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Philip Graves as your College Professor would be like :

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Synopsis: Graves as Professor, I'll  do the others ones next if y'all like this one. So let me know

Content: swearing, innuendo to sex and spanking.

A/N - I had my mental breakdown - I'm okay now. But if you couldn't tell I'm sensitive and mentally ill. Anyway hope you enjoy 😉 Also my last post got an insane amount of likes, and it wasn't even that good so thank you, Comments, reblogs and likes are more appreciated than you know.
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- [ ] You didn't know much about him at first, when he walked in you could tell this man had an alluring personality
- [ ] He walked over to the board and wrote his name: Professor Graves   then turned to address the class of 50 people. Everybody hated his class though, because it was almost impossible to get an "A" he didn't believe in that.
- [ ] But he's really strict and doesn't tolerate excuses. Many students fail, but you were determined not too.
- [ ] But it was vital if you wanted to graduate and you were on your last year, and desperately needed the credits.
- [ ] Let me tell you this man has style, he always does himself up. The nicest dress pants and and blazers. Everything always matches, and his hair is never out of place.
- [ ] He workouts all of the time, and he also is the assistant coach.
- [ ] When your in his class, your skirts get a bit shorter, just to grab his attention. The plan was working beautifully.
- [ ] Until one day he pulls you aside when everyone had left for the day.

    "Doll, your skirt is a way too short." He drawled out and you really took notice of his southern accent.

But of course you didn't care until you were bent over his knee. Let's say your skirts were always the perfect length.

- [ ] After that encounter you had wanted more.

Beth sat in her chair anxiously awaiting for the professor to walk in. She knew he had a reputation, the problem was it's a bad reputation.  Past students who have had his class claims he's a major asshole and nobody get anything above a "B" because nothing is perfect.  She looked over toward her friend Maggie and passed along the information. She looked concerned but a grin tore across her face.
"Sounds like he needs to get laid, and I know the perfect volunteer! " She whispered and the both of you shared a giggle. Not too long after the heavy doors open and in walks Professor Graves in all his glory. He walked over to the board and wrote his name and turned to address the class.

"As you may already know in my class, I don't give out A's." He stated and walked around to lean on his desk and grabbed his clipboard.
"But you could can still pass my class and gain your credits. If you pay attention to me and do as I ask."

Beth could hear a couple of grumbles and could only imagine people were rolling their eyes. 
This year was going to be impossible.

This is just a Drabble, if people like it. I'll make it into a fic. And sorry about the old names I used, I didn't know what else to use.
(Sorry if your name is Beth and Maggie.btw I love those names; that why I choose them.)