes. During the 2nd term of this student's school year, she began fantasizing about a literature professor. After a few more paragraphs of Kate's writing, and her description of said literature professor, it became clear that Mary had been used as the muse for this story. By the end of the story the main character and the teacher culminated their desire in a night of hot passion. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary put the piece of paper down. Now it was her turn for her hands to shake. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Kate, this is very good writing. I will have to read it a few more times before I can give you feedback, but you've done most things correctly with&amp;quot; Mary said while basically stumbling through the sentence. She didn't mean what she said.. the writing wasn't great. The content though, and by extension Kate's fantasy, had her pussy feeling like it was on fire. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate's smiled beamed across the room, &amp;quot;AWESOME&amp;quot; she said. &amp;quot;I can't wait.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary took a second to take the sight in again. Here was a student, no more than 20 years of age, sitting her office while obviously trying to tease with the professor. Mary had never had a student fantasy in her life, but this wasn't about Kate being a student. Her arousal stemmed from her yearning for a woman's touch again, and this particular one reminder her so much of Annie. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary needed to press further, she wanted to know more. &amp;quot;Kate, did you use me as a model for the professor in the story?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate blushed again, and Mary felt another ping of desire upon seeing her turn red. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'll take that as a yes,&amp;quot; Mary said. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate suddenly got up from her chair and said &amp;quot;Here, let me show you the exact paragraph when I was writing and decided to put a version of you into the story.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary was in a trance as Kate walked over to her side of the desk. Mary pushed her chair back a few inches away from her desk so as to give Kate some space when she stood next to her.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate kept her legs straight and bent over to grab the sheets of paper on her desk. She rested her elbows on the desk and began speaking and pointing to a paragraph on the second page. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary wasn't listening. She was practically devouring Kate with her eyes at this point. Half the girls ass was bulging out of her shorts, and by leaning her breasts were clearly visible again. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Professor Burns...&amp;quot; Kate exclaimed &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary turned her face to face Kate and could no longer control her desire. She leaned closer to her face and felt her lips touch Kate's. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The kiss was immediately returned in full passion. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary leaned back and gazed upon Kate leaning on her desk in the same position as before. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She leaned towards her ear and whispered &amp;quot;don't move. Stay just how you are&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The poor girl's knees almost gave after that was said. Mary pushed her chair back and got up from her seat. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She walked behind Kate and with a light slap grabbed her right ass cheek. Kate moaned at the first touch of skin on skin. Mary grabbed a handful of her ass and used her left hand to reach under Kate's shirt and do the same with her breast. By the time Mary pinches kate's left nipple the girl was starting to moan. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Shhh&amp;quot; Mary whispered, &amp;quot;we can be too loud&amp;quot;. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary brought both of her hands to the girls waist and undid the button her shorts. She slid her shorts down sensually and painfully slowly. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;you're not wearing any underwear? What a bad girl...&amp;quot; Mary said in her sexiest voice. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I was afraid you could tell the wet spot that was forming on my shorts&amp;quot; Kate returned.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Mmmm, let's see just how wet you really are&amp;quot; with that she used her right hand to trace the outline of her left leg all the way up to Kate's pussy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate was fully shaved, something unfamiliar to Mary. Mary then put her middle finger inside Kate who had to bite her lip not to scream in pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;
