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ProfNigma Stories #9: Learning Curves #4

Date: 4/14/2017, Categories: Celebrities, Lesbian Sex, Author: FrankSinner, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

have gone to these great lengths to kill him. Mercer was well beyond blaming himself for any part in what happened, since he truly believed he was innocent of everything except trying to maintain an image. But as he stared out at the overcast clouds that looked like rain at any time, he got the notion, probably based in the ch*ldish fact that he always wanted to be a detective, and being incredibly arrogant, Mercer knew he was the best person to figure out what went down. * * *August 28 03:11 pm UCLA- Elkins Hall Room 232 Sam Puckett could not have felt more ashamed of herself as she sat in her desk and watched her older man crush congratulate the students around her for how good their work was on the first writing assignment. Sam however was staring at a D-. In high school, the grade would have never bothered her, but here, and especially in front of Adams, she felt her stomach tighten tightly. The worst part was that she put her heart and soul into the paper, staying up, studying, and all that crap, but she had this to show for it. Sam looked across the room and saw Tori sitting there looking disappointed as well, but when the tanned teen showed her 'bad' grade, it was a B. The blonde teen didn't even raise her paper, and instead buried her head for the last couple minutes of class. She would have stayed like that forever if she had a choice, but when Adams' booming voice dismissed the class, there was an additive: "Miss Puckett, would you please stick around for a few ... moments?" Fuck, she thought, as she watched her classmates give her glares and snickers as they passed by to exit the classroom, which she met with sneers and middle fingers. Once the room was empty, Adams approached her desk, where she had remained planted. "Miss Puckett, I think we need to have a quick chat." "Look, Mr Adams, I'm sorry… I really put my best effort into this paper and I don't know what went wrong." Adams laughed, "I know, and that's what worries me." "Is this funny?" she said, locking eyes with him. "I will-" "Settle down…" he said calmly, approaching the front of the room. "I read your paper and the work was beyond subpar, and it makes me question why you weren't placed in a lower English class so you could hone your skills." "Look, if you're just gonna call me a retard then I'm just gonna go now." "Hold tight, Samantha… I'm getting to my… point," he said, realizing he was pointing towards her. "So, I began to wonder how in the world you could get into the school with such basic linguistic skills. It's like Hemingway but without any of the machismo or tact." "I don't know who that is…" "My point exactly, Miss Puckett. What are you doing here?" Sam looked puzzled. "What do you mean?" "Just that. Why are you here in my class? At this school? Why are you here on this planet?" "I needed an English class. My ex was going here at UCLA. And fuck if I know my purpose." "Terse, but acceptable," he said, taking steps back towards her, his golf club cycling between his ...