"Welcome welcome welcome!"<br/><br/>He strode in an easy going confident smile stretched over his tan face. A large hand swiped at the door behind him as he walked in causing it to slam close with a large CRACK that would awaken every one in the room. A pair of bright green eyes swept across those in attendance. If the professor was upset about having such a small class for the evening it did not show. The smile stayed on his face as he set his briefcase down and turned his full attention to her.<br/><br/>Professor Stonewall looked more like a man modeling a suit than an actual college professor. With his sharp handsome chin, pointed nose, and tailored suit. His jet black hair was swept back and he had just a hint of a dangerous five o clock shadow on his face. The only mark of him being one of the stereotypical professor types you saw in a movie was his wire rimmed glasses which he pushed up as his eyes landed on her.<br/><br/>"Seems everyone forgot the memo today" He said his voice a rich baritone. He chuckled with the others in attendance his eyes remaining firmly on her as he moved over to her desk.<br/><br/>"I suppose shake spear and beautiful sonnets are not as tempting as a night out at the clubs eh?" He purred moving over to her desk and leaning in. Their eyes locked for a few seconds before his own slid down and took in her outfit. He purred in pleasure eye fucking her without any remorse before pushing off of her desk and going to his own.<br/><br/>"Well I'll just have to prove their missing out!" Professor Stonewall said as he turned and leaned on his desk "Because whats a club compared to the powerful works of Shakespeare? Why bump and grind on someone when you can read a story of Love, Sex, and Murder!"<br/><br/>He slammed his hand on the table for effect before moving off the desk once more. Professor Stonewall was not the type to stay in one place for long. When he talked he moved his hands drawing exaggerated points in the air or acting out scenes with his hand. He moved back over to his briefcase and seconds later a beat up old book was in his hand and he was reading to them in a strong commanding voice.