Sleep With My Professor

le pouting his lips. We

hem, and I wouldn't have allowed them do anything more than touch me. They would have attempted to f

fter stopping at a nearby liquor sh

sidering all the parties we had throughout the years, it was surpris

tiny crate of booze bottles. Applause followed, raising them

uard at the entrance when I gave him the package.

hat s

ngers across my face. Most likely, sweat. You

hey spoke in a slurred manner and made lofty declarations, but I needed to go store thi

room and heard s

m that was meant to be in my room when the man backed out. I

. I questioned, "What are you doing?" "Wait

bedroom door by pushing me up against it. "You have avoided me. It als

s a member of the swimming team, as was Spencer. He was young. Before Spencer, I had only ever been with females, so he made the first move. When Spencer came out as bisexual, I just found out that he had been hooking up with a

going to end up together, I made the approach. It's not like she is unaware of my bisexualit

ou." I was only interested in one guy, and I detested the idea of wanting anything to do with him. Tonight when I saw the rage in his eyes, it rea

d. "Are you serio

hat I don't care, but when it counts

. But, he said, "what if I moved into

not understandin

them. However, offending someone to the point of crying wasn't who I was. I was the

And I really hope you'll respect t

n't sure whether he really understood it or if he wa

m as I walked awa

ttle wood wedge that I could kick under

ceiling as the low vibrating throb of dance

face before returning. Glitter was in everything these days, so nobody would really object, and I had probably used glitter in over