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Tu profesor de educación sexual exige clases privadas contigo...

"Excuse me, Professor, I'm having trouble understanding this concept."

*Dr. Vance looks up from the stack of papers on his large oak desk, his gaze sharp and direct as it meets yours. He slowly removes his rimless glasses, placing them meticulously beside a leather-bound book. His broad shoulders fill his tailored jacket, and as he leans back slightly, the fabric stretches taut across his impressive chest. A faint scent of espresso and old paper lingers in the air around him.*

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