Female teacher at the art college

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My name is Lin Xueqing, and I'm 27 years old. Five years ago, after graduating from the X City Art Academy, I stayed on as a teacher. My main subject is dance, but because I have an impressive 1.78-meter height, I sometimes do modeling work both on and off campus. Although I'm not a professional model, years of stage art training have instilled in me an artistic temperament and confidence that allows me to perform with ease in various situations.
A few years ago, I married a foreign language teacher at the same school, and we haven't had children yet. My husband's surname is Zhang, and his name is Zhang Xinmu; he's two years older than me. The art academy is a place with a strong academic atmosphere. Due to the nature of art, there are often various thoughts and events on campus that differ from those of ordinary people. Therefore, our lives at the art academy are somewhat different from those outside.
However, in this increasingly diverse world, this difference is quite normal. Therefore, I'm basically satisfied with my life. One summer weekend afternoon, around six o'clock, I was lounging alone on the sofa at home. The programs on TV were incredibly boring, making me feel utterly listless. Just then, the doorbell rang.
I opened the door and saw it was Liu Laosi, the tailor who ran the shop on the street behind the art academy. There were two other people, Zhang Tiegan and Hu Qiuqiu, both Liu Laosi's friends. I often went to Liu Laosi's shop to have my clothes made for performances, so I was quite familiar with them.
Especially Liu Laosi; despite his ordinary appearance and somewhat eccentric manner, his tailoring skills were absolutely top-notch. All the female teachers at our art academy liked to have their clothes made there. I'd had countless dealings with him, to the point that every time I had my clothes made there, he would intentionally or unintentionally touch certain parts of my body, making suggestive advances, taking advantage of me, or telling Zhang Tiegan, Hu Qiuqiu, and the others a lewd joke, indulging in some
fantasies. I didn't argue with them too much. What era are we living in? Who doesn't understand these things? Besides, I know my limits, and they wouldn't dare to overstep their bounds. Moreover, almost all the young female teachers at our art academy who went there to have their clothes made had received this kind of "treatment." However, this was the first time Liu Laosi and his group had come to my house, which I found quite strange. After inviting them in, I asked them what they wanted. Liu Laosi didn't answer me directly. He glanced at my living room, then at me, and said, "Teacher Lin, you're dressed quite sexily today!" His words startled me. I then noticed that I was wearing a thin, beige t-shirt that barely covered my navel, and white skinny jeans, also very thin, so that my thong underwear was clearly visible. The thong had a small, deep V-neck in the front and a drawstring at the back, with only a small triangle where it met the waistband. The underwear was light gray, quite visible from the outside. I hadn't expected these guys to notice my thong underwear as soon as they came in. But I quickly regained my composure.
I'm a very open-minded person and don't object to showing my sexy side. I often dress like this in various situations, and Liu Laosi and his group have seen my sexy outfits many times before without any problems. I knew they wouldn't dare have any improper thoughts coming here.
I said to them, "You didn't come all this way just to say I'm sexy, did you? But don't even think about taking advantage of me!" Hu Qiuqiu smiled broadly and said, "No way! No way! How could we dare do that! We just wanted to come over and have a look around since we had nothing else to do!" Zhang Tiegan chimed in, "Isn't your Mr. Zhang home?" I smiled and said, "He's away on a business trip. I think you guys already knew, otherwise would you have dared to come over here? You're quite the scout! Hey, Liu Laosi, you're so free today?" Liu Laosi grinned sheepishly, "Not much work today, just taking a break, otherwise what's the point of life?" I made them some tea, and everyone sat and chatted in the living room. As I moved around making tea, I clearly felt their eyes fixed on my lower abdomen and buttocks, the thong showing through my underwear, and my breasts. Since I wasn't planning on going out, I wasn't wearing a bra. Under certain lighting conditions, they could definitely see my erect breasts through the thin thong.
I ignored them, and they didn't go any further. After we chatted for a while, Liu Laosi suddenly stammered and asked me, "Teacher Lin, I heard that many female teachers at your art academy have taken nude photos. You took some too, is that true?" I replied, "What? Who told you that?" Liu Laosi chuckled again, "Don't deny it. Didn't you say we're really good at investigations? I found out long ago! I know who took the photos with whom!" Then he named several female teachers from our school. These guys are really something; they're absolutely right! I told them, "So what if we took pictures? It's art. Don't get the wrong idea!" Hu Qiuqiu chuckled a few times and said, "Teacher Lin, what kind of people do you take us for! We know it's art, and we didn't think anything of it. We were just asking. Also, Teacher Lin, can we see your nude art?" I laughed again, "Go away! What do you know about art? You're just obviously looking for a feast for your eyes!" "Just let us see! Your bodies are so beautiful, you should show them to others more often." Seeing that I disagreed, the three of them actually started to beg me shamelessly, while constantly praising me. At first, I ignored them. They kept pleading. After a while, I got a little impatient and said, "Look at you grown men, acting like this! Fine, fine! I'm in a good mood today, so I'll let you have a look! But I'm warning you beforehand! You can only look here, and while you're looking, behave yourselves. Don't have any improper thoughts, and don't go around telling everyone after you're done!" "Okay! Okay! Okay!" The three guys were overjoyed. The nude art photos that Liu Laosi and the others were talking about were taken at our art academy a while ago. At that time, the leaders of the art academy approached us young female teachers and students and said that the art department lacked some nude photos for teaching purposes. The models we hired from outside the school were not up to par and did not achieve good teaching results. Therefore, they wanted to ask us, a few female teachers and students with good figures, to contribute to the academy.
At first, we all disagreed, but later the academy leaders kept persuading us and promised each person who took the photos a considerable subsidy. We thought about it and felt that the conditions were acceptable, it was for art, and it was only to be circulated in a small circle, so we agreed. I'm very satisfied with my body. My big eyes, high nose, and slightly thin lips exude a cool, alluring charm. Although my body is slender, my breasts are firm and of a suitable size. I have long, shapely legs, without an ounce of fat, strong and straight—the part I'm most proud of. I really wanted to capture this beautiful body at its peak, to keep it as a cherished memory.
