A student comes to a young professor’s office hours. She glances down the hall, closes his door, and kneels pleadingly.



“I would do *anything* to pass this exam.” She leans closer to him, flips back her hair, and gazes meaningfully into his eyes.

“I mean…” she repeats, “…I would do…*anything*.”

He returns her gaze. “Anything?”

“*Anything*.”


His voice softens. “*Anything*??”

“*Anything*.”

His voice turns to a whisper. “Would you…*study*?”