A student comes to a young professor's office. She glances down the hall, closes his door, and kneels pleadingly.
- "I would do anything to pass this exam."
She leans closer to him, flips back her hair, and gazes seductively into his eyes.
- "I mean," she whispers, "I would do *anything*."
He returns her gaze.
- "Anything?"
- "ANYTHING"
His voice softens. "Anything??"
She smiles mischievously, "Anything."
His voice turns to a whisper, "Would you . . . study?"
- "I would do anything to pass this exam."
She leans closer to him, flips back her hair, and gazes seductively into his eyes.
- "I mean," she whispers, "I would do *anything*."
He returns her gaze.
- "Anything?"
- "ANYTHING"
His voice softens. "Anything??"
She smiles mischievously, "Anything."
His voice turns to a whisper, "Would you . . . study?"
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