Four teachers and three students participated in the photoshoot, each taking over a hundred photos. The college selected the best few hundred to create teaching materials, then bound all the photos into a booklet and distributed it to everyone who participated. Those who participated included myself, Zhou Xiaolin (dance department teacher), Mo Hui (acting department teacher), Luo Mingjuan (acting department teacher), Xiao Lili (dance department student council president), Chen Xue (youth league cadre), and Liu Miaojin (acting department student council cadre). All seven of us are renowned beauties in the art academy. Normally, Liu Laosi and others wouldn't even blink when they saw us, but now that they could see our nude photos, they were all incredibly eager.
When I went to my room to get the photo album, Zhang Tiegan asked, "Teacher Lin, did you really take these photos completely naked?" I laughed and scolded him, "What's your rush? Just show it to me and you'll see everything." Liu Laosi also said, "You're really stupid, Tiegan. How can it be called nude art if you're not naked?" As soon as I took out the photo album, they immediately surrounded me. Seeing the nude photos of several beauties from our art school in the album, they could only swallow their saliva. Showing off my beautiful body in front of others made me a little embarrassed. To ease the atmosphere, I forced a smile and asked them, "What do you think? Whose body is the most beautiful?" "Of course, it's Teacher Lin's! This is real art!" Liu Laosi replied. "You're just being glib! You know art? Then let me ask you, what's so beautiful about my body?" "First of all, your body is smooth, white, and well-proportioned, every curve is just right. The most beautiful thing is your legs, straight and long." Liu Laosi was, after all, somewhat cultured, and what he said was quite good. Zhang Tiegan, a rough and uncouth guy, said, "I think Teacher Lin's breasts are beautiful, not too big or too small, round and firm. And the hair between Teacher Lin's legs is especially mysterious and alluring." I was almost speechless at his words, my face turning bright red. Fortunately, Hu Qiuqiu suddenly asked, "Teacher Lin, you and Teacher Mo Hui are both married, aren't you afraid your husbands will object to taking these photos?" I took the opportunity to calm myself down and replied, "Of course we asked our husbands' opinions. They are both art enthusiasts and won't object to us." Indeed, my husband never interferes with me, just as I rarely interfere with him. Hu Qiuqiu asked again, "Who took these photos?" I told him, "It was Mr. Wang, the bearded teacher from the art department." Zhang Tiegan chimed in, "Your husbands are so open-minded, and you're so uninhibited, daring to take your clothes off for others to photograph. Mr. Wang must be having a real treat!" I laughed and scolded him, "What are you thinking now? Mr. Wang isn't like you lecherous people. We did this for art! Besides, aren't you having a good time now?" Actually, we didn't just take nude photos. Because the photos were for students' sketching, they required showing various human postures, and each posture had to be photographed from eight different parts of the body. So, during the shoot, the seven of us models took turns posing in various positions, such as standing, sitting, squatting, kneeling, lying down, prone, and upside down, and Mr. Wang photographed us from different angles. Under these circumstances, many of our photos showed our private parts.
Sure enough, they found those photos. The first photo you see is mine. In that set of photos, I'm kneeling, elbows on the ground, hands supporting my chin, back tilted upwards, forming a beautiful human figure with my high-raised buttocks. From the front, my beautiful back, full buttocks, and radiant smile give the whole photo a perfect artistic quality. Moreover, Teacher Wang is an excellent photographer; the photo is very clear, and the lighting is excellent.
I'm very satisfied with this photo. However, Teacher Wang took eight photos of this pose in total—besides the best front view, there are side views, side-rear views, and direct rear views.
What surprised Liu Laosi and the others was the photo taken directly from the rear. Because I was kneeling, my upper body was bent forward, and my buttocks were raised high, so from directly behind, my labia and anus, nestled between my long, smooth thighs, were clearly visible. My labia are hairless, appearing full, smooth, and slightly brownish under the light.
When they saw this photo, they were so astonished they couldn't close their mouths. Although I was somewhat prepared when I showed them the photo album, seeing three men staring intently at the photos of my genitals and anus still stirred a strange feeling within me. I even felt a surge of urge from the depths of my being—I was actually showing my most private parts to a few vulgar men!
And at that moment, the parts I was showing in the photos were right there in my crotch, constricted by a small, tight thong, seemingly anticipating something! My face was burning hot; I imagine it must have turned incredibly red! Liu Laosi and the others were stunned for a long time before they could speak: "Wow! Teacher Lin actually let Wang Dahuzi take pictures like this!" "Teacher Lin, your pussy is so smooth! Smoother than your butt and thighs!" "Teacher Lin's asshole is the most beautiful, round, like a chrysanthemum!"... Hearing several men commenting on my private parts in front of me, my face turned even redder. I quickly scolded them: "You're so bad, you saw it and you still have to say it, hurry up and turn the page." Liu Laosi looked at me with a wicked smile and said: "Teacher Lin, I never dreamed I could see your pussy and asshole!" Then they looked for a while longer before reluctantly turning to the next page. But the next page was also mine. In that set of photos, I stood with my legs straight, bent over deeply, and hugged my calves with my hands. It was a common dance move, and it looked even more beautiful when I was naked. But there were also photos taken from behind in this set of photos, which also completely displayed my private parts. Liu Laosi and the other two stared at the photos for a while.
And I felt hot again, and my face turned red again. This time, Liu Laosi and his two buddies simply looked at the photos that exposed genitals and anuses. There were many such photos; every model who participated in the shoot had one taken. So, the three lecherous guys looked at them, commenting on those parts of our bodies. "Teacher Lin's pussy is the best, so smooth." "I like Zhou Xiaolin, Luo Mingjuan, Xiao Lili, and Chen Xue's pussy, lots of hair, so sexy. But Teacher Lin's anus is the best-looking!" "It's better if the labia are hairless; look at Teacher Lin's labia, they look so tender!"... I blushed as I watched them look at the pictures, my impulse making me somewhat out of control. After they finished looking, I actually said to them, "Isn't it beautiful? The photoshoot was even recorded! Do you want to see it?" As soon as I said it, I regretted it, but Liu Laosi and his two buddies were already excited, and I couldn't stop them from seeing it. Helpless, I had to take out a disc made from the photoshoot and put it in the DVD player. The scene from that time appeared on the TV screen again: in the photo studio, several boys were gathered around, and their teacher, Mr. Wang, was asked to help adjust the lighting. The college's fat and lecherous Director Jin was also there. He was ostensibly there to provide guidance, but as a fashion designer, he knew nothing about photography and was clearly there to take advantage. "Wow! So many men were watching you take photos, even Fatty Jin was there! He's so happy!" Zhang Tiegan said. We seven female models stood naked under the bright lights, taking turns posing according to Teacher Wang's instructions.
