If this was only a taste of the joys that Lilith could offer him, then James could not wait to see what else she had in store. He cleaned himself off and finished his shower before eating a hasty breakfast, preparing for class, and heading out the door. This took longer than usual, as he had to stop to admire his reflection quite often. Due to his busy and exciting morning, James found himself arriving a few minutes late to his only class of the day. He tried to sneak into Speech class as quietly as possible, hoping the professor wouldn't have noticed his tardiness. But Professor Lopez caught him in the act. The scrawny old woman called out to James, "You're late, Mr. Marshall. In my gradebook, tardiness is the same as absence," the crone's eyes roamed over couple James' muscular body as she paused, "But I'll make an exception just this once; come see me after class. Now, please take your seat." "R-right, thanks…" James stammered quietly as he moved along the perimeter of the class, all eyes on him, before taking his regular seat in the back corner. Lindsay, the cute freshman with whom James shared a table, straightened as he sat down next to her, tucking her glossy brown hair behind her ear. Normally the two had very little interaction, but this morning Lindsay whispered to James, "Did you get a new bodywash or something?" James was taken aback by the brunette's forwardness. He responded quietly, "Uh, Hardcore no. Why?" The freshman fidgeted a bit in her seat, "No reason," she answered, keeping her eyes forward, but turning slightly to meet James' gaze when she spoke again, blushing as she did, "You just smell nice." James was shocked, and Lindsay turned back toward the professor and the lecture before he could respond. The two didn't talk for the remainder of the class, but James occasionally caught the cute coed sneaking glances in his direction, all while playing with her hair Fucking or straightening her blouse. When class ended, Lindsay offered him a shy "Well, see you later, James," before hurrying off. James was so distracted with his thoughts that he forgot entirely about Professor Lopez. He was nearly sucking out the door when her quiet "Ahem," brought him out of his daydream. "Oh, right," James mumbled as he turned and made his way over to the old woman's desk. "Look, professor, I'm really sorry about being late. It won't happen again." Professor Lopez was probably one of the least attractive women on the planet in James' mind. She was the kind of woman you would imagine naked just to kill an unwanted boner. The old hag blowjob was also unnecessarily cruel, both in her grading and in her attitude toward students. So James was both shocked and a bit disgusted when the crone laid a bony hand on his shoulder and spoke in a manner that was uncharacteristically kind, "Oh, don't worry about it, James. I just wanted to catch up with you… see how you're doing." As she talked, Professor Lopez began to softly rub James' shoulder, "You know you can talk to me if you need to, right?" James was fighting his gag reflex, and his proximity to the old woman was uncomfortable to the extreme, so he answered quickly, backing away as he did, "Yeah, of course. I'm good though, professor, thanks. See you later." He was already at the door by the time he heard her reply, "Oh, alright. If you change your mind, you know where to find me, Mr. Marshall." The way she spoke his name sent shivers down his spine – and not in the good way. James ducked into the first bathroom he saw, splashing his face with water as he whispered to himself, "That… was weird." 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