(I prefer 3rd for myself, but I don't mind if you write in first, even if it's mixed, as long as we're both enjoying playing!)
Amy bit her lower lip for a moment, took a deep breath, hoping that her shirt wasn't too revealing as the thin fabric moved over her breasts. She closed the door, stood up straight and professionally. "I've cleared my schedule for the whole weekend, Professor. I can help you with anything." She crossed to his desk, the heels giving her a bit of a more grown up walk.
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