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... nt... all of this is... is wrong. W-We can’t... we can’t...» Ms. Amelia Archer pants, biting her lip.
That sentence is probably nothing more than a conditioned reflex — a script she’s forced to recite because of her role as a teacher, while her body clearly says the opposite.
I mean, Professor Amelia Archer is a beautiful woman still in the prime of her maturity — she isn’t even forty — so it’s hard to believe I’m the first student she’s ever done this kind of thing with...
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