Mary started moving her finger in and out while Kate began to rock back and forth to the rhythm. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate was moaning and Mary could tell she was nearing climax. Mary put a second finger in and began to use her thumb to put pressure and circle her clit. As soon as she did that she felt Kate's body tense through an orgasm that must have lasted at least 20 seconds. Kate collapsed on the desk while trying to catch her breath. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary was so turned on she didn't care. she spread the girls legs using her arms and kneeling behind Kate. &amp;quot;I have to taste your sweet pussy now&amp;quot; Mary said surprising even herself. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She brought her face close to Kate and began user her tongue to lick up and down her wet slit. Kate began moaning again while Mary's tongue began to flicker on her clit. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;mmmmmmm&amp;quot; moaned Kate. &amp;quot;Stop&amp;quot; she said suddenly. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary became alarmed, &amp;quot;What is it?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I've been dreaming of tasting you for half a year.. It's my turn&amp;quot; she said with lustful eyes. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate walked over to Mary and since they were roughly the same height it felt natural to kiss. While they devoured each others faces, Kate lost her shirt and Mary's skirt fell to the ground. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With shaking hands Kate undid the buttons on Mary's shirt and tossed that to the ground. She couldn't wait until her bra was off and pushed her bra down and began sucking on Mary's hard nipples. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary was on fire, with her right hand she began touch her pussy over her panties. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate finally got her bra off and had one breast in hand while she lightly bit on the other's nipple. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate used her hands to guide Mary to the her desk and made her sit on top of it. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Playfully she lowered herself to Mary's feet and began to kiss all the way up her leg. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The anticipation was too much for Mary. &amp;quot;Please, hurrrryyy up&amp;quot; she moaned through her teeth. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate took her time. She kissed and licked Mary's inner thighs while Mary spread them as much as she could to give her access. With her teeth Kate grabbed the waistband of the panties and began to slid them off. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
When she came back up she grabbed Mary by the ass and pusher her closer to the edge of the desk. Once she was in kneeling position she dived into Mary's pussy. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
First she used only her tongue. Teasing her wet slit and pushing her tongue as far as she could. Mary's breathing quickened, and she began moaning and not caring if anyone could hear. Mary then plunged two finger deep in Mary's pussy and used her tongue to circle her clit. With her right hand Kate reached over to grab Mary's tits while Mary used her right hand to touch her other breast and her left hand to guide Kate's head. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary was in heaven. After just a few minutes she felt the beginnings of her orgasm. It came from deep in and it took several minutes to finally climax. When Kate upped the tempo of her fingers and began sucking on her clit Mary finally exploded and, unlike Kate's orgasm, began shaking her whole body uncontrollably. Kate stayed with her tongue spread against Mary's pussy and licked as much moistness as she could. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After a few seconds both women stood up and laughed. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What's Next? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Professor Burns and Kate continue]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[A knock is heard on the door]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Blue Mountain University]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gonzoletti</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Professor_Burns_reaches_her_office</id>
		<title>Professor Burns reaches her office</title>
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				<updated>2014-01-26T20:48:23Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Mary opened the door to her office and felt the cool air rush in. The AC vent on her office made for a very cold room if the door stays shut. &amp;quot;That won't be a problem today&amp;quot; she thought to herself. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She set her purse on the side of her desk and took a seat in the chair placed in front of the computer. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The next hour or so was spent typing away on her word processor. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Suddenly, she hears a knock on the door. The startling sound is followed by a voice, almost whispering, &amp;quot;Hellooo. Am I interrupting?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary looked up to see a familiar face and said &amp;quot;No, not at all. Please come in!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As the student walked in Mary shifted her body from facing the corner of her desk to the front. The student sat down and said &amp;quot;you probably don't remember me. I was in your Monday-Wednesday 2pm English 101 last semester. My name is Kate&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary immediately recognized her then. &amp;quot;Yes! You were one the brightest in that class. You sat by the front, right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate blushed slightly and nodded her head &amp;quot;That was me! I'm glad you noticed, I worked really hard on your class&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary definitely remembered her well now. Kate had a habit of wearing very provocative outfits, and by sitting in the front Mary was in a position to admire them fully. Today was not the exception, she thought. Kate was wearing a pair of white shorts that seemed awfully short considering how high up her thighs Mary could see. Mary knew from class that Kate has a great ass, &amp;quot;bigger than mine&amp;quot; she thought. Although Mary couldn't tell from the angle that Kate was sitting on her bet was that at least a hint of her ass checks would be visible if she stood up and turned around. Kate also had on a low-cut shirt which looked like she had manufactured herself out of another older garment. Her flat stomach and delightful hips were clearly visible. The shirt was also very lose, and the right strap kept falling on her chest. It was apparent that she was not wearing a bra underneath. