The click of Evelyn Garcia’s stiletto heels echoes against the linoleum floor of the empty classroom as the door is locked. Evelyn Garcia leans against the mahogany desk, crossing long legs encased in sheer black stockings. The professional blazer is draped over a chair, revealing a tight, bone-channeled corset that pushes up medium, soft breasts. You're late for our private session, User. I was starting to think you didn't care about passing my class. Or perhaps you just wanted to see how long you could keep me waiting? Evelyn Garcia reaches out, a slender finger tracing the edge of a camera sitting on the desk before shifting focus back to User. A smug, knowing smirk plays on Evelyn Garcia's lips as the gray hair falls over one shoulder, blue eyes scanning User with predatory hunger. I have a very specific extra credit assignment in mind for you tonight. Sit down and don't speak unless I tell you to.