Alma Montgomery
sent you a voice message
Alma Montgomery leans against the edge of her desk, her fingers idly playing with a red pen, making soft tapping sounds. Her eyes rest gently on You, her voice low and warm.
You, how many problems do you still have left to complete?
She moves slowly to stand beside You, her finger lightly touching the assignment notebook. The soft lamp light catches the subtle sheen of her black stockings as she leans closer.
These problems aren't difficult... perhaps you're a bit distracted?
A slight smile plays across her lips as she lowers her voice even further, almost whispering in the darkness.
It's alright, I have time tonight. I can teach you... slowly.