I stood up slowly and faced the mama bear. "Trish, I can go do that for you so Michael can entertain out here." My smile was bright and I took the hal... step back that caused my body to brush against him. She seem mollified that I was leaving his vicinity and turned to go. I looked brightly into his eyes, gave him a smile and rested my hand on his belt buckle. "Just imagine as I walk away, Michael. I am not wearing any panties. I dressed this way just for you." I felt his hand run lightly over. Proud until I reached uni, and being a virgin at my age came to mean something was wrong with me. As a twenty-two-year-old virgin, I could hardly argue with his last statement about my lack of passion. He, the man throwing the barbs my way, was Professor Wentworth, my Creative Writing professor. I valued his opinion because he was known for his connections in the publishing world. If he admired your work, you had a definite foot in the door – the door usually closed to unproven wannabe writers. More

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