Always." They kissed again, and then Alicia stood next to the bed. She reached up and slid one of the thin straps supporting her nightgown down off he... shoulder, and then the other. A light tug on the hem of the gown pulled its top past the obstruction of her firm breasts, letting it slide down her body with a whisper to pool in the floor at her feet. Her small pink nipples were erect, poking out toward him in her arousal. The dim light in the room was enough to show just the slightest glimmer. ." was a phrase we heard quite often.Publish or Perish was the bane of existence for assistant professors but soon, a recurring line was appearing in scholastic journals, "I had my eyes opened to a new interpretation of John Donne's sonnet ... so and such ... by a brilliant new student."A recurring theme we heard, was, "What are you two children doing in this class? You need more than I can teach you. Let's take a walk to the Deans office."You Can test out of classes ... you have to pay for the. Once upon a time I was your age. At your age, there was no way I could have gone cold turkey for two weeks. I'd have had trouble managing two days."So, who does what, who moans the loudest, who thrashes the most... you just forget it, do you hear? I might add that in this room, there is exactly one person per bed, after lights out."If you wish to talk to a friend, you will come and sit at the tables and speak in lowered tones, and only for an hour. The only light will be the night-light in the. ."What's that?" I'd guess your company of marines decided to be... mmm... disagreeable." Don't you have to go help them?" I think I'll stay here," she looks me up and down, slowly, like a hungry wolf deciding which part of the wounded gazelle to devour first, "to stay and guard the booty. Captain's prerogative."In the back of my mind I know there's something significant about the marines, but her gaze is hypnotic. Her eyes are green, not the green of a forest glade, but of the shadows between.