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Chapter 1: Arriving at campus.

Having unpacked her single suitcase at the hotel she was staying at, Yvette Turner arrived, by taxi, at her daughter's university a little after 12 noon. It was parents' weekend, and while her husband was away on a business trip, Yvette, wanting to catch up on her daughter's studies, had made the journey alone.

The campus was ominous looking she noticed as they approached. Lost as to where daughter Krystal had said to meet her, her mom asked a student for directions.

"You're here for parents' weekend, I take it?" Victoria guessed.

"That and to catch up with my daughter," Yvette smiled.

"She's studying to be a multi-subject teacher under a -"

Before Yvette could get his name out, though, Victoria exclaimed: "Professor Miller!"

"He's one of my tutors as well and the hottest man on campus. There are a lot of female grad students on campus, not to mention some student moms that get some of his attention."

"Really. He sounds quite interesting, Victoria. Thanks for the heads up," Yvette, feeling moisture forming between her legs, thanked her for the directions and, more to the point, her encouraging words about her daughter's professor.

Yvette wore a tight red dress displaying her bare shoulders, adequate cleavage surrounding a gold necklace between her breasts, and three-inch heels. As she made her way towards the entrance her thighs, thanks to the hem of her dress ending six inches above her knees, were attractively displayed to passing male students. They smiled and she smiled back.

Not long after following Victoria's directions, Yvette smiled when she noticed her daughter, Krystal. She was talking to a handsome man in his 30s, no doubt a tutor. He was garishly dressed in a pastel yellow sear sucker suit, a blue shirt and red bow tie.

Could he be the profound Professor Miller. The one Victoria had mentioned a short while ago, Yvette wondered to herself as she quietly walked up to them and said, "Hello."

"Mom! You made it," Krystal enthused upon seeing her mom.

"This is your mom?" Professor Miller exclaimed.

"She looks so young. For a moment I swear I thought she was your sister."

"Why thank you..."

"Professor Miller," he introduced himself.

"It's my pleasure to meet you..."

‘It certainly could be,' Yvette thought to herself, grinning at him as he finished his sentence.

Just then, Krystal interrupted, "Mom, I'm sorry, but I really need to get to my next class. I'll text when I'm done so that we can plan when and where to meet."

"That would be lovely, Krystal. Just text me when you've finished. Enjoy your classes."

As Krystal hurried away to her next class, she glanced over her shoulder to see her mom and the professor still talking and smiling at one another...

Chapter 2: 1+1 = 2!

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