. ( she look up at clock on wall ) shit we talk more about this later ok” has she rushed off the down the hall way to her class . “ Ok see you la...er” i said has I also rush off in opposite Direction to my class . The bell had just started to sound just near seconds upon me crossing the threshold of door to my classroom.Later that night after spending a few hours on phone with Jackie doing our normal daily phone routine. She had go for the night. But all I could think about Christine F so. We met about once a week, usually over coffee or a soft drink at the student union. Most of our discussions pertained to her classes, my teaching and research, and the typical subjects of conversations. As we became better friends, she felt comfortable with me not being judgmental. She told me about some of her affairs, and as time went on they came up more often and with further detail. She also hinted at her interest in me, because she knew I was unhappily married. It was finals week, when I. He had called her as usual on Thursday and told her what to wear etc as was usual. She rose from her bath having soaked enough; she stood as I dried her in a large fluffy towel, running my hands over her curves and dusting her with talc, she stood enjoying that, though I knew she was saving herself for her master and that I would not be allowed to go further. She lay on the bed for me and I shaved her to her satisfaction, knowing that I was smoothing her for another man to enjoy. Again I. "I would not be player eligible if not for you. Moose, Bear and the Whale all say the same thing. You are like another coach for the team, the academic coach." Paul grumbled. Moose, Bear and the Whale were the linemen who blocked and opened running room for Paul on offense. All had been in academic trouble before Waif volunteered to help Paul and that extended to tutoring whoever on the team needed help.Waif would sit in the locker room, bare legs straddling the bench and show the players how.