While they were talking, Emily had been left to stand nervously to one side, but realising that the two women were going to be talking for some while,...she saw a comfortable chair and sat down.She was just starting to enjoy sitting in the chair when she noticed that the women had stopped talking and were looking straight at her, her mother absently, but Miss Ashton with sharp eyes that pierced her and made her feel cold."Did I say you could sit down?" Miss Ashton shouted.Emily gulped and forced. You pull your blouse open a little more to show off the cleavage of your 38D breasts. You run your fingers down the middle of your breasts and your fingers give your skin goosebumps. There goes another button and now your breasts and bra are very visible to the guy next to you, he, by the way, is basically staring at your chest now. You then uncross your legs and spread your thighs just a little bit. You run your fingers up and down your thighs and start to hike it up more and more. The other. I went to the sink and splashed water on my face, then took a cup and filled it up. I took it to Bunny and she quietly took it, not looking at me, and drank it. “I'm- I'm sorry.” I stuttered as I tried to apologize to her. She kept looking at the floor and said in a small and weak voice “Can I go home now?” “Huh, yeah. I guess so.” I wasn't really thinking about the consequences in that moment. I just wanted to get rid of the shame of violating this innocent girl. She stood up and went to get. ”“No junior or senior humor?” She flipped through the pages and stopped. “What the...” She showed the page to him. “Female Prof Rankings.”“It’s an annual feature -- Rack ‘Em, Stack ‘Em.”“I’m sure we’re not being ranked on our academics...”“You’d be wrong. The rankings are by the student body using an on-line survey. Academics are part of the survey.”“Martin! This is outrageous! These descriptions ... all of them are critiques of our physical appearances!”“That’s the Lampoon staff’s.