Leave a message

From Create Your Own Story

You leave a standard message and ask her to call asap. As you hang up, a tall, flustered-looking brunette shows up at the door to your office, obviously out-of breath. Her rather large breasts are heaving under her pink v-neck T-shirt and she leans against the door frame for a moment, apparently catching her breath.

"Hello," you say.

"Professor Foster," she sighs, "I am sooo sorry that I'm so late. I would have called, but I dropped my phone in the sink this morning and it doesn't work anymore."

She's obviously Rachel, your graduate assistant. She's wearing dark jeans and leather sandals. Her long hair is loose and cascades over her shoulders and down her back. She's quite tall, probably close to 6 feet tall. You remember now that you had her in a freshman introductory class 5 or 6 years ago. She was a volleyball player.

Do you:

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