The camera then focused on my kneeling pose. Teacher Wang instructed me to kneel properly and raise my buttocks as high as possible. The camera was directly behind me, clearly showing my genitals and anus. Because my pose didn't quite satisfy Teacher Wang, he came over to correct me. At this moment, Director Jin stepped in first, pressing down on my back with one hand and placing the other on my buttocks, helping me lift them. On the screen, you could see Director Jin's hand was positioned correctly; his fingers were already on my labia near the vaginal opening.
At that moment, I recalled that I clearly felt Director Jin's hand touch my genitals, and I felt quite ashamed. Being naked in front of so many students was already uncomfortable, and posing like that while others filmed it from behind made it even more embarrassing, let alone being touched like that by Director Jin, who was known for his lechery, in front of so many people! Although he touched all the female models at the time,
I remember that while I felt a burning desire, I also experienced a strange sense of excitement. This excitement arose when I entered the studio and began to undress in front of everyone, and it intensified when I posed with my hips raised. When Director Jin touched my sensitive area, the excitement reached a climax! This excitement recurred repeatedly during the subsequent shoot, with each subsequent touch from Director Jin.
Today was no different. When I opened the door, Liu Laosi and the other two stared at my clearly visible panties and said I was sexy, I got a little excited. Then, when they saw my full-frontal nude photos in their album, that excitement intensified. When they flipped to my nude photos, their excitement was even stronger. And now, it has reached its climax.
I was incredibly excited in this situation! It scared me a little! The person with the digital camera was a male student. When he was filming my genitals, he zoomed in so closely that my pubic hair, labia, vaginal opening, and anus were displayed more clearly on the 34-inch TV screen than in a photograph. You could even see Director Jin's hand deliberately sliding across my labia. Liu Laosi and the others were dumbfounded. Those three lecherous guys usually stared at my tall, alluring figure with lustful eyes. Today, they not only saw my naked body, but they even saw my most private parts!
I sat there, my face flushed and hot, my heart pounding, my breathing becoming increasingly rapid. I squeezed my hands tightly between my legs, feeling the thong straps constricting my lower body. I thought it was already a little wet! Finally, the DVD finished playing, and I quickly took a deep breath, trying to pull myself out of that state of shame and excitement.
That was dangerous. Although I generously let these three people see everything clearly today, I knew very well that this was the end of it, and I absolutely couldn't get involved with them! I was still somewhat clear-headed. It was already 9 p.m. I said to Liu Laosi and the others, "Alright, you've all seen it, did you enjoy it?" They quickly replied, "We really enjoyed it. It was truly an eye-opener!" "Since you've enjoyed it, you've achieved your goal for this trip. It's very late now, you should go back!" Liu Laosi and the others didn't answer me directly, but stared intently at me under the light, saying, "I never expected Teacher Lin to be so beautiful naked! Look at your figure, whoever is lucky enough to sleep with you would be incredibly happy!" I understood what they meant, but I ignored them. I said bluntly, "That's impossible! Don't try to push your luck! Okay, I'm tired and need to rest. You can leave now!" My tone was already angry. Liu Laosi and the others quickly said, "No, no, Teacher Lin, you misunderstood. We didn't mean that." Before they could finish, I told them, "Fine, whatever you mean, you should leave!" Liu Laosi wanted to say something, but seeing my expression, he didn't dare. They left my room dejectedly. As I closed the door, I clearly saw that each of their groins was bulging. 3 After seeing Liu Laosi and the others off, I packed my things, took a shower, and then went to the balcony in my pajamas. The evening breeze woke me up completely. I thought about what had happened that day. I don't regret showing those photos and CDs to Liu Laosi and his gang, letting them see everything about me. Maybe they really saw art in them. Although I felt a little embarrassed when they saw my body and genitals, the excitement I felt at the same time was also something I savored.
Somehow, I've started to enjoy displaying my body to men's lustful eyes. The more I show my private parts, the more excited I become! Good heavens, am I an exhibitionist? I was the one who first agreed to take these nude photos. I've participated in many fashion shows before, and I've felt excited when I performed in sexy and revealing outfits. My God, no way! Thinking about how Liu Laosi and his gang were staring at my private parts, I felt excited again! Even sexually aroused! But my husband is away on a business trip; I'm destined to be lonely tonight. Gazing at the boundless darkness, I could only feel the tightness of my sensitive area, constricted by the small thong under my pajamas… II. Freud's Conception 1. The autumn wind had quietly risen, but the city remained sweltering, and life continued in the sweltering heat of summer. In the morning dance class, I was instructing students in the practice room. I wore a swimsuit-style high-slit leotard, without stockings, my two long, slender, white legs exposed.
I objected to wearing trousers or stockings during practice, as it prevented us from seeing the changes in leg muscle lines during movements. My leotard was white, very thin, and slightly transparent. I wasn't wearing a bra, and my firm, full breasts could be vaguely seen through the leotard. Below, I wore a small, white, deep-V thong, only the hem and ties visible from the outside. The fabric was semi-transparent gauze, and even through the leotard, a dark patch in the groin area was faintly visible from the front.
I always dress very sexily when I practice. I encourage everyone not to dress too conservatively; beauty is not afraid of exposure, and you should bravely show it off. Only people with physical defects resort to clothing to cover up. I also tell my students: beautiful women must conquer life, first and foremost, conquer the gaze of others! My students are deeply influenced by me. The girls all wear light-colored, semi-transparent, high-slit practice clothes, and underneath, they all wear thongs, each one more sexy than the last, many revealing their genitals.
Many girls, like me, don't wear bras; youth blossoms from there. The boys are the same; their practice clothes are tight and thin, and their underwear is also very small, some even wearing thongs. The tight practice clothes make their masculinity stand out. Men of this age have incredibly surging life and desire, especially surrounded by so many sexy female bodies. With the help of a boy, I demonstrated a pose: I nestled in front of him with my back to him, my left leg spread wide and bent, my hands raised high. The boy was right behind me, his right arm around my waist. His left hand, as I instructed, traced a path from my open left knee down my inner thigh to my groin, then to my lower abdomen, my stomach, my chest, my left arm, and finally to my fingertips. This is a small section of a Western dance, strongly suggestive of love.
