A young coed visits her professor in his office.
She glances down the hall, then closes the door and kneels in front of him.
"I would do anything to get an A in this course," she says, breathlessly. She leans closer to him, flips back her hair, gazes meaningfully into his eyes. "I mean..." she whispers, "I would do... anything."
The professor returns her gaze. "Anything?"
"Anything."
His voice softens. "Anything?"
"Absolutely anything."
His voice turns to a whisper.
"Even... study?"
She glances down the hall, then closes the door and kneels in front of him.
"I would do anything to get an A in this course," she says, breathlessly. She leans closer to him, flips back her hair, gazes meaningfully into his eyes. "I mean..." she whispers, "I would do... anything."
The professor returns her gaze. "Anything?"
"Anything."
His voice softens. "Anything?"
"Absolutely anything."
His voice turns to a whisper.
"Even... study?"
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