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I knew there was some chemistry with Professor Bertrand almost from the beginning. He was married, but his wife lived in Montreal and had a corporate job that had her traveling most of the time, so although they were legally married, they'd go 3, 4 sometimes 5 months without seeing each other, and then they'd only spend a short time together before going their separate ways again. So despite a ring, which he didn't wear, Marc pretty much lived the life of a bachelor.

I had taken this challenging History of World Art class and found it considerably harder than I expected it would be. I was doing well in all my other classes and this History of World Art class was dragging down my high GPA and I knew I had to fix that. So I began to seek out my Professor for extra help and guidance. After my experiences with Paulo, and then Tomas and ultimately Joanna too, I clearly felt alive sexually and began to enjoy my sexuality and assert my femininity. I was dressing more provocatively and being more carefree and bold around men. One day while meeting with Marc I noticed an array of risqué sculptures he was reviewing for another project he was involved with and began to study them. They were from a Dutch artist and as I examined them, Marc noticed my interest and began to ask me some questions as he moved closer to me. I playfully leaned forward a few times to give him a good look of my tits, as I knew he had ogled me in the past. I was wearing a cute royal blue cotton stretch dress that had a low v-neckline, so it really provided him with a great view. One of the sculptures had a man lying on his back, while a woman was slung ...

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