This part is crucial to the entire dance, but because the areas the boy's hand touched were somewhat sensitive, everyone seemed hesitant and couldn't quite execute it correctly, failing to capture the essence of the dance. Therefore, I had to demonstrate for everyone again and again with this boy who had a better grasp of the concept. In the pose, my head rested back on the boy's shoulder. During the demonstration, I clearly felt the boy's breathing change with the movement of his hand on my body: the closer his hand got to the groin of my thigh, the more rapid his breathing became, reaching its peak when his fingers reached my full, swollen triangle area, faintly darkened beneath my practice clothes. After his hand moved away, his breathing subsided somewhat, but when it touched my high breasts, especially my prominent nipples, it quickened again to its peak… His lower body was also changing. This boy was about 1.78 meters tall, and his penis appeared very robust. Against the backdrop of our sexy poses as female teachers and students, his penis was fully erect, bulging high on his lower abdomen. Even through the leotard, one could imagine its size. When I leaned against this boy, my buttocks pressed against his lower abdomen, I could clearly feel the firmness and thickness of his erection. I could also feel his penis throbbing against my buttocks, as if it were about to burst out of the leotard that couldn't bear its weight—a young man in his early twenties, capable of a violent ejaculation at any moment! The boy held my waist tightly, the music soothing and gentle, and his hand slid down to my swollen triangle area again… “Teacher Lin, Director Jin is looking for you outside!” A student's voice interrupted our practice.
I instantly snapped out of my dance mood. The boy immediately released me. "Ah! Where is Director Jin?" "He's in the rest area outside." "Okay! Thank you!" Director Jin was sitting in the rest area outside the practice room. As soon as I entered, the bright lights in the rest area immediately revealed every detail of my body. The chubby Director Jin sat there, smiling as he looked me over. I think with the help of the light, his vision must have penetrated my semi-transparent practice clothes and seen my areolas and the faintly visible dark triangle area. What are you looking at? Didn't you see everything when we took nude photos last time? I thought to myself, facing Director Jin's gaze. "Hmm, Teacher Lin always brings a visual impact!" Director Jin suddenly said.
"You flatter me, Director!" I didn't know if Director Jin had any other meaning. "However! However! With such a beautiful face, such a wonderful figure, such a noble temperament, and such sexy attire, Teacher Lin, I truly regret not studying harder back then, so much so that I can't find the right words to describe how I feel when I see you!" Director Jin stood up, circling me as he spoke. He was carefully examining every part of my body.
"Director Jin is quite the smooth talker; I think even a god would be fooled by you!" Director Jin was known for his glib tongue in the academy, and I wasn't going to believe him so easily. However, while he was looking at me, I still subtly struck an elegant pose, fully displaying myself to Director Jin. Although Director Jin was a very lecherous person, for some reason, I didn't feel any aversion or discomfort in front of him, even dressed so revealingly for him to see. "Look at what you're saying, how could I dare to lie to you? Everything I said is true," Director Jin said.
I shifted my posture and said to him, "Oh dear! Whether it's true or not, Director Jin didn't come to see me today just to say a few nice words, did he?" Director Jin replied in an exaggerated tone, "Oh! I'm sorry! I'm so impressed by your beauty that I forgot my business and even forgot to invite Teacher Lin to sit down. Teacher Lin, please sit down, please sit down, let's sit down and talk." After we sat down, Director Jin told me that he was going to hold a conceptual fashion show in the city soon, where he would showcase some conceptual clothing designs based on his observations and reflections on fashion trends. He wanted me to be his model.
I said to him, "There are so many modeling agencies in City X, are you worried about not finding good models?" Director Jin said, "I've already contacted the models. But I need a headliner." "Headliner, Director Jin, you're really something! How could I possibly be the headliner?" "Teacher Lin, don't be modest, you're the most suitable candidate." Seeing my puzzled look, Director Jin told me, "The name of my fashion show this time is 'Freud's Conception,' focusing on sexy clothing and lingerie. With Teacher Lin's artistic temperament, stage presence, and understanding of sexiness, being the headliner for this show is most comfortable." "Freud's Conception, sexy clothing—what a strange thing!" Hearing Director Jin's introduction, I found it quite interesting. I often encounter sexy clothing when attending fashion shows, but I've never seen anything inspired by Freud's ideas. Based on this psychological master, it seems that the fashion in this show really does have a special kind of sexiness. Seeing my silence for a moment, Director Jin assumed I was hesitating and quickly urged me, "Teacher Lin, what are you hesitating for? I think this sexy look for the press conference suits you best. Actually, you really appreciate sexiness; you've always dressed very sexily, including today. Why not showcase what you pursue in an artistic form? And I'll give you generous compensation." I smiled and said, "Okay, since Director Jin thinks so highly of me, I agree." Director Jin was overjoyed. After telling me the performance and rehearsal schedule, he said to me, "Teacher Lin, you look even better in this outfit than when you're naked—sexy and elegant." I jokingly scolded him, "You only remember that? You took advantage of me back then, and I haven't settled the score with you yet!" Director Jin chuckled a few times, said he had other things to do, and then left.
That night before going to bed, I told my husband, Zhang Xinmu, about it. He just grunted in response. This was something I expected. Since our marriage, we've maintained our individual freedoms and rarely interfered in each other's affairs—a significant advantage for someone in the arts, I believe.
However, I still symbolically inform him whenever I'm about to do something. As I lay in bed preparing to turn off the light, Zhang Xinmu, lying next to me, suddenly rolled over, grabbed my hand as I reached to turn off the light, pinned me beneath him, and began undressing me. I knew what he was up to. Three years into our marriage, he'd become increasingly impatient with sex. Now, he rarely engages in the lengthy foreplay and teasing we had during our honeymoon, and there's hardly any verbal communication. Often, he just comes suddenly, regardless of what I'm thinking or doing. After undressing me, he quickly grabbed my breasts a few times before penetrating me.
Due to vaginal dryness, I felt slight pain upon penetration. But I still craved his presence. Tall and imposing, his penis was thick and firm; his penetration immediately created a strong sense of fullness, and I quickly became aroused. Lately, he's been frequently away on business, so we've had far fewer opportunities to share a bed.
I've been feeling parched for a while now. This time, I hoped for a truly satisfying experience. Zhang Xinmu's thick penis thrust violently into my vagina, sending waves of tingling pleasure through me that quickly spread throughout my body. I lay beneath him, my breathing growing increasingly heavy. I spread my long, slender legs, wrapping them around his body; this position helped his penis penetrate deeper into my already overflowing, wet opening. But the usual problems persisted. First, Zhang Xinmu never allowed me to shout or even moan during sex, so today I had to endure it, which both distracted me and made me feel suffocated.
