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Professor Miles walks onto the stage right before the bell rings, clapping twice as if everyone's attention wasn't already directed at the stage.

"Now class we're about over here, but have no fear, we will continue on Wednesday. We have a lot to cover so we'll start right on the dot, don't be late!" he glares at Eve and you see her shoulders slump a little. Lindsay stands up in relief but Miles puts a hand on her tit to stop her, loudly saying, "And dear, shave your vagina, I don't want to see a hair anywhere but your head." He walks off as if it's the most normal thing in the world.

Lindsay is mortified but nods, rushing to get her stuff and leave. You look around and nobody seems to think that was weird. What the hell?

You pack up your stuff but notice Eve is taking her time. Once packed you walk up behind her.

"Don't you have a class after this?" you ask as you circle around her. Your eyes shift to her chest and back to her eyes, something she would have commented on before but this time says nothing of the sort.

"I...Professor Miles said we need to discuss my tardiness after class real quick. It shouldn't be too long but don't wait for me. God I can't believe I was that late!" she shakes her head, disappointed in herself.

You have the desire to grope her and the feeling makes you remember what you had to discuss. "Hey...what's this about with all the women letting guys touch them. Even the professor was playing with that girl Lindsay's nipples in front of the class!" you say to Eve.

Your girlfriend gives you a quizzical look before replying, "Uh that's normal. It's always been that way. Men need to be able to get a little relief and satisfaction from women's bodies even if only a little. You feeling okay?"

You attempt to argue before a loud throat clearing interrupts the both of you. Professor Miles gestures to Eve and she blushes, giving you a kiss and pushing you towards the door.