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My Professor

I was never good at memorizing. I did great on tests, but only because I had studied weeks, if not months, before the test was announced. I wanted to be a doctor, but because of my weak memory, I never thought I could really make it. "Lacey? You wanted to see me?" My anatomy professor, Dr. Adam Weiss, asked. Everybody else had left, and it was just the two of us. He was handsome and young - twenty nine years old. He had messy brown hair which he never really bothered to care for, although he didn't have to. It was messy, but in a sexy way. His cold gray eyes were the things that turned all the girls on. "I just wanted some extra help with anatomy. I just can't seem to memorize it, so I was wondering if you had any study tips. I also don't really get the in-depth diagram. Do you think we can go over it today?" I asked, nervously fiddling with my shirt. I hated asking for help. It made me feel stupid. "Yes, of course. I actually have another class after this and then I must get going to a seminar, but maybe tonight?" "Oh, if you're busy-" "No, I'm fine. When are you free?" "I have work until six-fifty." I replied. "Then seven o'clock?" He didn't look up at me; his eyes were fixated on the stack of papers on his desk. "Perfect. At the library-" "Just meet me at my place. It's 2049 Hudson River Drive." He said, finally meeting my eyes. My knees almost gave out when his gray eyes met my blue ones. "Thank you." I whispered, quickly gathering my things and heading out of the ...

... classroom. Anatomy was the last class of my school day, which meant that I had to go straight to work. I was a waitress at Michael's Home Cooking, a cozy little diner outside of my school. I was always comfortable about who I was and what I looked like, but I didn't brag. I liked to keep to myself. Here's an embarrassing confession: I had never had sex. I was a junior in college and I had never had sex. I've gotten plenty of invitations. Because of my platinum blonde hair, big blue eyes, and perfect hourglass body, boys were always flirting with me. "Lacey, Naomi said she'll take your shift tomorrow. And you're off. You can go home if you want." Lisa, my manager, said. I nodded, taking off my apron and walking out of the restaurant. It was around six, but since I had nowhere else to go, I began to walk to Hudson River Drive. By the time I had rung the doorbell at house 2049, it was six thirty. I waited awkwardly at the door, expecting Dr. Weiss to be still in his suit from before. However, he had opened the door with nothing but a white towel around his waist. He blushed in embarrassment. "I'm really sorry!" I covered my red face with my hands. "I got off work a little early so I thought I would swing by a little early." "No, it's fine, really." He replied, clearing his throat. "I should be the one to apologize." He was muscular. He didn't have a perfect six pack or body-builder muscles, but he was toned and I could see the definition in his arms and chest. His brown hair was ...