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Going on four weeks in the semester, I am enrolled in a Multicultural Studies Course. I am a student with a 3.7 GPA, I work hard for my grades. I work over 60 hours a week with being a highly requested phone lady helping clientele with phone sex. I LOVE MY FUCKINGJOB!!! I also am crushing hard over my teaching assistant professor not knowing how I am going to approach him with, “Hi, I am majoring in English…your course is part of my degree…shall we get well acquainted in each others’ underpants???” Silly, I know, but this Hispanic Adonis is 6’3, muscular, nice shaved with a trim goatee, bald head, and speaks with such voice diction and suavity! almanbahis şikayet He is eloquent in his lectures and always calls my name…”Lyric” loving the way the two syllables are expressing; engaged with eyes interlocked with each other. Each time he speaks my name, my panties are moist, yet I cannot withstand it at times, for I tend to hold back from squirting in them. Monday, he was wearing a Joaquin Murrieta tee, with khaki pants and his black rimmed buddy holly glasses. For the past two days, I have been working a total of 34 hours and desperately needing some sleep. I was informed we were going to watch a film for the next hour almanbahis canlı casino and 20 minutes in class, when I was appalled I had not completed an assignment which was to be due. I had the entire weekend, and I utterly forget. I was really worried I was going to have my teacher look at me with disdain and disgust. That was the last thing I needed. Instead, he called out my name in class and intentionally embarrassed me by saying “I expected better things from you, Lyric.” Good grief, one bloody assignment, and I am heading down the hall for the march of the martyrs. Now my teacher hates me. After a good five minute “my heart almanbahis casino sunk to my knees moment,” the lights were pitch black in the 300 lecture seated hall, and the film was on. I always sit in the back of the class because it keeps me focused, not that many people rubbing up against me in seats or not always staring at my tattoos. During ten minutes of the beginning of the film, I smell a faint scent of Perry Ellis against my nasal passages. Such an aromatic smell. A cold hand reached on my thigh, and the words hissed in my right ear, “What are we going to do about your assignment, Lyric?” My goodness, my teacher was touching me, I did not know how to react. He exclaimed, faintly, “If you utter such a sound, you will get points deducted off your assignment, Lyric.” Slowly, slightly slowly, my pencil skirt was just above my thighs, mind you I was not wearing underwear, he uttered, “My type of girl.

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