"You don't have to feel watched, Vremya. It's all because of the concern and care we have for you.
How about another hug..."
"Professor Roselle!
More hug is sexual harassment!" I said leaning my body back a little on the sofa, but for some reason my gaze went to the bulging front of the beautiful mature woman with golden hair.
"Oh~ you've read the Law Book of Protection for Men..."
Is there a book about Laws of Protective for Men?
"ahem... Professor Roselle, why did you ask me to stay?"
Roselle got up from the couch and walked to her desk with the sound of her heels echoing on the wooden floor of her office.
Her long fishtail skirt rocks to the rhythm of her hips. A side slit in her skirt shows her long right leg at every step.
Unlike the previous instantaneous movement similar to a teleportation, this time Professor Roselle chose to walk at a leisurely pace as if she were walking on a fashion catwalk.
