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ALLYI didn't sleep a wink the night before my exam. I had intended on studying until nine, sleeping by ten and getting up early for a final review. Instead I rode on a high of energy, shaking and moaning from orgasm to orgasm. Only when the reservoir of my sex toy had run out of Blue Bliss lube I collapsed. An hour later I was woken up by my six o'clock alarm."No..." I cried, stumbling out of my bed. In three hours I had to be at the university and looking presentable for my biggest exam yet.I popped the fun egg toy out of my pussy and plugged it back in the charger. I hopped in the shower, brushed my teeth and straightened my hair but when I checked in the mirror I still looked hungover. And I felt hungover. I used a liberal amount of make-up trying to cover up the circles under my eyes. I still looked tired, but so do most students during finals, so I called it a day and gathered my books.An hour before the exam I arrived at the campus library and started panicking. I speed-read page after page, trying to make up for the whole afternoon I lost the day before. The letters were dancing before my eyes and the euphoria and confidence I had felt last night now turned to despair. I did some breathing exercises intended to calm me down and with shaking hands, I went to my oral exam with professor Baumgarten.The person before me had just entered isveçbahis (http://isvecbahisgirisi.info/) the classroom and I took place on the empty chair outside. "I've studied plenty the past weeks," I told myself, and I put away my textbook, "I'm going to do fine."I fiddled with the top button of my blouse and, although I didn't really believe it would help, I opened the first few buttons. Professor Baumgarten creeped me out a bit, he had to be at least forty years older than most of his students and he'd always look at the girls like a total perv. Maybe just this once, that would be a good thing. A pencil skirt, heels and a good dose of cleavage could potentially tip the scale to my advantage, I hoped."Miss Park?" the professor called with a tone of surprise in his voice."Yes," I answered."Right this way," he grinned, his eyes scanning me head to toe.He gave me a paper with three questions and 10 minutes to prepare my answers. Reading the first question made me break out in cold sweat. Did I miss a chapter? It made no sense to me. Maybe it would come back to me if I calmed down a bit, so I moved on to the next question. It felt like a hand closed around my throat and I was choking. I didn't even understand half the words in the sentence. I moved on to the last questions and the letters blurred as tears welled up in my eyes. "No, no, no..." I cried, "this can't isveçbahis giriş (http://isvecbahisgirisi.info/) be true." I was having a blackout.I closed my eyes and breathed in deep, "Come on, anything," I whispered to myself, "anything I can remember...""Alright miss Park, are you ready to explain your answers?"I looked up with teary eyes, "Can I... can I have a few more minutes?"The professor gave me a crooked smile, "I'm afraid I can't do that, everyone gets ten minutes. No more, no less. We have to keep it fair."I took a seat in front of Baumgarten, crossing my legs and staring down at the scribbles on my answer sheet."So... miss Park," he absentmindedly marked my name on a document, "question one?"I looked up at professor Baumgarten but his face was blank, "I...uh...it... does it have to do with muscle dystrophy?... and...uh..."He shook his head, "How about we just move on to the next question, huh?" He marked zero on his document with a red pen."Well... it's... it's clear that the patiënt... It would be... I think the best course of action would be to take an MRI of the longs..." I stuttered.Baumgarten raised an eyebrow before writing another zero."Listen, Ally is it, right?" he said in a tone that revealed his disappointment.I nodded."You're a good student. So far you've always passed with exceptional marks... but now..." he shook his head and looked at isveçbahis yeni giriş (http://isvecbahisgirisi.info/) my messy answer sheet, "It's such a shame really...""No, please, sir," I begged him, "let me try the last question, maybe I can...""No sweetheart," he shook his head, "even if you answer perfectly, you're not going to pass."I lost it, how could this happen to me?"I can't fail," I cried, "I worked so hard... sir," I begged him, "I know this stuff, I swear! I didn't sleep well... I'm just having a blackout."He got up from his chair and looked down at me with sympathy."You're a young girl," he said, "this may seem like the end of the world now... but repeating a year might be good for you."What?! Repeating a year? I was up to my neck in student loans and neither of my parents was going to help me out one bit if they heard I flunked this exam."Sir, please," I sobbed, "Is there no way I can have a do-over or something?"He walked around the desk and put his hand on my shoulder like a consoling grandfather."You're smart, and a good student," he began, "and you're right, I know you can do this. So maybe I can make an exception for a beautiful girl like you."I smiled through my tears, "really?" still afraid to believe it. Did I understand that right?"I could change your mark, based on your performance in class. You always have the right answers and some very intelligent remarks." he smiled.I wiped my tears away, smudging my make-up, "Thank you! Thank you professor!" my voice cracked."But you see," he continued, "doing that would be very... unconventional. To put it lightly. I'd be taking a big risk."