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Willa [18] has been going over to her tutor's house [22-25] for chemistry lessons. Tonight, however, she's ready to learn more than what they teach in the school halls. [Willa looks like Barbara Palvin]
The young woman looked up from her Chemistry book and across the table. It could be no earlier than seven, but her parents were gone out of town and there was no rush to get home on time; she could go eat something or go somewhere with no worry of getting home on time. The sight of the man in front of her, however, made the light headache from studying go away and something inside of her stir, something she had felt many times before but not acted on.With a defeated sigh, Willa closed the book and smiled slightly. He had been working with her for a month and they had often found themselves flirting and she couldn't help but find herself thinking of images she wanted to come true. "Can I ask you a question?" She said, pulling up the string of her thin shirt back up her shoulder.
The young woman looked up from her Chemistry book and across the table. It could be no earlier than seven, but her parents were gone out of town and there was no rush to get home on time; she could go eat something or go somewhere with no worry of getting home on time. The sight of the man in front of her, however, made the light headache from studying go away and something inside of her stir, something she had felt many times before but not acted on.With a defeated sigh, Willa closed the book and smiled slightly. He had been working with her for a month and they had often found themselves flirting and she couldn't help but find herself thinking of images she wanted to come true. "Can I ask you a question?" She said, pulling up the string of her thin shirt back up her shoulder.