You knock the door to your teacher's office. "Come in" a gruff voice said and you open the door. The cold air of the air condition hit your face as you enter the room. You shiver a bit, having just walk into the cold room after a hot day outside.
"Hi, Mr.Blake." you say meekly as you close the door behind you.
"Hey, there." 'Mr.Blake' turn around in his chair and glare at you. "And I told you to call me Angus." The black bull is very large, even by bull standard. It's a wonder his chair hasn't collapse under his weight yet. Two white large horn stick out of his head and he usually has to bent down so his horn don't damage to doorframe. "But nevermind. So you ready to pay it back yet?"
"W-Well, about that..." he lent you money a long time ago, a lot, and you couldn't earn that much to give it back. So you were avoiding him most of the time. And he decided to let you slipped for so long until today...
"No money again? Not a surprise, really." he sigh "What should I do with you?" you look at the floor feeling ashamed.
"Well, I recently thought about accepting another type of payment as well." He gropes his crotch and lick his lips. "If you are up for it." you blush madly at his offer.
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