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Stairway to Heaventhis story is part of the FanClub (fm:one-on-one, 2075 words) [9/12] show all parts

Author: Chiquita Picture in profile
Added: Oct 29 2008Views / Reads: 814 / 651 [80%]Part vote: 9.20 (5 votes)
After a long day of talking with parents and students, Ian plans to get dirty. =D
 


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Izzy stood in front of her class. Their minds worked hard to remember the answers to the Midterm. She leaned back against her desk and thought about Lacy. She had gone back to New York, to her magazine. She smiled as she thought about what they had done. Both the times when Ian had been there, and when he hadn't.

A student in the front row raised his hand and Izzy pushed off the desk and walked toward the student. Her heels clicked with each step, her skirt swishing. Izzy had taken extra care with her appearance today. Prospective students were here today with their parents, and some of those parents were among the most powerful in the country. Her hair was pulled back into a sleek French twist, her make up neutral and perfect. She wore a cream colored silk blouse that tucked into her pencil skirt. Her heels were so purple that they looked black. Tyler, the student watched Izzy as she approached him. He was one of many male students who fantasized about Professor Isobel at night.

She stopped in front of him and leaned toward him. If he could crane his neck just so without being noticed, he could see down her blouse. She had some mouthwatering tits, he thought. He looked up into her eyes, half hidden by glasses. He wondered what she looked like without glasses and coming. He would bet on all that was holy that Professor Ian knew. Lucky bastard.

"Yes, Tyler." God, she had the sweetest voice. ...

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