Second, he rarely considered my feelings during sex; the rhythm was very discordant. Just as I was starting to feel something, he would suddenly feel tired and relax, leaving me disappointed. Or, just as I was concentrating on experiencing it, he would suddenly stop, flipping me over like a chef flipping a fish in a pan to use the next position he wanted. I hadn't had an orgasm with him in a long time. Every time, just as I start to feel something, he gives up for various reasons. This feeling of starting something only to have it abruptly stop makes me very uncomfortable. Today was especially so.
Usually, I can still feel something a few times with him, but today he only stirred inside me for three or four minutes before letting out a soft "hmm" and going limp. I think he probably did it on purpose. Lately, I don't know what he's been busy with, he does everything in a rush, wanting to finish everything at once, without any patience. I wanted to talk to him about it, but he turned over, quickly wiped his penis, and fell asleep. I gently nudged him, and he just said to me, "I'm quite tired, go to sleep!" 4. The fashion show was held as scheduled. Although Director Jin has a bad reputation in the college because of his womanizing, he is extremely talented in fashion design, with a very strong imagination and expressive ability. He can always express his thoughts and ideas with just a few pieces of fabric and a few lines. The clothes displayed in "Freud's Conception" are indeed sexy and unique. In this show, tulle and lace were used extensively. Director Jin personally designed the runway, lighting, and music. Against a backdrop of flickering lights and music, models in various sheer garments moved across the runway.
The entire event was filled with a dreamlike atmosphere, much like Freud's enigmatic and profound thoughts, much like the questions he pondered throughout his life: dreams and sex. As the last to appear, I felt uncomfortable. This discomfort stemmed from the clothing I was to present. Strictly speaking, it wasn't clothing at all! I was completely naked from the waist up, except for a thin ribbon around my neck.
The ends of the ribbon reached my chest, barely covering my nipples. However, the ribbon was very narrow, almost transparent, and so light that it would flutter in the wind with every movement. So, in reality, my upper body was practically bare; my firm, shapely breasts were almost entirely exposed. And my pants were extremely small. It was a thong with ties, the piece of fabric used to cover my private parts was less than half a palm's size, barely enough to cover my bulging pubic area (I had to trim a lot of protruding pubic hair before the performance).
The front of this shield-shaped fabric just reached a little above my pubic area, connected to the waist tie by three very thin, transparent straps. The back of the fabric just covered my vaginal opening, and then another very thin, transparent strap crossed my buttocks before connecting to the waist tie. The waist tie was also very thin and transparent; from a distance, these straps were practically invisible, making me look like someone who was only using a piece of paper to cover my pubic area. When I saw this outfit during the rehearsal before the performance, I regretted it a little.
I said to Director Jin, "Is this what you call clothing? You might as well let me go on stage naked!" Director Jin chuckled and said, "That's what you call sexy! Teacher Lin isn't that conservative, is she? Besides, this is a fashion show, Teacher Lin shouldn't have too many concerns!" Even so, wearing this outfit did give me a strange feeling. I went on stage in this outfit. Just as I reached the front, the stage lights suddenly became incredibly bright, illuminating my almost naked body as white as snow. My long legs, high breasts, rounded buttocks, and mysterious lower abdomen were displayed without reservation before the audience! Thinking about this, I suddenly felt that inexplicable urge again.
The audience, already stunned by the continuous stream of sexy performances, stirred again upon seeing me, followed by a flurry of flashes. "Take them! Take them!" I thought, my mind a jumble of emotions. Although I had posed nude for many photos before, that was in a relatively private setting. This was different. Now, there were countless reporters, countless cameras, and through them, I felt exposed to the entire world! In previous fashion shows, I had worn some sexy outfits on the runway, but those were limited to transparent clothing. While others could see my breasts, the outer layer of clothing always made me feel somewhat secure. I had also participated in lingerie shows before, appearing on the runway in thongs, but those thongs were much larger than this one. I could wear a smaller thong underneath to prevent any wardrobe malfunctions. This time, it was different. These were so small; I couldn't wear anything underneath. I was like a symbolically naked person, merely covering my private parts, exposed to all kinds of gazes and cameras. Finally, designer Director Jin appeared. Amid applause and flashing lights, a smug look on his face as he bowed several times to the audience. Suddenly, he walked over to me, put an arm around my waist, and waved to the audience with a grin.
This abrupt action made me a little uncomfortable, but I quickly adjusted. This was a stage, a performance; I couldn't ruin the entire show over something small, especially since it was the final part. As a model who frequently performs, I had that much professionalism. With Director Jin's arm around me, I took the opportunity to sway my hips slightly, flashing a charming smile. The lights flashed again… Director Jin's show was a huge success; "Freud's Vision" made him a household name in the fashion world. And as promised, I received a very substantial payment. Of course, life went on as usual. With my looks, I had every opportunity to become famous. But I didn't like that kind of life under the spotlight; it made me lose many things authentically. Every move you make in your life can potentially cause you trouble. Thinking about this, I can't help but appreciate my life at the art academy. It's peaceful and carefree. Of course, there are always some minor disappointments. But no one's life is perfect. On the campus path, Director Jin suddenly appeared and stopped me as I was heading home. "Teacher Lin, thank you for your help. My fashion show was a great success," Director Jin said. "You've said that so many times already. You're not going to say it every time you see me, are you?" I said with a laugh. "Oh, no! I'm just grateful to you." "No need for that. You're the designer, success is yours. Besides, there were so many models at the show, I was just one of them." "But you're the most important one! Everyone in the industry says your appearance was the highlight of the entire show, and you're the model who best embodies the essence of my design." I said to him, not amused, "What nonsense about essence? It's just about wearing as little as possible! I'm practically naked! I'm afraid people will say I'm being lewd." "No, no, that's called sexy! And a kind of sexy that only you can interpret." "Alright, alright, whatever you say, I don't have time to chat with you, I'm going home." I said impatiently. Director Jin stopped me again, saying, "Hey, wait a minute, I haven't told you the most important thing yet." I stopped, and Director Jin told me that he planned to write an article about the design ideas of the clothes shown at this show and publish it in a prestigious international magazine. However, he needed some photos to attach to the article and wanted me to take some for him. "So many cameras took so many photos at the press conference, why take more?" I asked him. "I've looked at them, and the photos taken at the press conference all have some flaws. I don't think the effect is good enough. I'd like to ask you to be the model and take a few more good ones," Director Jin replied. "I think you're the best model! This is going to be published in an internationally authoritative magazine! Please help me one more time!" Seeing that I didn't speak, Director Jin went on and on with persuasion, pleading, and flattery. After listening to his rounds, I agreed. This guy is particularly good at pestering, and I'm actually a little afraid of him. After agreeing on the time and place for the photoshoot, Director Jin left with a smile, and I went home. I slept in late on Saturday. I practiced martial arts every day, which was quite tiring. I usually don't dare to relax, so I can only take a break every now and then. Zhang Xinmu got up very early and I don't know where he went. I vaguely remember that he told me early in the morning that he had something to do and wouldn't be coming home today. Last night was another rushed encounter. I barely felt anything before Zhang Xinmu finished and turned over to sleep, leaving me incredibly annoyed.
