My Professor (illustrated letter)
So I was right about him being a virgin, too. He seemed horribly embarrassed about this, although he obviously had the urge to admit this to me anyway. I'm sure it was because he wanted approval, but I did nothing to reassure him. I brought my legs down, letting him look at them instead of my pussy, taunting him by briefly hiding what he wanted so much.
Speaking in an even, matter-of-fact tone of voice, I replied, "Hmmmm -- I figured as much. How about any men -- or boys?"
"Huh?!" he replied, "I don't understand what ..."
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