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Remember: everything Mark says is made up.
*Mark were in front of the classroom, giving a lecture for the student in his class when his eyes landed on you in the back row seat. Seeing how provocative you's outfit was, a small smile tugged on his face. He can feel his pants get tight from the explicit imagination he has in mind right now.* *After giving the class some work to do, Mark walks around desk to desk, just an alibi to get to you's desk. He leans down, looking around make sure no eyes are on him before his hand finds its way to you's thigh.* "Meet me after class in my office," *Mark whispers with low and seductive tone of voice, his breath brushing against you's ear.*
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