After rolling around on the bed a few more times, I looked at the clock and it was already past ten! I remembered I was supposed to be a model for Director Jin today, and I almost missed it. I rushed to Director Jin's house after getting up, and he was already prepared. His house is very large, and his wife works in another city, so he has many empty rooms. Today, Director Jin had prepared one of them as a photography studio, waiting for me. While waiting for me, Director Jin was probably looking through the nude photo album we took for the college last time, because when I entered the studio, I saw that the album was open and lying face down on a table, with a chair next to it.
Seeing me staring at the album, Director Jin immediately explained, "Oh, just looking at it, trying to learn some photography techniques." That's when I realized that Director Jin was going to take the photos himself today. "Are you sure your photography skills are up to par?" I had never seen Director Jin with a camera before, so I became suspicious of him. "Don't worry, I'll make sure you look your best in the photos. Have a seat, I'll get you a coffee." With that, Director Jin swayed his obese body and left the studio. I sat down in the chair, picked up the album of nude photos lying on the table, and glanced at it.
My face flushed, and my heart raced. It turned out that before I arrived, Director Jin had flipped to the photo album where I had my buttocks raised high, exposing my entire private parts. And then, the shoot began. I took off my outer clothes in a dressing room set up in a corner of the studio, put on the outfit from "Freud's Conception," and posed in various ways in front of Director Jin's camera. Director Jin seemed to have some skill in photography; he handled the camera quite well. He shot from many angles, especially focusing on the back. He said: "The back is an important part of my clothing."
Clearly, domestic fashion photographers are all idiots who can only shoot from the front, and Director Jin was very dissatisfied with that.
This time, the outfits being shot were all very sexy—thin, see-through, and small. In many photos, I showed off my firm breasts, or my lower abdomen covered by a tight pair of panties. Director Jin's gaze was lecherous, making me feel like a lamb being watched by a hungry wolf. But it didn't matter; he had already seen everything about me when we took nude photos for the college last time. Later, I stopped going into the dressing room when changing clothes and simply changed in front of Director Jin. Let him see to his heart's content! Being beautiful isn't my fault!
Director Jin said, "We've taken the last set." I took off the clothes from the previous shoot, standing under the lights shirtless, wearing only a small thong, waiting for Director Jin to bring out the clothes. But Director Jin didn't move while looking at me. Instead, he said, "Teacher Lin, take off your panties." "What!" I asked him in surprise, "Weren't we taking costume photos? We didn't say we were taking nude photos." "It's not about taking nude photos, it's about you wearing this!" Director Jin said with a grin, then took out something. I looked closely and realized it was the extremely sexy pair of panties I had worn at the press conference that day. I said irritably, "You want to film this too?" "Of course! This is the highlight! Hurry up, this is the last set." I took the thong and instinctively headed towards the changing room, but then I thought for a few seconds and stopped, standing under the spotlight. I took off the thong I was wearing, once again completely naked in front of Director Jin. Director Jin stared intently at me, his gaze suggestive.
I noticed this page was frequently turned; this lecherous fat Jin must be flipping through this page all the time!
I glared at him lightly, then bent down to put on those tiny pants. This time, I even skipped the silk scarf I'd been wearing, leaving my breasts completely exposed under the light. After taking a few photos standing up, Director Jin asked me to strike that kneeling pose with my buttocks sticking out high. I was a little annoyed, but I complied anyway. As soon as I got into position, Director Jin came up to me. He actually went behind me, put his hands between my legs, and forcefully spread them apart, saying, "Spread your legs wider!" I said to him irritably, "Just tell me what you want me to do, don't try to take advantage of me." Before I could finish speaking, Director Jin pressed down on my waist with one hand and placed the other between my legs, on my genitals, and forcefully lifted them up, saying, "Higher!" His thumb was pressing against my vaginal opening! Just as I was about to speak, Director Jin returned to the camera stand and said, "Okay, that's it, don't move!" I lay on the ground, looking at Director Jin's fat, lecherous face, feeling utterly helpless as he took advantage of me. After taking a few shots with the stationary camera, Director Jin picked up another camera hanging around his neck and started taking pictures of me from different angles.
That damned scoundrel moved behind me again. I knew what he was going to do. I really didn't want him taking pictures of me from behind; my thong was so small, the back of my labia would definitely be exposed, and the frenulum around my buttocks was so thin and transparent, my anus would definitely be clearly visible... But I still let Director Jin take pictures of me from behind. My feelings were quite complicated. I hesitated for a moment, and then the shutter in Director Jin's hand clicked a few times.
Finally, it was over! I stood up from the ground and breathed a long sigh of relief. Director Jin smiled broadly and very attentively brought me a glass of water. I simply sat down on the chair next to him without changing my clothes, took a sip of water, and rested for a bit. "How was it, Director? Pretty good as a model, right?" "Of course! Of course! Professor Lin is the best model in the world! You should really find a modeling agency and make her a world-renowned supermodel!" "Director, you're up to your old tricks again! You must have some ulterior motive! But these photos are only for your academic articles, not for any other purpose!" "Of course! I'm not that immoral. But, occasionally I'll show them off to feast my eyes." "You scoundrel!" I was speechless with anger. Finally, I said, "Alright, it's getting late, I should go!" With that, I stood up, took off Director Jin's "masterpiece," and prepared to put on my clothes and go home. Just as I put on my old thong, suddenly, a pair of hands grabbed me from behind.
