There was a gentle knock on the door, followed by Belinda Crawford's gorgeous head of blonde hair.
"Hey Prof, okay if I talk to you for a minute?"
I pushed away the half-marked term paper and waved her in. "Of course, Belinda. Come in. Have a seat."
She sat down in the worn leather seat opposite my desk, folded her shapely bare legs, and adjusted her mini skirt self-consciously. Then she looked up and said, "Prof, thing is... I'm really struggling in your class."
"Well," I replied, "then it's good you're here then. What can I do to help?"
She hesitated, toying with the frill of her white blouse. "I just don't quite understand the material, but honestly, I would do anything to pass. Just anything." She looked up at me coyly.
"Anything?" I asked.
She leaned forward, revealing a deep, pushed-up cleavage, and answered softly, "Anything."
I licked my dry lips and, leaning closer, whispered, "Would you, study?"
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