Waverly
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Nov 11, 2010
- Location
- California, U.S.
". . . And the female response is usually marked by swelling of the pudendum and lubrication of the vagina. What is the male----"
The sound of an unidentifiable and annoying ringtone interrupted Dr. Waverly's lecture. He paused and stared daggers at the pert 19 year old in the front row of seats.
The petite beauty answered her phone for the third time that day, flipping her long black hair out of the way as she put the phone to her ear.
Dr. Waverly sighed, attempted to control his breathing and then angrily dismissed class for the day. Sibyelle gets up from her seat, flashing gorgeous caramel-colored thighs as she starts to walk from the room. Waverly steps in her way,
"Sibyelle, you are NOT dismissed." Waverly says as he takes her cellphone and without a word hangs up on the caller.
Each student looks at Sibyelle as they leave the classroom, some talking and laughing at her being disciplined.
Waverly closes the door as the last student exits. It is already late afternoon and the whole building is emptying. Waverly sits behind his desk and motions Sibyelle forward.
"Sibyelle, you are disruptive in class, you rarely do assignments and you do not participate in class. You have been rude to me and your fellow classmates. As of right now you are failing this class. I can salvage your grade but you will have to do all that I say and attend private afternoon sessions with me. And you WILL be punished for your insolence. "
As the professor speaks he notices the swell of Sib's breasts and remembers the pale caramel thighs that she flashed earlier. His erection pushes against his pants as he asks for Sibyelle's compliance and obedience.
"Do you wish to salvage your grades, little one?"
The sound of an unidentifiable and annoying ringtone interrupted Dr. Waverly's lecture. He paused and stared daggers at the pert 19 year old in the front row of seats.
The petite beauty answered her phone for the third time that day, flipping her long black hair out of the way as she put the phone to her ear.
Dr. Waverly sighed, attempted to control his breathing and then angrily dismissed class for the day. Sibyelle gets up from her seat, flashing gorgeous caramel-colored thighs as she starts to walk from the room. Waverly steps in her way,
"Sibyelle, you are NOT dismissed." Waverly says as he takes her cellphone and without a word hangs up on the caller.
Each student looks at Sibyelle as they leave the classroom, some talking and laughing at her being disciplined.
Waverly closes the door as the last student exits. It is already late afternoon and the whole building is emptying. Waverly sits behind his desk and motions Sibyelle forward.
"Sibyelle, you are disruptive in class, you rarely do assignments and you do not participate in class. You have been rude to me and your fellow classmates. As of right now you are failing this class. I can salvage your grade but you will have to do all that I say and attend private afternoon sessions with me. And you WILL be punished for your insolence. "
As the professor speaks he notices the swell of Sib's breasts and remembers the pale caramel thighs that she flashed earlier. His erection pushes against his pants as he asks for Sibyelle's compliance and obedience.
"Do you wish to salvage your grades, little one?"