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary returned her attention to the conversation, &amp;quot;I thank you for that. It really means a lot. So, Kate, how can I help you?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Well, as I said, I really, really enjoyed your class, but since you're only teaching English 101 this semester I was hoping you could recommend another professor is was as great as you,&amp;quot; Kate said with an emphasis in &amp;quot;great.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Umm, I think professor Burke has a great class on American Literature. Would that be something that would interest you?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Professor Burke, he's the tall 60'ish looking man at the end of the hall, right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yes, the one and only.&amp;quot; Mary answered. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh, it's just that I would rather take a class with a woman professor. &amp;quot; Kate said while staring at the ground and playing with her hands&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Well, there's always Professor Queens who teaches British Lit, but that's a hard course from what I hear&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;She's also older?&amp;quot; Kate said almost embarrassed&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yes, but she's a wealth of knowledge,&amp;quot; Mary answered &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh I don't doubt that. It's just that knowledge is not what I'm looking for&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary finally began to get a hint of Kate's real motives for visiting her office. In truth, Mary was flattered by the attention this girl was paying her. She had a decision to make, she could either inquire further and see if there was any way she could help Kate, or she could recluse herself and suggest that Kate talk to Mrs. White, the department's counselor. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What happens next?&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Professor Burns inquires what is it exactly that Kate is looking for]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Professor Burns walks over to the department's counselor's office with Kate]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Blue Mountain University]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gonzoletti</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Professor_Burns_reaches_her_office</id>
		<title>Professor Burns reaches her office</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;Created page with ' Mary opened the door to her office and felt the cool air rush in. The AC vent on her office made for a very cold room if the door stays shut. &amp;quot;That won't be a problem today&amp;quot; she…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Mary opened the door to her office and felt the cool air rush in. The AC vent on her office made for a very cold room if the door stays shut. &amp;quot;That won't be a problem today&amp;quot; she thought to herself. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She set her purse on the side of her desk and took a seat in the chair placed in front of the computer. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The next hour or so was spent typing away on her word processor. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Suddenly, she hears a knock on the door. The startling sound is followed by a voice, almost whispering, &amp;quot;Hellooo. Am I interrupting?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary looked up to see a familiar face and said &amp;quot;No, not at all. Please come in!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As the student walked in Mary shifted her body from facing the corner of her desk to the front. The student sat down and said &amp;quot;you probably don't remember me. I was in your Monday-Wednesday 2pm English 101 last semester. My name is Kate&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary immediately recognized her then. &amp;quot;Yes! You were one the brightest in that class. You sat by the front, right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Kate blushed slightly and nodded her head &amp;quot;That was me! I'm glad you noticed, I worked really hard on your class&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary definitely remembered her well now. Kate had a habit of wearing very provocative outfits, and by sitting in the front Mary was in a position to admire them fully. Today was not the exception, she thought. Kate was wearing a pair of white shorts that seemed awfully short considering how high up her thighs Mary could see. Mary knew from class that Kate has a great ass, &amp;quot;bigger than mine&amp;quot; she thought. Although Mary couldn't tell from the angle that Kate was sitting on her bet was that at least a hint of her ass checks would be visible if she stood up and turned around. Kate also had on a low-cut shirt which looked like she had manufactured herself out of another older garment. Her flat stomach and delightful hips were clearly visible. The shirt was also very lose, and the right strap kept falling on her chest. It was apparent that she was not wearing a bra underneath. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary returned her attention to the conversation, &amp;quot;I thank you for that. It really means a lot. So, Kate, how can I help you?