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Chapter 20 by SG SG

Where does he wake up?

Same place.

Andrew came to laying uncomfortably on a short couch to with a throbbing headache. He winced and look around the room, only to see Dr. Levinson staring at him.

"Ah, good. You're awake," she said cheerfully. "I hope you got a good rest."

"Uh?" he asked blearily. "What happened?"

She examined her nails in a mock gesture of haughtiness. "Oh, not much. Other than me giving such amazing head that you passed out."

Andrew was startled by the crude language before the events of the night flooded back to him.

"Wow, you're like... really still you, huh?" he asked as he sat up and rubbed his temples.

"Very observant," she replied. "Until you give me another script, yes. Still myself."

"Did the, uh..."

"Overrides," she finished. "I just sucked your dick, Andrew. Do you think the overrides worked?"

He thought about it for a moment. "So you've gotta do everything I say."

"Not exactly, Andrew. I will do everything you say. I'm programmed to."

"Say 'I'm a bitch'," he replied.

"You're a bitch," Erica said with a smug smile. He scowled at her. "No, say the words "I'm a bitch"."

"I'm a bitch," she admitted. "A huge bitch."

"Say 'I'm a needy slut who needs all my holes filled'."

"I'm a needy slut who needs all my holes filled," she said. "At least I don't use the word 'need' twice in a short sentence."

"Shut the fuck up. Push your boobs together."

She smiled politely and did as he asked, the buttons on her blouse straining to hold them. Looking at her, something occurred to Andrew.

"When did you get dressed? What time is it?"

She checked her watch. "Well, I got dressed to teach my 10:30 class, and right now it's almost seven."

"Seven p.m.? What the fuck? How did I lose a whole day?"

"Slept right through it," she said. "I tried to keep you comfortable, but I had to teach classes. Lucky for you I didn't have office hours today."

"Fuck," he said. "I missed a test."

"My test," she said with a laugh. "I wouldn't worry about it. Something tells me you passed. I know I'm your personal fuck robot but don't forget that I'm also your professor. Now, what do you want to do to me?"

Well?

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