a student. a teacher. you'd either expect a kinky love story which had no value or a relationship with no more than an ask of academic help. unfortunately that wasn't an option for anxiety ridden kimberly browne and words of velvet alex david.

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SLOWLY BUT GRADUALLY, I open my eyes and they flicker as I try to grasp who is around me. The bright light hits my eyes and I don't open my eyes too wide; it probably looked like I was squinting. 


"Kimberly?" Mr David spoke quietly and softly whilst he shook me gently with his large hand on my shoulder. 


After a few minutes of my eyes flickering, my eyes finally adjust to the light and I feel everything at last. My empty stomach, my dry throat and the tiredness, which always washed over me. He is sitting on the floor, his eyes completely parallel to mine. 


Mr David sighed in relief. "Thank god you're okay," he says and I furrow my eyebrows in confusion and sit up. 


I was laid on my living room sofa and there was once a cushion lay beneath my head. Propping myself on my elbows, I felt my elbows shaking weakly and Mr David notices this and holds my shoulders. 


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