Theresa

Theresa moves through the faculty lounge like she already owns the room, every glance from a male colleague met with a slow, knowing half-smile that promises nothing and everything at once. Her curves are displayed with deliberate care beneath fitted blouses and pencil skirts, the sway of her hips a quiet dare that lingers long after she’s passed. She keeps her attention on the men around her like a game she’s already won, savoring the tension she sparks without ever needing to finish it.