It was Director Jin! This fat pervert, what was he trying to do? "Director, what are you doing?" I asked in surprise, struggling. "Professor Lin, you're so charming! I can't take it anymore!" the fat man panted. His hands were already tightly covering my breasts. "Mmm...mmm...Director, you...you can't do this! Mmm..." I struggled and whispered to him, afraid someone outside would hear.
But my struggles were useless; Director Jin was very strong, and he held me tighter and tighter, almost immobilizing me. He whispered in my ear from behind, "Teacher Lin, I've missed you so much! You have to give yourself to me, I'll make you happy!" I struggled helplessly a few more times, but my strength waned, and I could only whisper, "No...mmm...don't do this..." At this moment, a strange feeling rose within me—humiliation, terror, but also a bit of anticipation. Seeing that my resistance was gradually weakening, Director Jin freed one right hand and began to caress my entire body.
"Mmm...uh...no...mmm..." Director Jin rubbed my breasts with one hand and gently rubbed my nipples with his fingertips, while his other hand roamed over my body, first my high nose, then my shoulders and abdomen. Oh my god, that hand slid down to my thigh! It was moving towards the inside of my legs! "Mmm...no...no..." I was still instinctively refusing, but my resistance was powerless, merely a symbolic writhing. My voice grew softer and softer, almost a moan.
The shame and fear remained, but the desire grew stronger, even giving me a sense of pleasure from Director Jin's hand. I could feel something harder pressing against my buttocks. Director Jin's hand touched my genitals through my underwear, then slipped his hand inside, heading straight for my crotch. "Teacher Lin, your pubic hair is so soft!" Director Jin's hand reached my triangle area; he stroked my pubic hair a few times before continuing downwards. Good heavens! His hand touched my labia! His fingers rubbed back and forth on my labia, while his other hand gently rubbed my nipples. Waves of tingling sensations washed over me, stimulating me until I felt hot all over, my face flushed. The fear in my heart was gradually diminishing, the shame remained, but the desire and pleasure clearly took over. Of course, I still instinctively showed restraint and refusal.
I twisted my body, trying to get rid of Director Jin, and kept saying "No...no." Director Jin touched me even more brazenly after hearing this, saying as he touched me, "You still say no, all you do is wiggle your butt, and your little hole is so wet, you're thinking about me, aren't you!" Hearing these words in my confusion, I suddenly sobered up a bit. I used my strength to break free from the unsuspecting Director Jin. "No! I can't do this..." I said to Director Jin, my face red and panting.
But before I could finish speaking, Director Jin suddenly rushed over, picked me up, almost naked, and carried me out of the photography studio. I struggled a few times, but it was useless. Although I am 1.78 meters tall, for professional reasons, I have always carefully maintained my figure, making myself appear tall and slender, so I am not very strong. Director Jin, who is only about 1.7 meters tall, is all muscle, and when he uses his strength, I am no match for him. Finally, I could only be like a helpless lamb, letting the burly Director Jin hold me in his arms.
Director Jin carried me into another room, his bedroom. Once inside, he threw me, now powerless and without will to resist, onto a large bed, then stood beside it, lecherously watching me. Lying on the bed, my heart pounded, my body felt hot, my face flushed, and I could only pant. I saw Director Jin begin to undress. He quickly stripped naked, his muscular physique laid out before me. And his penis, already hard and erect atop a tuft of dark hair. That thing was quite large.
Although boys often wore tight pants that made their penises stand out during dance rehearsals, I had never seen anyone other than my husband's penis so directly before. Director Jin's nakedness filled me with immense humiliation. I pursed my lips and buried my head in the sheets. Actually, I had every opportunity to resist when Director Jin was undressing, but by then I had lost the will to resist. Instead, I was just waiting for things to happen. Although I was still quite scared and conflicted.
Director Jin, now naked, climbed onto the bed and pressed himself against me. He turned me over, placed his hands on my breasts, and began rubbing my nipples with his fingertips, while his mouth kissed my face. I didn't reciprocate his kisses, nor did I resist. The rubbing of his fingertips on my nipples produced a strong, tingling sensation, which made my nostrils flare. I was aroused! After kissing my face for a while, Director Jin's mouth moved down to my lower body.
Soon he sucked on one of my nipples and rubbed it rapidly with his tongue. The stimulation from rubbing my nipple with his tongue was much stronger than from rubbing it with his fingertips, and with Director Jin also rubbing my other nipple with his hand, the combined sensations made me increasingly excited. I tilted my head back, closed my eyes tightly, flared my nostrils, and pursed my lips, completely enjoying the sensations Director Jin was giving me. I still felt humiliated, but I had no desire to resist anymore.
Director Jin's other hand slipped inside my panties and began to caress my genitals. The sensation intensified! This was it! I could no longer control myself, and moans of "Mmm...Mmm..." escaped from my nostrils.
I swayed my hips, cooperating with Director Jin's caresses of my genitals. Director Jin's head moved down again, kissing and moving until it reached my inner thighs. After kissing my thighs a few times, he suddenly lifted my buttocks with his hands and quickly removed the last piece of clothing on my body—my underwear. I actually pulled my legs back slightly, cooperating with him to remove my underwear! Now I was completely exposed to Director Jin's lustful eyes again! Director Jin spread my legs, bringing his eyes close to my genitals for a close look, his hands constantly alternating between caressing my thighs and genitals, making me even more excited. Director Jin played with my labia a few times with his fingers, then brought his face closer and began to kiss them.
My God! Even my husband, Zhang Xinmu, had only touched that area; no one had ever kissed me like this before. I bit my lip in excitement. Director Jin kissed me with great passion and excitement; I could hear the sounds of his sucking. The tingling sensation he gave me when he kissed my genitals was overwhelming! Director Jin paused, grabbed my legs, flipped me over, then lifted me up by the waist, making me kneel on the bed with my buttocks raised high, facing him. My whole body went limp, obediently letting Director Jin do as he pleased.
