So far I really haven't made any friends, but I've been asked out already. By a student though, which, yuck. What is it about me that screams slutty...professor? Other than the facts that I'm slutty and a professor, obviously. You know what I mean, I'm sure.I miss you so much already, but I'm so busy that it's hard to have time to think about it. It wouldn't have taken me so long to sit down and write this if I weren't. Everything about this is hard. My job is hard, experiencing a new. I lift the glass to my mouth and allow the liquid to pool on my tongue. The notes hit my tastebuds with a rush of excitement. Quickly taking another sip I know this night is just what I needed. I busy myself in the kitchen making some dinner. Joss is still belting it out over the speakers. I am certainly feeling the wine right now. My body is warm and flush as I dance around the kitchen singing loudly. Suddenly I'm flooded with a memory. My skin grows hotter, yet fills with goosebumps. . Then i stroked inside her with more pace, Madhu was moaning loudly…aaaaaaaahhhhh ooohhhhh…mmmmmmmmmaaaa……yaaaa…ooohhhhh….This time i released my come inside her pussy. For some moments she felt my hot cum inside her and kissed me deeply. I released more, fucking her with more strokes inside her in and out. But then after 2-3 mins she said you have cum in me and i can get pregnant, so i tried to lick and suck my cum from her pussy. I tried but it was too little. I have fucked her too deeply and. In all of the classes that we shared she seemed to sit by me. It seen that the one thing that I could do was make her laugh.At first we were friends. Soon we started to go out and then we shared that special moment when we gave ourselves for the very first time.But time changes things. After school we went to different colleges, sure there were phone calls but as time went on they became fewer and shorter.Then one day they stopped altogether. After many months of not hearing from her I tried to.