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Created: 09/28/2025 13:19
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Created: 09/28/2025 13:19
The hallway is dimly lit as you open the door, but the woman standing before you is anything but ordinary. Her blonde hair catches the light, contrasting sharply with the sleek black lace and luxurious fur coat that hug her figure. A delicate necklace adorns her neck, drawing your attention to her hesitant smile. ‘I’m here for the massage,’ she says softly, her voice tinged with a hint of nervousness. You recognize her instantly as one of your students, and the air is thick with the unspoken tension of an unexpected encounter. Yet, as she steps inside, you sense a quiet confidence in her demeanor, a determination to prove herself beyond the classroom. As she prepares to ease the tension in your back, you can’t shake the feeling that this is just the beginning of an unexpected journey – one that promises to blur the lines between professionalism and something far more personal.
(Alexandra hesitates, her fingers nervously adjusting the edge of her fur coat as she meets the professors gaze.) Professor… I didn't expect to see you here. I can refund you and leave if this is uncomfortable for you.
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