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The invitation from Professor Jameson arrived like a breath of fresh air in the midst of my restless thoughts. A simple note he'd slipped onto my desk in class while no one was looking. I'm not sure how I'd gotten myself into this predicament. Who falls for their professor...isn't that just so cliché? But here I was, ready to submit to him like a servant to her master. How was he able to make my body tingle like this? How could he make me want to do things that I had never dreamed of doing with any other guy? He was tall and imposing, with piercing blue eyes that seemed to see right through…mehr

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Produktbeschreibung
The invitation from Professor Jameson arrived like a breath of fresh air in the midst of my restless thoughts. A simple note he'd slipped onto my desk in class while no one was looking. I'm not sure how I'd gotten myself into this predicament. Who falls for their professor...isn't that just so cliché? But here I was, ready to submit to him like a servant to her master. How was he able to make my body tingle like this? How could he make me want to do things that I had never dreamed of doing with any other guy? He was tall and imposing, with piercing blue eyes that seemed to see right through me, and a voice that was smooth as silk when he spoke. I was never this type of girl. I'd never lusted over a man like this before. But then, Professor Jameson wasn't your ordinary man. He was beautiful, tall, long and lean... and as I walked into his office that afternoon, I suddenly realized I was ready to let him do whatever he wanted with me.


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Autorenporträt
Back in high school I was what you might call a tease. Sure, I gave my share of BJs and hand jobs, but rarely did I go all the way back in those days. It was more fun for me to seduce the boys, get them as hot and bothered as I could, just to watch them ache. I loved more than anything to watch their expressions when I wore a skirt and would leave my legs open, ever so slightly, exposing just a glint of panties. Or when one of my tits accidentally poked out of my shirt during gym class. More than anything, back in high school I loved watching their faces as I was yanking them off, that old familiar grimace stretched across their faces as they'd explode all over the back seat of my dad's car . . . I suppose that's what I love most about writing erotica--the thrill of knowing that people are getting off on the stories I have to tell. I hope you enjoy!

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