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Sam felt like the professor was super, in his own words, dope. And he would be glad to actually have classes with her. If people asked, he might even joke about it being a shame that he retested. “For sure, no need to bother them now,” he chuckled, smiling at her. He nodded and shoved his hands in his pockets, picking up his phone and moving it from one hand to the other as he listened. “Yeah. And I got a bunch of time for that. I’ll make sure that I do,” he added with another smile, pointing towards the inside of the room. “So, this is it?”
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“Just as long as you contact them if you need to,” she laughed softly. “You do, and at the very least bondage is one of the more fun things you can practice. It’s a bit like learning to paint or playing the guitar - even when it doesn’t go perfectly it’s worth doing.” She followed his gesture and nodded. “This is the one - we’ve got you where you need to go now. I hope you have a good class, Mr. Evans.”














