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“Good, then you can tell me because I missed that last thing he said.”
“He said,” I begin realizing I have no idea what this professor said. “Something that will be in the class notes,” I say.
“Uh huh,” Teresa says. “What’s his name?”
“Who?”
“This isn’t veterinarian school, girl. Don’t be acting like an owl up in here,” she says and I almost bust out laughing. “The guy you met?”
“Who said I met anyone?”
“Well, let’s see,” Teresa says. “You were late to class, which you never are. You’ve been staring off into space, which you never do. And you haven’t taken so much as single note or heard one thing the professor said, which you always do. So,” she pauses. “I’ll ask again. What’s his name?”
“Just a man I met here at the university,” I say.
“A man, huh? Well you must have found the only one then, because I haven’t seen a single one yet. All I’ve seen are a bunch of boys and some grown boys who are taking a break from the real world to make some money calling themselves professors while they mess around most of the day. So if you found a real man, please do me a favor.”
“What’s that?”
“Ask him if he has a brother!” Teresa says.
“Ladies. Something you’d like to share back there?” the professor says.
“No, we were just discussing the global trade imbalance and how an increase in tariffs can affect consumer spending,” I say.
“Uh huh,” the professor says and the entire class laughs.
“Well, let’s keep the trade talks down or else I’ll have to ask you two to trade seats,” the professor says and then turns back to his blackboard and gets back to the lesson.
But there’s another lesson I’m much more interested in and that happens tonight.
I’m an eager student who’s ready to learn everything Bishop has to teach me.
And hopefully I’ll be both good and bad. Bad so I get spanked and have to do it all over again.
Because having my hands down his pants wasn’t enough. Now I need to hold that rock hard cock of his…inside my walls as he opens me for the very first time.
Chapter Fourteen
Bishop
I couldn’t stay focused at all today…at least not on my lesson plan.
I was completely focused on her. And while some might say that she was becoming a distraction I would say the opposite.
My job was becoming a distraction.
Why do we work anyways? To have purpose in our life? To make money so we can feed our families?
Well the only family I need right now is her and she gives me more purpose and fulfillment than anything or anyone else ever has.
So for the first time in my life my priorities are straight.
Life isn’t about all the things we think it’s about. It’s about that one person that makes you realize why you were put on this earth, and the lengths that you will go to make them yours.
I managed to get through my classes today. It wasn’t that hard in hindsight. I just brought up the topic of Elon Musk smoking week on The Joe Rogan Experience podcast.
Then I asked the question if drugs are beneficial for creative purposes or if the risk is too great, which we saw after Tesla’s stock price fell precipitously after the interview aired.
Tulane is widely regarded as the number one party school in the country, named so by numerous publications, so it wasn’t hard to find plenty of the boys in class taking the pro-drug side.
Personally, I was disgusted, but I let them say what they had to say.
And then, with only ten minutes left in class I brought up another topic.
Switching gears I threw out the idea that what if the feelings you have for another human being are the ultimate drug? That which can inspire men to build amazing things like bridges and buildings just to impress that one girl that they want more than anything in the world.
Most of the boys predictably dismissed it out of hand without giving it much thought.
The girls in the class grasped onto it right away though.
But the most interesting dialog was the internal one I was having with myself.
Had you asked me that question a week ago I would have sided with the boys. Ask me today and I’m clearly on the side of the women.
I feel like I’ve awakened from a deep sleep…it’s like I’ve been sleepwalking through life this entire thirty-eight years, and then suddenly…bam!
She comes along and shows me why I’m here.
To claim her. To make her mine. And to make a family together.
And that starts tonight at the Halloween party I’ve been planning at my house for weeks now.
At the time I planned it the goal was to get in good with the other faculty members so I could eventually get strong recommendations when it’s time for me to be considered for tenure.
