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"You can pick up the notes from one of the other students, Marianne," Professor Morrissey said brusquely. "It was the class on illegal searches and seizures." She hadn't come to his office after hours to be so easily dismissed. "I can't rely on other students. That's why I came to you." He looked up from his desk finally, his sloe-eyed stare piercing her with dark curiosity. She flashed him the smile she knew was her most devastating. "I'm particularly interested in strip searches," she continued, tossing her long blonde hair back over her shoulders to reveal her braless breasts under the clingy white top. Even before she touched a finger to a nipple, she knew it was hard. "Marianne, I don't think this is the appropriate —" She tilted her head, still smiling as she stroked the gentle slope of her full breast. "What's not appropriate? Searches? Seizures? Students who need help?" "You know what I'm talking about. You shouldn't be touching yourself in front of me that way." His gaze kept returning to her voluptuous chest. "Why? Does it make you hard?"

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