Tori was struggling to pass her economics class. It was her first year in college, and she was already on academic probation for failing a different course. It is not that she wasn't smart, but life had been getting in the way. Her ex-boyfriend, whom was also the father of her one-year-old, was not happy about her going back to school, so he had been making up excuses not to take the child for her. As a result, she had missed a few classes and had fallen behind in her work. She decided to talk to her professor Ron about the situation.
She knocked on the door and Ron raised his voice and said, "Enter."
She stepped inside quietly and sat down in a chair in front of his desk. Ron was reading through a copy of "Das Kapital" by Karl Marx at his desk. His eyes remained glued to the page, as if fascinated by a particular line in a particular paragraph. It seemed reminiscent of a scientist studying some fragment of nature under a microscope. Suddenly, his eyes darted up and he saw Tori sitting across from him. "What can I do for you Ms. Walker?" he asked.
"Well," she replied, "My grade in your class has gotten pretty low."
"You are currently at a 'D' and trending towards an 'F'," he declared.
"I was hoping there was a way I could bring my grade up," she said, "I'm willing to do extra credit."
"You are willing to do things to help yourself," he commented with a cruel chuckle, "How very Capitalist of you. Adam Smith would be proud."
Tori hesitated. She felt unsure of what to say. "So?" she asked slowly.
"So what?" he retorted, "You hadn't asked an actual question. Only indicated that you are willing to do something I didn't offer or ask for."
"Okay," she said, "May I do some extra credit assignments to bring up my grade?"
Ron was silent for a moment and then let out a reluctant sigh. He didn't actually want to help her, but his reputation as a difficult professor was causing few people to sign up for his classes, and even fewer to pass. The college was considering letting him go. Helping out the students he deemed intellectually inferior might improve his popularity.
"Very well," he said. He pointed at his bookshelf with a collection of economic theory books. "Pick a book and you can write me a paper about it. That will bring up your grade," he said.
Tori jumped up with joy and eagerly said, "Thank you so much sir! You have no idea how much I appreciate you." She went to the bookshelf and began scanning through the titles. She arched her back to look down at the lower half of the shelf, allowing Ron to check out her peachy ass.
Ron tried to focus on his book, but he could not keep his eyes off of Tori's body for long. They traced the curvaceousness of her form. He enjoyed the sight of her tight jeans, hugging her round ass. His eyes traced their way up her back and studied her wavy black hair, bound up in a ponytail.
Ron was not an unattractive man by any means. He had short, dark black hair and a slight beard. He was tall, had a firm athletic body, and broad shoulders. His main weakness was his personality. He was arrogant and condescending, which led to most relationships not lasting longer than a few dates. As a result, it had been a while since he had been "intimate."
