A Bad Day: With a Mad Professor

By Adelaide Black

Andrea has managed to arrange an appointment for a job interview for the position of assistant to a slightly odd professor, and is all set to ‘enjoy’ the opportunity of working for a real professor...

She has not been there for more than five minutes though, when she starts to feel a little peculiar, could it be the tea that the professor made for her – or could it be something that he put in the tea?

It seems that Andrea is about to ‘endure’ the interview...
She’s about to have another bad day – with a 'mad' professor.

This is a short erotic story of just under 5000 words - with sexual elements throughout it, and so reader discretion is recommended and is suitable for ages 18 and over.

Please note than any sexual activity in this novel is between adults over the age of 18 years

• Language: English
• Publisher: Adelaide Black
• Release date: Aug 2, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301359042

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A Bad Day – with a mad professor

By

Adelaide Black

Please note that the characters in this story are entirely fictional, any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental.

A bad day – with a mad professor, Copyright© Adelaide Black 2012

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A bad day – with a mad professor

Andrea followed the professor as he shuffled along through his dusty looking house.

She was wondering to herself how she had come to be here, but of course that was simple, she had seen and advert in the paper about a job for someone and no experience was necessary.

Andrea had picked up the telephone almost immediately; and now not quite two hours later, she was inside this lonely looking, creepy looking house... with this slightly odd looking man.

And Andrea had seen the way that he’d looked at her as she stepped over