MY PROFESSOR'S LITTLE SECRET
“Really? Those 30+ messages on my phone says otherwise. And for a weirdo, you seem quite eager to send me nudes. Does that make you, I dunno, desperate?”
Everyone in the room gasped, including her and me.
“Damn!” I couldn’t help my snicker. She couldn’t even recover from her shock to lay a fast one on me.
For the rest of the class, she was mute as mute could be.
There was no recovering from that.
“Are you serious about the nudes?” I whispered close to Jack’s ear, scaring the crap out of him.
“Trust me, I am.”
“Well, where are they?” I asked eagerly, not sure what I would do with them if I saw them or got them.
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