The Professor
Erotic
2001-02-22
Miss Cranston began slowly looking over Alan's paper one more time, and while she was reading asked softly, "Mr. Ross, what do you know about me?!?" "Ma'am," he replied questioningly!?! "What do you know about me," she repeated, "it's a simple enough question, answer it!!!" "Uh, well," he said slowly, "I guess I really don't know much of anything about you, should I!?!" "If you want an A in English Lit you should," she replied evenly, "did you really mean it when you said you'd do anything I ask to get that A!?!" All at once he sensed that there was a speck of hope, and he eagerly replied, "Sure I meant it, well, that is, it has to be legal, I won't rob a bank or anything like that!!!" She peered at him over the top of the paper and responded, "Of course I would never ask you to break the law, Mr. Ross, I had something else in mind entirely!!!" "Remember when I asked what you knew about me," she continued on!?! "Yes," he replied, "what of it!?!" Now speaking very softly and slowly, as if she were trying to select the perfect words, she replied, "Did you know that I shave my pussy and love having it sucked on?!?" If you've ever been in an accident, you know about the surreal feeling you get afterwards, you're all hyped up and excited, but a little afraid too, and that is exactly how Alan felt at this very moment, stunned and unsure of himself, but he managed to stammer, "Uh, no, I didn't know that, why would I!!!" "Because Mr. Ross," she replied while putting down his paper and lifting her dress, "in order for you to get your A, you are going to have to put in some effort, do I make myself clear!?!" Alan stared at the plump shaven vagina that seemed to be already damp and replied, "Perfectly, you've made it perfectly clear!!!"Mz. Cranston wasn't an unattractive woman, probably fifty years old or so, but Alan was a little puzzled by it all and asked, "Why me, and why this, you're a good looking woman, you don't have to do this to get a man!?!" "My reasons are my own, Mr. Ross," she said evenly, "now if you want to earn that A. . . . . . . . . . .
2001-02-22
Miss Cranston began slowly looking over Alan's paper one more time, and while she was reading asked softly, "Mr. Ross, what do you know about me?!?" "Ma'am," he replied questioningly!?! "What do you know about me," she repeated, "it's a simple enough question, answer it!!!" "Uh, well," he said slowly, "I guess I really don't know much of anything about you, should I!?!" "If you want an A in English Lit you should," she replied evenly, "did you really mean it when you said you'd do anything I ask to get that A!?!" All at once he sensed that there was a speck of hope, and he eagerly replied, "Sure I meant it, well, that is, it has to be legal, I won't rob a bank or anything like that!!!" She peered at him over the top of the paper and responded, "Of course I would never ask you to break the law, Mr. Ross, I had something else in mind entirely!!!" "Remember when I asked what you knew about me," she continued on!?! "Yes," he replied, "what of it!?!" Now speaking very softly and slowly, as if she were trying to select the perfect words, she replied, "Did you know that I shave my pussy and love having it sucked on?!?" If you've ever been in an accident, you know about the surreal feeling you get afterwards, you're all hyped up and excited, but a little afraid too, and that is exactly how Alan felt at this very moment, stunned and unsure of himself, but he managed to stammer, "Uh, no, I didn't know that, why would I!!!" "Because Mr. Ross," she replied while putting down his paper and lifting her dress, "in order for you to get your A, you are going to have to put in some effort, do I make myself clear!?!" Alan stared at the plump shaven vagina that seemed to be already damp and replied, "Perfectly, you've made it perfectly clear!!!"Mz. Cranston wasn't an unattractive woman, probably fifty years old or so, but Alan was a little puzzled by it all and asked, "Why me, and why this, you're a good looking woman, you don't have to do this to get a man!?!" "My reasons are my own, Mr. Ross," she said evenly, "now if you want to earn that A. . . . . . . . . . .









