At the last minute, she moved slightly and kissed me on the cheek.“There you go, sweetie,” She said as she backed away leaving me breathless.After...a few more promptings, the boys came out and the four of us left for dinner.During dinner she and I each had a glass of wine. We agreed not to split a bottle. This was decided primarily because we each had two margaritas already. We also knew there was plenty of wine at home for later on.When we returned, the four of us played “Apples to Apples”. My. ”“He thought you and he were really raping Kuri?”“Yes, exactly” she said, Kuri nodding“One question, as I walked away you were ....busy with Kuri, was that part of his fantasy?”Miss Yummi smiled “I suggested it, I like that kind of thing, the client came again watching” Kuri also smiled and said ”I wish I could remember it”Miss Yummi said “You liked watching a rape and thought it was real. Didn't you”“Yes but you had sex with a student and are a prostitute. If we talk about this we all get in. The bus ride seemed slow to Clare. She tried to keep her mind on what she needed to do today, but her mind kept floating back to her father, who she at the moment just despised. After stopping for an iced coffee, and a bagel, Clare headed over to the production studio, and was surprised that it wasn't open at the moment. "Maybe I'm too early." She told herself, and noticed that there was someone moving around inside, through the slotted blinds that were put up. Trying the doorknob, Clare. He was delicious. He kissed me goodbye, took off to drop off my exam at the English Department and then left for Chicago in his Miata. I was delighted to have not only a new lover, but an advisor and protector. I was even more delighted when I swung by the English Department to check the grades in "Gender Roles." I had a 97.There is nothing so sad and depressing as a college campus between terms. The place was empty except for a few foreign students and people like me, stranded by.