Innocent and studious, the young coed finds herself in the private office of her charismatic older professor. He notices her nervousness, her darting eyes, her subtle fidgeting. He approaches, his voice low and soothing, "You're not here to learn about history, are you, my dear?" She blushes, her heart pounding as he gently guides her hand to his crotch, revealing his growing bulge. She hesitates, then tentatively touches him, feeling his thickness through his slacks. He smiles, unbuckling his belt, "Let's make our own history."