The Professor

Since you will see Terra later, you decide to head to your professor's office. It's a short walk there and you pass very few people in the hall of her building. As you head there you lose yourself in the consideration of what you'll say, but you wake from your thoughts as you realize that you've made it just as her hours start. Her office appears to be in a secluded corner of the building, and though there are other offices around none are directly attached to hers. You look around and see that no one else has come yet as the professor opens her door.

Upon seeing you, her face briefly falls before her pleasant demeanor abruptly returns. She ushers you in, saying, "Hi, thanks for stopping by! Come on in. Did you have any questions about the lecture today, or what were you hoping to talk about?"

You look at her for a moment, losing track of your thoughts for a moment as you see the faint smile on her lips, her inquisitive green eyes, and freckles, then glance around the room. Her office is fairly spacious, and contains a bookshelf and a leather couch pushed against the walls. Her desk and plush office chair dominate the room, and the swivel chair you are sitting in feels strange in comparison.

You look back at her and realize you haven't answered the question even as she starts to look a little more annoyed and perturbed. "Um, I did have a few questions," you say. "But they are strange given their connection to the story, so I'm feeling a little uncomfortable talking about them with the possibility of others coming in. I'm sorry to ask this, but would you rather close and lock your door or head to a more private location?"

As you spoke, you could see the professor start to get a little frustrated, but as soon as you finish your question her expression changes and she stiffly says," I would close the door. " You think about what to do next as she walks there, and feel your dick slightly harden just thinking about it while glancing at her ass under her skirt.

As she starts to lock the door, the professor says, "This is highly unprofessional and I'm unsure why I'm doing it, but I suppose I will respect your feelings and discuss the book with you in private." Her brow is furrowed slightly as she sits back down in her desk, but she says, "So, what did you want to talk about exactly?"

You were thinking about how it seemed as though the more out of character an action was the more people noticed your influence, but you snap out of it and decide what to say.