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The #2 pencil snapped under the weight of Cooper Smith’s heavy hand as he doodled another dirty picture in his notebook, startling him awake. Fatigue from last night’s videogames and the quiet classroom had him drifting off.
“Nice of you to join us again,” Ms. Halsey said from her desk at the front of the room. “Come see me please. Oh, and bring your notebook.”
Felicity Halsey was the newest professor to Valley Western Community College. A school with a small, intimate campus that felt more like a high school than a junior college.
Ms. Halsey was young and beautiful. Not like the other professors at Valley Western. Cooper couldn’t help but notice the tan legs of a runner crossed elegantly beneath her desk as he walked to the front nervously clutching his notebook.
Ms. Halsey didn’t say anything at first. She just extended her hand, expecting the notebook. Cooper swallowed hard. The drawing in his notebook was of her. Nude.
For a moment neither of them moved. Ms. Halsey’s hand remained outreached and Cooper remained gripping the notebook with a sweaty palm.
“Give it to me Cooper Smith or I’ll fail you.”
Reluctantly he handed it over.
Slowly she began sifting through the pages.
