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Class ended a while ago. Most of my peers left as soon as the clock struck 4pm, eager to enjoy the final days of Summer while it was still here. I wanted to enjoy my final days of summer as well, but unlike them, I didn’t want to spend it inside.
I watched Mr. Adams’ lips as they moved, explaining some difficult math concept I couldn’t quite be bothered to understand. Yes, maybe I was weird for wanting to spend my final days of summer inside a stuffy college classroom. But if it was with my super-hot math professor, then who could blame me?
“Janette? Are you even listening?” He asked, his voice like a caress. He’d always been sensual in nature, and I often found myself dreaming of what he’d be like in bed. I’m sure many girls had. His eyes meet mine, and something dark glimmered within them — a deep desire masked by a veil of professionalism and control. Today, however, in this classroom, I wanted to tear away that mask and see him bare.