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Well, as I said, I really, really enjoyed your class, but since you're only teaching English 101 this semester I was hoping you could recommend another professor is was as great as you,&amp;quot; Kate said with an emphasis in &amp;quot;great.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Umm, I think professor Burke has a great class on American Literature. Would that be something that would interest you?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Professor Burke, he's the tall 60'ish looking man at the end of the hall, right?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yes, the one and only.&amp;quot; Mary answered. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh, it's just that I would rather take a class with a woman professor. &amp;quot; Kate said while staring at the ground and playing with her hands&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Well, there's always Professor Queens who teaches British Lit, but that's a hard course from what I hear&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;She's also older?&amp;quot; Kate said almost embarrassed&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yes, but she's a wealth of knowledge,&amp;quot; Mary answered &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh I don't doubt that. It's just that knowledge is not what I'm looking for&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What happens next?&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Professor Burns inquires what is it exactly that Kate is looking for]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Professor Burns walks over to the department's counselor's office with Kate]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Blue Mountain University]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gonzoletti</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Follow_Professor_Mary_Burns</id>
		<title>Follow Professor Mary Burns</title>
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				<updated>2014-01-26T20:30:47Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;The sound of her alarm combined with the early morning daylight made Mary groan immediately as soon as she gained consciousness. A new semester was about to start, and the thought of being the instructor for the school's mandatory freshmen English class was not inviting. The day's goal was to finish the syllabus and assign all the readings. She wasn't thrilled at the prospect.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Fuck it,&amp;quot; she thought to herself. &amp;quot;There's a reason I spent 5 years on my Phd, and I guess this is the light at the end of the tunnel.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While getting ready for the day Mary's thoughts drifted to the past two semesters she had already spent at Blue Mountain University. As she turned on the hot water in the shower she allowed herself to think she was doing well so far. The student feedback at the end of both semesters had been positive, and some of the comment cards went as far as implying there were reasons other than her great teaching skills as to why she was so popular. At first she was shocked that students would write things like &amp;quot;You're so hot that I didn't miss a single class,&amp;quot; but upon looking back to her own experience as a student she realized that this most be a common thing for attractive professors in her age range. At this point Mary stepped out of the shower and began drying herself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary chose to wear matching black lace panties and bra. After putting those on she picked up two outfits from her closet and stood in front of the mirror. She stopped for a second to admire herself. It has been one month since her 29th birthday and Mary was at her prime. She admired her ample double D bust which filled her bra quite nicely. At 5'7 and 135 pounds she knew the effect her breasts had on men. Normally she wore conservative outfits to class, but today was the beginning of the semester and she wouldn't be interacting with students. From the two outfits laying on her bed she chose the short blue skirt and grey camisole. The blue skirt strained as she slid it up her shapely ass. &amp;quot;Fuck&amp;quot; she said out loud while pulling the skirt up to her waist, &amp;quot;I'll have to hit the gym soon&amp;quot; she thought&amp;quot;.The weather outside was not overtly hot, and the low cut/sleeveless camisole would be refreshing. She slid the camisole on over the alabaster skin of her breast and torso, and walked over to the bathroom to begin drying her fiery red hair. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She put her hair up in a bun and returned to the mirror. &amp;quot;Oh, this is the exact same outfit I wore on my birthday&amp;quot; she realized. Her thoughts drifted back to that very eventful evening. Her good friend from college, Annie, had come to visit and, even before going out for the evening, both ladies had a fair share of drink. The night progressed past midnight at a local bar that plays a variety of dance music when a group of guys approached them on the dance floor. After dismissing the group one of those guys returned with shorts for her and Annie. After the shot things get a little fuzzy, but what is seared into Mary's memory was the cab ride home with both the stranger and Annie, and the subsequent threesome that ensued at Mary's apartment. It was Mary's first experience with a woman, and she was glad that it was through a comfortable environment made possible my Annie. She wasn't looking to repeat that experience, but as soon as the memories rush back so does the blood to her pussy. Mary thought of staying a little longer at home and having a little fun with her mind and hands, but she was already late enough. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She took one final look at the mirror finished her outfit by fitting a pair of blue heels on her feet. &amp;quot;Ok, time to go&amp;quot; she thought.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What's Next? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Professor Burns arrives on campus]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Blue Mountain University]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gonzoletti</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Professor_Burns_arrives_on_campus</id>
