Taking her usual seat at the far end of the second row of desks, Laura could barely contain her excitement. She held what was probably the most powerful thing in the entire universe and had full license to use it! She watched the rest of her classmates file in, sitting down glumly, getting ready for a boring lecture. Laura could only feel sorry for them, they had no idea what was sitting on Laura's desk, mere feet from any of them.
Professor Hilton walked in and placed her book-bag on the desk at the front of the room. "Good morning everyone, I trust you're all bright eyed and ready for class today?" She said with a wry smile. The short woman was known for wearing tight, but buttoned-up clothing and today was no exception. Her pale yellow blouse hung tightly to her large bosom, revealing her trim waist. Her hips flared out slightly, her tight black skirt revealing the slight jiggle in her walk. Laura had always had a theory that Professor Hilton was either attempting to sleep with someone in the class or was trying far too hard to fit in with the young women she saw every day.
The rest of the class filed in as Professor Hilton began to write on the board. Laura noted the predominantly female makeup of the class. This was a literature course, even if it could be used as a pre-requisite for graduation. A good amount of men sat in the class as well, mostly towards the back of the room where they could hide a little better.
"I know last night's reading wasn't particularly riveting, but it's important for our discussion in class today," Professor Hilton stepped away from the board which now read:
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