You were asked to visit your Math Professor's Office after class after having recently done poorly on an exam. It was your first exam for the class as you are new here. You are sitting in Ms. Lawson's Office, she is looking over the papers, copies of the test, a frown on her face.
Sitting at her desk across from you in her office, the door closed, it is after class, most of the students have gone for the day. She peers across at you. Well it looks like we need to get you caught up a bit.. I'm not sure what stage you guys were on at your last school but here.. you're going to need to get up to speed. She giggled with a warm smile as she sat the papers down, leaning forward a bit. Not to worry though.. I've already spoken with your Mother and you and I will spending a few days a week making sure you're ready for the next test. I'll be your private tutor, how does that sound? She certainly sounded enthusiastic about it, her vivid blue eyes dancing over the features of your face as she waited your response. Of course she had been looking for a reason to get you alone, finding you attractive.