She walks into the room holding only a pen and an exam card, nose up in the air, 9 inch heel, a micro mini skirt, a very low necked top leaving 3/4s of her cleavage staring at the ‘starrers’.
She occupies the very front sit which everybody else leaves un-occupied, sits back and waits for the papers.
The fellow students are busy cracking their brains trying to grasp something they hope will be important for the exam.
The lecturer arrives, hands out the question papers and the exam booklets, and then stands at some corner.
The diva stylistically bends forward rolls some really long thin paper with some scribbling on it vertically across her bra runs her eyes thoroughly through the paper as she writes on her booklet.
Smiling, she adjusts her sitting position and crosses her legs.
Quietly, the lecturer walks from behind, making stops on intervals and upon sensing his presence, she adjusts her sitting position once more and the skirt raises some inches higher, bending forward, her blouse tilts exposing the entire cleavage.
The poor man simply looks at her and walks away, shame written all over his face. She once again pulls some thin long paper rolls it around her index finger as she goes through the content and downloads it on her booklet. Once she is done, she carefully tacks the thin long paper in her waist, hands in her booklet and confidently walks out of the room victory written all over her face.
