“Morning Wendy,” the faculty secretary said, as I checked my in tray, collecting its contents. It was time, my first counseling session of the mor...ing. I walked towards where I would give a lecture on student finances. The captain of the football team walked past in the opposite direction, talking to another foot-baller. Both young, and oozing testosterone.“Now that is a milf I’d like to fuck,” I heard him say after he’d past me. I smiled to myself, “and this milf would love you to fuck her I. Finally all that was left was to pack all my personal belongings, and put them in storage. On that day I had arranged to arrive at his house, so everything bar one dress and a pair of sandals was included. My rail ticket was purchased, and I had sufficient money in my hand for two taxis, so even my trusty handbag was stored away. I got to the station in good time, and walked round the corner to leave my keys with Julia’s receptionist, a day earlier than I had said. I wondered if it was obvious. ‘The red-headed woman with the crying kid?’ The woman nodded, instantly knowing who I was talking about. ‘Look, I’m #5, and I know #3 is going to be going in any minute now. Honestly, that girl is driving me crazy with the crying. Please? I’ll take my chances with whatever number she’s got, if she’s willing to trade.’ Still looking at me, the woman asked, ‘You’re sure?’ ‘I’m willing to take the chance. Besides, there’s only twenty spots, right? What are the odds?’ She shrugged, and said, ‘Hey,. Hell, we even have our own computers." Eloise laughed at this remark and it seemed to break the ice between the two of us. We then talked about what we wanted out of a relationship which was a chance to be with someone we were attracted to and who could fill our sexual needs. "Are you attracted to me?" I had to ask Eloise as I lean forward in the booth we were sitting in. When I asked the question there was a question in my mind whether or not she.