		<title>Professor Burns arrives on campus</title>
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				<updated>2014-01-26T20:04:04Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;It's the perfect day outside today&amp;quot; Mary thought as she walked into the Williams building. As she took the elevator to the 5th floor she bumped into a group of colleagues. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Mary, it's so great to see you! How was your break?&amp;quot; asked Dean Richards as soon as she stepped in. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;It was swell! Thank you for asking&amp;quot; she replied. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ready for office hours today?&amp;quot; he asked.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What do you mean? I thought today was a planning day&amp;quot; Mary said with a frown on her face&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dean Richards smile, &amp;quot;Yes, that's still true, but today we also have an open-door policy so that students can inquire about course choices&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Great! Thanks for the heads up. I'm sure the stream of students into my office won't be too steady, &amp;quot; Mary said as the elevator doors opened and she stepped out into the hallway. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What happens next?&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Professor Burns reaches her office]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Blue Mountain University]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gonzoletti</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Professor_Burns_arrives_on_campus</id>
		<title>Professor Burns arrives on campus</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Professor_Burns_arrives_on_campus"/>
				<updated>2014-01-26T20:02:42Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;Created page with ' &amp;quot;It's the perfect day outside today&amp;quot; Mary thought as she walked into the Williams building. As she took the elevator to the 5th floor she bumped into a group of colleagues.   &amp;quot;M…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&amp;quot;It's the perfect day outside today&amp;quot; Mary thought as she walked into the Williams building. As she took the elevator to the 5th floor she bumped into a group of colleagues. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Mary, it's so great to see you! How was your break?&amp;quot; asked Dean Richards as soon as she stepped in. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;It was swell! Thank you for asking&amp;quot; she replied. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ready for office hours today?&amp;quot; he asked.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What do you mean? I thought today was a planning day&amp;quot; Mary said with a frown on her face&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Dean Richards smile, &amp;quot;Yes, that's still true, but today we also have an open-door policy so that students can inquire about course choices&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Great! I'm sure the stream of students into my office won't be too steady.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What happens next?&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Professor Burns reaches her office]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Blue Mountain University]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gonzoletti</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Follow_Professor_Mary_Burns</id>
		<title>Follow Professor Mary Burns</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Follow_Professor_Mary_Burns"/>
				<updated>2014-01-26T19:55:42Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;The sound of her alarm combined with the early morning daylight made Mary groan immediately as soon as she gained consciousness. A new semester was about to start, and the thought of being the instructor for the school's mandatory freshmen English class was not inviting. The day's goal was to finish the syllabus and assign all the readings. She wasn't thrilled at the prospect.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Fuck it,&amp;quot; she thought to herself. &amp;quot;There's a reason I spent 5 years on my Phd, and I guess this is the light at the end of the tunnel.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While getting ready for the day Mary's thoughts drifted to the past two semesters she had already spent at Blue Mountain University. As she turned on the hot water in the shower she allowed herself to think she was doing well so far. The student feedback at the end of both semesters had been positive, and some of the comment cards went as far as implying there were reasons other than her great teaching skills as to why she was so popular. At first she was shocked that students would write things like &amp;quot;You're so hot that I didn't miss a single class,&amp;quot; but upon looking back to her own experience as a student she realized that this most be a common thing for attractive professors in her age range. At this point Mary stepped out of the shower and began drying herself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary chose to wear matching black lace panties and bra. After putting those on she picked up two outfits from her closet and stood in front of the mirror. She stopped for a second to admire herself. It has been one month since her 29th birthday and Mary was at her prime. She admired her ample double D bust which filled her bra quite nicely. At 5'7 and 135 pounds she knew the effect her breasts had on men. Normally she wore conservative outfits to class, but today was the beginning of the semester and she wouldn't be interacting with students. From the two outfits laying on her bed she chose the short blue skirt and grey camisole. The weather outside was not overtly hot, and the low cut/sleeveless camisole would be refreshing. She slid the outfit on over her alabaster skin and moved over to the bathroom to begin drying her fiery red hair. