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[pedanterast]

I entered his office, trembling and quivering with a mixture of lust and anticipation.  Sitting next to him, very close, I became moist with desire.  I pressed my heaving chest close to his manly biceps.  I could clearly smell his pheremones as he turned slowly to me and said:

"Get the f@ck out of my office, you sophomoric, deluded, home-wrecking little slut!"

[larryc]

She's been posting and deleting, and posting and deleting, and making sock puppets and posting and deleting some more - all about this same professor all over the internet for almost a year (if not longer). 

Really?!!

[polly_mer]

I smell a women's studies thesis, or perhaps a Heritage Institute research project, to see what professors would say on these topics.  Fishy.

Given the fact that the OP's posts are pretty flat & unimaginative, I think it's just a guy (or guys) messing around.

If so, he/they should be able to come up with some juicy fantasies very much to Spork's taste.

Yeah.  And much better than

I entered his office, trembling and quivering with a mixture of lust and anticipation.  Sitting next to him, very close, I became moist with desire.  I pressed my heaving chest close to his manly biceps.  I could clearly smell his pheremones as he turned slowly to me and said:

"Get the f@ck out of my office, you sophomoric, deluded, home-wrecking little slut!"

A real fantasy would have the professor follow through in a rough and tumble way only to then make that statement so that the walk of shame would be good and shameful for a naughty, naughty girl.

Sobbing gently over her coffee in the student dive, our heroine feels a gentle hand caress her shoulders.  It's her favorite male friend, Bruce.  She looks up at him with a tear-stained face.

"Oh, honey, you look so sad.  Come back to my apartment.  I'll make you ice cream sundaes and you can tell me all about it."

Ah, Bruce.  What would she do without him?  During the short walk to his apartment, he comforts her by putting an arm around her waist and gently patting her side as she sobs out the whole wretched story.  At the apartment, he insists that she will feel better after a shower so she should do that while he makes the sundaes.  Upon leaving the shower, she sees that he has considerately left out a T-shirt for her to wear while her clothes are being washed.  It hangs down to her knees and with her hair still in the ponytail from the shower, she feels quite comfortable even though she is wearing nothing under that T-shirt.

[spork]

Unfortunately Bruce is gay.  Or at least a metrosexual.

[tolerantly]

Yes, but he's got a blonde, ponytailed, volleyball-playing roommate.

[qrypt]

Yes, but he's got a blonde, ponytailed, volleyball-playing roommate.

with a surprise in her drawers.

[bread_pirate_naan]

A real fantasy would have the professor follow through in a rough and tumble way only to then make that statement so that the walk of shame would be good and shameful for a naughty, naughty girl.

Real?! Too many conflicting concepts.  And crying.* If his follow through is thus, rough and tumble, he must tell her she is a very good girl, because the rough man is always a 'bad' man.  If she does naughty things to him, she is the OP, and clueless every which way.  (She is acting out someone else's alleged fantasy in the hopes he will like her, like an inexperienced amateur sex worker with low self esteem.)  If the follow through is all the things she would like to have done to her and she might even enjoy reciprocating, it is actually a fantasy.  Shame not included.**

PS:  If you are putting wet hair in a ponytail, you are treating it badly.

*WTF? 
**Unless debasement is your thing.

[polly_mer]

PS:  If you are putting wet hair in a ponytail, you are treating it badly.

Who puts wet hair in a ponytail?  I have a couple feet of hair that I routinely put in a ponytail that wraps around itself to keep it out of the water in a knob on the top  of my head.  Then at the end of the shower, I shake my head and it falls back down in a regular ponytail because the knob is annoying.

**Unless debasement is your thing.

Well, the OP keeps coming here (and apparently other places) to get the same answer about what she should do.  She rejects those answers and makes responses similar to those that have already been ridiculed.  Clearly, she is getting something out of a situation that many of us would find unpleasant.

To return to my story,

Our heroine walks out into the living room to find Bruce sitting on the couch with two big bowls of ice cream covered in chocolate and sprinkles on the coffee table in front of him. 

"Just sit right here and tell me the whole story."

"Well, <sniff>  he was just so mean to me after all of those wonderful glances"

"Uh-huh.  You deserve goodness.  Let me just rub your shoulders a little while you continue."

"And then, <sniff> he just let me kiss him and in fact held me close instead of pushing me away"

"The brute.  Say, you are really tense here.  Just lean back into my hands and relax."

[bread_pirate_naan]

PS:  If you are putting wet hair in a ponytail, you are treating it badly.

Who puts wet hair in a ponytail?

Sorry, misread the extent of your shower.   

**Unless debasement is your thing.

Well, the OP keeps coming here (and apparently other places) to get the same answer about what she should do. 

But her fantasy (the sh!t she is working out 'sexually') is that a guy she likes is checking her out and he will give her an opening to 'prove her love'.   
 

She rejects those answers and makes responses similar to those that have already been ridiculed.  Clearly, she is getting something out of a situation that many of us would find unpleasant.

Yes, but that's attention seeking, not assault and humiliation seeking. Just cause she's seeking unskillfully doesn't mean the reflection needs to be extreme.  Nor is she tacitly or explicitly in need of a good cry, rescue and nurturing in a sexual context.  She wants those from open ended talking and unconditional listening, and she said so.

To return to my story,

Our heroine...

Your sexualized female (not the same as female sexuality) is definitely not heroic.

[polly_mer]

Fine, Naan, just for you:

As Bruce reached for her, he turned into a large mushroom and said, "You have to stop eating pizza just before bed."  and she awakened.

"Wow, that was weird.  I wonder what that means.  Maybe I should post on the fora to get reactions.  Nah.  I'm sure it's just nerves because I decided that today is the day that I act on our mutual attraction and I fear rejection.  Now, where did I put that low-cut blouse that leaves little to the imagination?"