Standing on legs, that where apparently made of jello, I picked up my clothes and took my time to put them on.
When I had put my clothes on, I turned around and looked into a mirror hanging on the wall, just to be sure that I looked like nothing had happened.
“Get the f**k out”
He growled at me.
I smoothed a stray of hair out.
Turned to him and slowly made my way towards him.
Sat down on the desk.
“I’ll leave when I see fit”
He stood up and his eyes were on fire with anger.
I looked calmly up at him.
“What’re you going to do? f**k me again? Strangle me? Kill me? Go ahead Professor”
My eyes never leaving his.
He slumped down into his chair.
I licked my lips.
“Why aren’t you running?”
He asked, having an amazed look on his face.
“I have experienced worse Professor”
My words
