Bill went through the books he had gotten from the library as he waited for Miss Simmons to arrive.

It was rather late, so there wasn't anyone left at the

lecture hall, but this was the only time she could meet with him, and given his current grades,

it wasn't as if Bill could be picky. He had focused too much on partying ever since he moved

into college, and too little on his studies.

It was time to settle down and start to apply himself. That was where the lovely Miss Simmons came in.

She had offered him private classes, so he'd be able to finally catch up. And he had immediately said yes. Why she

wanted to spend her free time with a student was beyond him, but he wasn't going to question a good

thing. Plus, Miss Simmons was the wet dream of most students on campus, including women.

Her legs seemed to go on for miles. Her hair was wavy and impossibly long, and she chose to wear those tight dresses which enhanced her

perky breasts in all the right ways. Bill was 19, and though he could be popular with girls his age, he had never

been with anyone as sexy as Miss Simmons. He could get lost staring at the gorgeous 35-year-old

woman, class after class. She was the strict sort of teacher, the kind that could make sure everyone went

quiet with a hard stare. He liked that about her, too. Women who took charge, who knew what

they wanted and got others to do the same, were too enthralling to the young man. Okay, so let's get this started. He was caught by surprise by

Miss Simmons' stern voice. He was too lost in his own thoughts to hear the click-clacking of her

high heels approaching him. The stunning red-headed woman didn't even bother saying hello. As usual, she went straight to business.

A no-nonsense kind of woman, and though Bill tried so hard to focus on the task at hand, it became

harder and harder with each passing minute. She was sitting so close to him, and he could smell her sweet perfume.

He could brush his hand against her arm, almost imperceptibly. Without it being inappropriate,

he could see right down her cleavage, and those breasts were a work of art, especially from this close.

Bill, you aren't paying attention. She scolded him for the third time, and though he tried to

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