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I wasn’t doing so great in my algebra class so my professor asked me to stay after. I was so nervous. I didn’t want him to call my parents. And I didn’t want him to recommend tutoring. My heart was racing as everyone began to leave. Once the room was empty he asked me to come up to talk to him. I tried to gather my belongings but when I get nervous, I get clumsy. So I ended up dropping everything! I frantically try to pick it up when I realize that I have a tiny thong and school girl skirt on. I’m so embarrassed. I know he got a full view. I feel my face turn 50 shades of red. I grab my stuff and head towards the front of the classroom. I can’t even look up and face him. But I know I have to so I finally force myself. He looks quite amused with the hugest grin plastered across his face. I look down and can’t help but notice his huge hard on. I try to look away. Continue reading “My Professor”