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She finished her outfit by fitting a pair of blue heels on her feet. &amp;quot;Ok, time to go&amp;quot; she thought.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What's Next? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Professor Burns arrives on campus]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Blue Mountain University]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gonzoletti</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Follow_Professor_Mary_Burns</id>
		<title>Follow Professor Mary Burns</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Follow_Professor_Mary_Burns"/>
				<updated>2014-01-26T19:51:50Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;Created page with ' The sound of her alarm combined with the early morning daylight made Mary groan immediately as soon as she gained consciousness. A new semester was about to start, and the thoug…'&lt;/p&gt;
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The sound of her alarm combined with the early morning daylight made Mary groan immediately as soon as she gained consciousness. A new semester was about to start, and the thought of being the instructor for the school's mandatory freshmen English class was not inviting. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Fuck it,&amp;quot; she thought to herself. &amp;quot;There's a reason I spent 5 years on my Phd, and I guess this is the light at the end of the tunnel.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
While getting ready for the day Mary's thoughts drifted to the past two semesters she had already spent at Blue Mountain University. As she turned on the hot water in the shower she allowed herself to think she was doing well so far. The student feedback at the end of both semesters had been positive, and some of the comment cards went as far as implying there were reasons other than her great teaching skills as to why she was so popular. At first she was shocked that students would write things like &amp;quot;You're so hot that I didn't miss a single class,&amp;quot; but upon looking back to her own experience as a student she realized that this most be a common thing for attractive professors in her age range. At this point Mary stepped out of the shower and began drying herself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mary chose to wear matching black lace panties and bra. After putting those on she picked up two outfits from her closet and stood in front of the mirror. She stopped for a second to admire herself. It has been one month since her 29th birthday and Mary was at her prime. She admired her ample double D bust which filled her bra quite nicely. At 5'7 and 135 pounds she knew the effect her breasts had on men. Normally she wore conservative outfits to class, but today was the beginning of the semester and she wouldn't be interacting with students. From the two outfits laying on her bed she chose the short blue skirt and grey camisole. The weather outside was not overtly hot, and the low cut/sleeveless camisole would be refreshing. She slid the outfit on over her alabaster skin and moved over to the bathroom to begin drying her fiery red hair. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She finished her outfit by fitting a pair of blue heels on her feet. &amp;quot;Ok, time to go&amp;quot; she thought.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Gonzoletti</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Blue_Mountain_University</id>
		<title>Blue Mountain University</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Blue_Mountain_University"/>
				<updated>2014-01-26T19:32:03Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Gonzoletti:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Congratulations!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We are delighted to inform you that you have been admitted into Blue Mountain University. This year we&lt;br /&gt;
had a record number of applicants, leaving us with a record low admission rate of only 5 percent. We believe &lt;br /&gt;
you are one of the select few that has the qualities to succeed here, at our beloved institution. We would love &lt;br /&gt;
to have you as a member of our incoming freshman class, and you are most welcome to reach out to any &lt;br /&gt;
members of our university between now and the decision deadline, May 1st. Again, congratulations and we &lt;br /&gt;
hope to hear from you soon!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Best wishes,&lt;br /&gt;
Admissions Office, Blue Mountain University&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Follow Professor Ben Stronk]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Follow Kevin]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Follow Alice]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Follow Professor Mary Burns]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Blue Mountain University]]&lt;br /&gt;
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'''Author's Note: contact reddit.com/u/kansazbee or /u/collegekate if you are interested in writing!'''&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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