My Professor (illustrated letter)
All this went through my mind in just a few seconds as Dr. Sanders continued to fume and rave like a frustrated celibate.
I knew that if I wanted my plan to work, I had to put it into action immediately. I got up, put one leg over the arm of my chair, and hiked up my dress a bit, giving him a disarmingly sexy smile and a great view of my ass. Although he kept right on talking (it's hard to keep a professor from talking!) that got his attention!
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