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You decide to visit his classroom during advisory and speak to him about “extra credit.” You arrive at his doorway to find him reading a book about calculus.
“Mr. Hickory?”
“Ah, Amanda, I hoped you would stop in.” He says with a smile.
“I got an F on the last test, and I was wondering about-”
“Extra credit?”
You nod, and slowly walk over to him, starting to slowly reveal your breasts and strip.
“I was hoping I can get that F up to an A,” you say as you run your fingers up his shirt, slowly unbuttoning it.
His face lights up. The rumors were true!
“I see, Amanda,” he says, groping you so nicely that you start to moan. “I’m sure you can show me that you deserve it...”