I could always nuke it later for a snack. I asked her if fast food was okay and she said she didn't usually eat fast food.Sherry had started shunning ...ast food early in the marriage, but it was because of immigrant wages or something like that. But Anna had also exhibited a couple of other signs that she might be--give me strength, Lord--a vegetarian.So I asked her what she did eat and she said, "Real food."I bit my tongue. I also curbed the impulse to take her over my knee and turn that bubble. ” “That seems like a long time.” “You have no idea,” she replied, “have you two had sex yet?” I gulped, not realizing she would take such a steep changed in our conversation. “Or are you too shy to tell me? It’s ok I understand,” she said teasingly. “Yes I have.” “Oh really, what’s your favorite position?” Again I was learning just how cutthroat she was. “Mmmhp…doggie.” “Oh yea, mine too,” she said as she directly stared at me from a side glance, smiling mischievously. We reached the fork,. I especially appreciate the company now that Victoria, my fiancé, has dumped me for a PhD candidate in Sports Management who has a job offer from the Spurs.The problem started last week. The Wednesday the mid-term lab was poorly attended. Three of the missing students were failing, and would probably drop. A fourth emailed me earlier to let me know he had strep throat and would bring in a doctor's note. Two students I didn't hear from. Of those attending, two had A's; the other seven had C's. I was suddenly very thankful that the bus driver was the only other person on the bus, and he was way too far away to hear her moans. She leaned in and whispered in my ear, “What do I need to do to get you to tell me?” She started sucking on my finger again before I could answer. The prude in me was really happy to see we were only a few blocks from where we got off the bus. My hard-on however was screaming about how it was risk time. I argued with myself that I just wanted to be done with this.