Justin's science teacher, Ms. Heather, turned the doorknob and walked into the room right as Justin was finishing with his formulas. She was an attractive young woman with long black hair tied back in a ponytail, with horn-rimmed glasses that framed her face nicely, and often wore a labcoat. Ms. Heather was aware of his sports drinks and their intended purpose. She also secretly was hoping to be the first test subject of the experiment to gain bigger muscles herself.
"Hello Justin, just finishing up I see," she says to him.
"Oh, uh, yeah I am Ms. Heather," he replied.
"Have you found anyone to test your formulas on yet?"
"No actually, not yet."
"How about I try them then?"
"A- are you sure? If you want to then OK."
She walks over to where Justin has finished working and takes...
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