Oh, anametag, Dr Reid. Dr Reid granted him entry and motioned for him to sitdown. His office was huge. It seemed unfair they give this guy some TajMah...l when the engineering professors were stuffed into cubicle sizedprisons.Dr Reid started, "So Mr Fazen, what exactly brings you to my class?"Jeff was thrown off by the question since he was expecting accusations."Well, I want to know about women and their history and their rights andstuff. To... respect them more."Dr Reid nodded wisely. "Jeff, we. Not really. I mean -" What exactly do you mean?" She stroked the length of his cock with a loose fist, her hand just skimming over the flesh of his prickshaft. "Do you or don't you?" No, not regularly." Jeff's eyes flashed back and forth between her eyes and her pussy. She was rubbing her thighs lightly together and undulating her hips, thrusting them forward slightly in a very sexy and stimulating way. Jeff thought he could see the moistness on her pussyhair and smell the aroma of fresh. I stuck up a conversation with her one day in the hospital cafeteria. Hospital food is bad enough to be considered as big a health hazard as any disease and it made for a good topic.Candy, as she soon asked me to call her, was caught in the middle of several undesirable options. She still owned thirty thousand dollars on a student loan. She wanted to be in private practice but couldn't afford the set up costs. Her easiest option would be to accept a residency at the hospital but that paid. That meant she had to take the bus. When she got to the bus stop, everyone cleared the bench for her. Then, when the bus arrived, she was the first one let on. Then, someone paid her fare and she was given the first seat. The bus driver actually changed his route so she would be the first to get off. Everyone, male or female, was being nice to her. A little too nice.Her day grew stranger. Her students acted different. They didn't act like normal hyperactive teenagers who took five minutes to.