Diana's POV
I was going along the silent corridor in the department, my feet bouncing on the floor. It was time to leave, and everyone had. I was at the door with the name of Professor Donald on it. The feelings in my heart were through the rib. I did not knock, so I turned the knob over and forced it in.
The door opened and I was paralyzed. Donald stood behind his large desk, half undressed and his shirt hanging down his shoulders. He had just started undressing from his official working clothes. His chest was wide and kind of bald, and as my eye came down I noticed that his trousers were up around his ankles. He was just rolling around in black boxer briefs only, and even through the dainty material, I was able to notice the visibly large size of his body buildup.
“Diana,” he called m
