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Chapter 3 by maguppy puppy maguppy puppy

Where do you go first?

Head to the local college for your class.

You've been going to classes part time at the local community college and today is your psychology class. You grab a snack before you head out the door and quickly make your way to the campus. You have to smile at the warm weather today. It feels great to be outside and all the young college girls have as little clothes as they can get away with attending classes in.

Entering the sciences building, you enter the classroom with ten minutes to spare before class begins. As you head towards the seats, your professor greets you.

"Good morning, Mr. Doe," Professor Morgan says. "Good to see that you made it on time today for once." Your professor is a thirty something year old but she's just as hot as any of her students. She has long curly red hair and a beautiful face. Her body is trim with a generous bust and she has a british accent that sounds so elegant that you sometimes have trouble concentrating on what she's actually saying.

"Thanks for noticing," you say as you walk past her. She likes to joke with her students but she can also be quite stern with those who don't respect her classroom. You hope that this was one of her joking moments. She smiles at you and you see her wrinkle her nose as she catches a whiff of your new cologne.

You find an open seat and it must be your lucky day because it's right between two of the many college co-eds that you've had your eye on.

A mocha skinned beauty named Sierra is in the seat to your right and she's given you quite a few dream filled nights. She's a stripper at night to finance her education and it shows. She has a dancer's body and a huge set of tits. Today she has them in a yellow haltertop that barely holds them in check.

On your left side is a Polish exchange student named Ines. She has long blonde hair and a body to rival Sierra's but she is very quiet in class. You think that it might be because she is shy, partly because her english is not very smooth. You've always wondered if you might be able to bring her out of her shell. Today she is wearing a white t-shirt with an American flag on it that is stretched wide across her ample bosom.

As you sit down next to the girls, you give them both a smile and then pull out your books, wondering what the class has in store for you.

What happens in class?

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