My professor

My professor

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I can't help that my professor looks that good. As a bigger girl I never had the confidence to go after guys before but I'm finally going after one. He just happens to be the campus' new economics teacher.
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There's a man-I know what you're thinking- there always is, the only issue is that...he's WAY too hot. It's as if God made him using the fires of hell (cause his eyes scream sin) and gave him the perfect thing he needed to come off as a gentleman- an accent and then, decided to mess with me by making him my teacher. My fucking teacher. Forcing me to watch and watch only as he walks into the class, takes off his blazer in a motion that makes my mouth water, and teaches biology. Teaching us how babies are made, and vehemently refusing to give me a private class on the same. But I know he isn't as proper of a gentleman as he seems- proper ones don't get attracted to eighteen-year-old girls and God forbid- stalk them. And I don't miss the way his eyes darken when he sees me, the way he tries his best to keep me around, and especially the glare he gives all the boys that approach me. He says he cares because I am his star student but I know better. I know the truth. I am more than a student to him. I am his noctiluca.

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