Dear Dr. S, 
I have so enjoyed being your graduate student these past two years. i mean it. You have inspired me. You have encouraged me. You have taught me the meaning of dilligence, hard work, and patience. You have supported the growing thought in my mind to pursue my doctorate and to take up the academic life. I also appreciate your honesty with me. Knowing my successes were my own, you are so even handed and focused on content, not on the writer. 

I have something of a proposition for you. Quite literally, that is what it is. I know you are married. I awknowledge that fully. I just want to let you know that if ever you had any thoughts on the subject, or inkling as to a mutual attraction, you were not misguideed. 

Let me put it this way: Please come over to my apartment. I would like to FUCKING ride on your FUCKING-COCK. Among other things. Other things being related to my current *oral fetish* I am home every day between 4 and 7 p.m. and live by myself. This invitation stands through the next six weeks, and then I will be moving to Georgia. 

My address is 1218 Kierson drive #347B. It is three blocks from campus. Probably on your way home on a given day. 

If you wish, it could be a regular thing through to the end. I have no problem with that. I am still single after breaking up with Erson last month. 

If this does not interest you in the least, please disregard. Any activities or communication between us  will, of corse, go unspoken.

-Lisa