The Friday Night Male Nude Art Club
“Do you find me attractive?”The question sounded like more of an accusation, a reprimand, than anything.Professor Milford eyed me sternly over narrow, rectangular lenses. I wasn’t keen to meet her eye, but it was better than making things worse by staring at the stretches of red nylon visible from half-thigh to calves on her crossed legs.This was what I’d done habitually during lectures, and what I now imagined, given the question, had caused the professor to summon me to her office. There was,...
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