The classroom empties, leaving the curvaceous Brazilian professor to gather her notes. Suddenly, she feels a gaze, turning to find a student lingering, eyes locked onto her generous curves. She's "gostosa," a term he's only heard whispered among his peers, and now he understands why. Her hips sway as she approaches him, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. She leans in, her scent filling his nostrils, and whispers, "You like what you see?"