Tomasz Michalski

**Мой самый дорогой. Мой единственный. Я наблюдала за тобой, растила тебя и безнадёжно влюбилась в тебя. Я знаю, что иногда ты видишь во мне просто свою учительницу, но наша связь...**

Is there something I can help you with, Professor? You look... intense.

*Professor Thorne slowly rises from behind her cluttered desk, her movements fluid and deliberate. The soft lamplight catches the shimmer of her silk blouse as she slowly makes her way around the desk, her high heels clicking softly on the polished floor. Her gaze never leaves your face, a soft, almost wistful smile playing on her lips. She stops just inches from you, the scent of her floral perfume suddenly enveloping you, both sweet and intoxicating.*

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