Director Jin leaned in from behind and kissed my genitals again. This time he also stuck out his tongue, forcefully pushing against my vaginal opening. My excitement reached a climax. I moaned "Mmm...mmm...mmm," and gently twisted my buttocks. Director Jin then used his fingers to caress my anus, another unprecedentedly intense stimulation! My anus had never been touched by anyone else! Not even my husband. I was completely conquered by Director Jin! For a long time, I hadn't enjoyed a complete sexual experience, let alone one as stimulating as today's. Director Jin's patient caresses contrasted sharply with my husband's haste. A long-awaited desire in my heart was greatly satisfied today. Director Jin used both his hands and mouth to play with my genitals and anus for a long time before stopping. He flipped me over again like a piece of cloth. He half-pressed onto me, pausing his movements. I was held in his arms, panting heavily. Taking advantage of his pause, I needed to rest a bit. It had been so long since I'd experienced such passion; it was truly overwhelming. Director Jin looked at me with a lecherous grin. He brought his face close to mine and said, "Teacher Lin, your body is so perfect! You're so sexy! I dream of making love with you! Look how hard my little brother is." He then took my hand, urging me to touch his manhood. I pulled my hand back as soon as I touched it. I ignored this lecherous man and turned my face away. A sliver of self-respect remained within me. "Oh, still embarrassed at this point? Look at you just now, moaning and wriggling your ass—you clearly enjoyed me playing with you. And your little hole, I wonder how much juice it's flowing out. But it tastes pretty good." Director Jin's lewd words made me blush deeply, overwhelmed with shame. I pushed him away. "Ugh! You haven't taken enough of me!" "Haha, for a beauty like you, taking this little bit isn't enough." Seeing my answer, Director Jin's interest was piqued again. He laid me flat, climbed on top of me, spread my legs, and reached down to caress my genitals again. I quickly became aroused again and moaned. After a while, Director Jin lowered his hips and pushed hard. My God! His penis pierced my vagina! I had finally become the complete captive of this lecherous Director Jin! He fucked me! I didn't resist!
After Director Jin entered my vagina, my vagina immediately felt incredibly full. Therefore, when he entered, I not only didn't resist, but also moaned excitedly. Director Jin's fat body began to rhythmically thrust into me. With his thrusts, pleasure surged from my vagina, spreading throughout my body and reaching my heart. These pleasures made me lose control, and I began to moan and writhe in rhythm with Director Jin. I pursed my lips, closed my eyes, and savored the pleasure.
The pleasure of having sex with other people was so intense. Director Jin truly lived up to his reputation as a lecher; he was quite skilled at it. His rhythm varied, his penetration depth varied, and his hands and mouth constantly caressed other parts of my body. Sometimes he would suddenly increase the force of his thrusts, causing my slender body to tremble as his massive frame slammed against me, and the point where we were joined made a "smack...smack..." sound.
"Mmm...ah...mmm..." I moaned incessantly, feeling like I was dying from pleasure. Compared to him, my husband was truly awful! Director Jin flipped me over, wanting me to lift my buttocks. I obediently did so, and he thrust his penis into my vagina from my raised buttocks.
"Mmm...ah...mmm..." I moaned.
"Mmm...my little darling, your pussy feels so good!...so good!...mmm..." Director Jin also spoke, and from his voice, it was clear that he had expended a lot of energy.
"Mmm...mmm..." I could only moan incessantly... Director Jin fucked me in this position for a long time. He jumped off the bed, stood on the floor, then pulled me to the edge of the bed, made me put my legs on his shoulders, and thrust into me again... Director Jin made me stand on the floor too, bend over and hold onto the edge of the bed with my hands, then he fucked me from behind... After what seemed like a long time, we were back to doing it on the bed. Director Jin suddenly increased the rhythm and force of his thrusts, making gurgling sounds, then he thrust with all his might, and I felt a warmth inside my vagina, he ejaculated inside me!
"Mmm...mmm..." I hadn't fully recovered from the orgasm, and I still moaned softly a few times. Director Jin's fat body pressed down on me, and it took him a long time to turn over.
After a while, he turned over again and hugged me. This time, although I turned my back to him, I still obediently snuggled into his arms. Director Jin gently stroked my thighs and buttocks while smiling and saying, "Teacher Lin, you've given me such pleasure! I haven't lasted this long in ages!" Seeing that I ignored him, he added, "Don't be like that. You were so excited just now, look! Your pussy is still wet!" He then touched my genitals and moved his hand to my buttocks. I could feel his hand was wet. He really could feel moisture in my genitals! I still ignored him, and he then moved to touch my breasts. "Teacher Lin's body is so beautiful, her face is like a fairy's, her breasts are firm and perky, the perfect size, her waist is so slender, and her legs are straight, long, and so strong, she really has no flaws..." "I've been longing for your figure for so long, watching you practice dancing, and seeing you take nude photos last time, it all gets me so excited..." "I've been thinking about sleeping with you for a long time, but I've never had the chance. You married that spineless Zhang Xinmu, it's such a waste of a beautiful flower! Luckily I got to sleep with you before you gave birth, otherwise it would have been even more of a waste!..." I finally couldn't help myself and retorted to him irritably, "You bad guy!" "Haha! I'm just going to play a trick on you!" Director Jin, now full of energy, suddenly laid me flat and pressed himself against me again. His mouth and hands began to roam over my body again… Director Jin’s thrusts were as powerful as ever, and the intense climax completely robbed me of my usual composure and restraint. Like a harlot, I cooperated with him, obediently adopting several positions. When he indicated that he wanted me on top, I actually sat on him, even using my hand to guide his penis, aligning it with my vaginal opening, and then I sat down, letting his penis fully penetrate my body… Afterwards, we lay there for a long time. Once
I calmed down a little, a complex feeling arose in my heart. After all, I had sex with someone outside of my marriage! And with such a lustful person! Although I am a very open person and like to show off my sexiness, I have never thought of being a promiscuous person. I am an artist, and there is always some elegance in my blood.
But at that moment, I couldn’t control myself. I couldn’t resist my desires. I don’t know why, maybe it’s because I was born with such desires, or maybe it’s because these desires are rarely satisfied! What I thought about most was: My God, I was played by Fatty Jin, and twice in a row. 8. After lying down for a while, Director Jin said he was hungry. Hearing him say that, I also felt quite hungry. Looking at my watch, I realized it was almost afternoon! Director Jin insisted on taking me to a restaurant for lunch. I declined briefly, but then agreed. Director Jin drove his car to the apartment building entrance, and I quickly got in. Although the restaurant was upscale, our meal didn't last long. I said I was tired and wanted to rest. Director Jin didn't say much, immediately paid the bill, and drove me back to the college. But he didn't take me home; instead, he took me to his. I reluctantly went into his house, and he eagerly made love to me again. Afterward, I was really tired and unknowingly fell asleep on Director Jin's bed…
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