The New Professor
I was confused but got into the car. “What about Andrew?” He drove off. “I’ve already told Andrew and the babysitter will be there.” He looks good, his black tie an all-black suit. I nodded and looked down, fiddling with my ring. “Do you think they’ll call me a slut? “ he hissed and shook his head. “No, they wouldn’t dare. If they do then you tell me. And you’re an adult you shouldn’t worry about that.” I would simply tell them to mind their own business. “Where are you going?” I asked him. “To meet some new people.” He smiled, I nodded. “Baby, reach under the seat and grabbed that box.” I did as he told me and tilted my head. “Open it, and put that on.” I nodded and opened the box. It was a Gucci sweater. “God thank you I thought I would freeze to death.” I put the sweater on and smiled.
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