Follow Professor Michael Atticus
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| - | Professor Atticus is | + | Professor Atticus is just starting his illustrious teaching career at Blue Mountain as a tenure-track faculty member. He and his wife and their young son, Toby, just moved to the state after he spent several years as an Associate Professor at a small Midwest college. He is what some would consider ruggedly handsome at 35, with a towering stature at 6 feet 2 inches tall, rough-shod brown hair, and piercing green eyes that reveal more mischief than they do mystery. |
| - | + | Kachunk!! | |
| - | " | + | "Damn it" he says out loud to himself. Every morning he came on this campus he managed to run over, bump into, or scrape something with his vehicle. "I need to get my head straight for today, don't want to make an absolute fool of myself." |
| - | + | Despite being relatively athletic and spending a lot of time in the gym, Michael has a penchant for being a bit clumsy when he's hurried and today is no exception. Clamoring out of his vehicle, he gathers up his belongings quickly and hurries into the main building where he'll be teaching today. All about him, students scurry back and forth oblivious to his presence. Unfortunately, Michael also has an extremely dirty mind, so he has no problem picking out the most attractive girls moving about the halls. One such student crosses his path fairly quickly and he has to stop and gape, as taboo as it may have been. She scurries past him, her dark blond hair flowing behind her. The beautiful girl has big brown eyes, open wide in wonder as she looks at all the signs. It wouldn't be hard for someone could get lost in those eyes, Michael thinks to himself. But most importantly is the girl's mini-skirt, leaving just enough to the imagination... but enough to remind Michael just how much he loves college girls' asses. | |
| - | " Yes, I believe you would." | + | "Mr. Atticus, if you are done breaking every ethics code in the building, I'd love to show you to your classroom." |
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| + | Dumbfounded and completely shocked, Michael turns to face the Dean of his Department, Dr. Airicson. " I...uhhm...oh hello, Ma'am. I'd be happy to get..uh...started..." He stutters out. | ||
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| + | "Yes, I believe you would." She says with a stern face, quickly turning down the hall. "Follow along behind me, and try not to get lost." | ||
"Did she just wink at me?" Michael shook his head... | "Did she just wink at me?" Michael shook his head... | ||
| - | What should | + | What should he do? |
| - | *[[Find that unbelievably sexy | + | *[[Find that unbelievably sexy coed]] |
| + | *[[Follow Dr. Airicson]] | ||
| - | + | [[Category: Blue Mountain University]] | |
Current revision as of 01:27, 21 January 2020
Professor Atticus is just starting his illustrious teaching career at Blue Mountain as a tenure-track faculty member. He and his wife and their young son, Toby, just moved to the state after he spent several years as an Associate Professor at a small Midwest college. He is what some would consider ruggedly handsome at 35, with a towering stature at 6 feet 2 inches tall, rough-shod brown hair, and piercing green eyes that reveal more mischief than they do mystery.
Kachunk!!
"Damn it" he says out loud to himself. Every morning he came on this campus he managed to run over, bump into, or scrape something with his vehicle. "I need to get my head straight for today, don't want to make an absolute fool of myself."
Despite being relatively athletic and spending a lot of time in the gym, Michael has a penchant for being a bit clumsy when he's hurried and today is no exception. Clamoring out of his vehicle, he gathers up his belongings quickly and hurries into the main building where he'll be teaching today. All about him, students scurry back and forth oblivious to his presence. Unfortunately, Michael also has an extremely dirty mind, so he has no problem picking out the most attractive girls moving about the halls. One such student crosses his path fairly quickly and he has to stop and gape, as taboo as it may have been. She scurries past him, her dark blond hair flowing behind her. The beautiful girl has big brown eyes, open wide in wonder as she looks at all the signs. It wouldn't be hard for someone could get lost in those eyes, Michael thinks to himself. But most importantly is the girl's mini-skirt, leaving just enough to the imagination... but enough to remind Michael just how much he loves college girls' asses.
"Mr. Atticus, if you are done breaking every ethics code in the building, I'd love to show you to your classroom."
Dumbfounded and completely shocked, Michael turns to face the Dean of his Department, Dr. Airicson. " I...uhhm...oh hello, Ma'am. I'd be happy to get..uh...started..." He stutters out.
"Yes, I believe you would." She says with a stern face, quickly turning down the hall. "Follow along behind me, and try not to get lost."
"Did she just wink at me?" Michael shook his head...
What should he do?
