If my opinion of you had changed last night, you would've been dis-enrolled at the ethics hearing."Burnside took it for granted that there would be no...further problems from Cecilia, no further academic crises or violations of university rules. The student's relationship with her mentor would return to normal, with the exception of a second round of physical discipline that loomed at the end of October. Cecilia knew a very unpleasant day awaited her at the end of the month. She correctly assumed. Look we are going to walk around, mingle and talk. Trust me you will get hit on and propositioned, especially in that outfit, but you can politely say no. As we walk around we will pass people doing things. You are going to see stuff a lot of different sexual things going on. Don’t judge, don’t stand gawking just be cool. You can definitely look but understand if you stop and stare, usually people take that as a sign for an invitation to what is going on. If you see someone you know, just be. Finally I hear your key in the lock. The door opens and a rush of freezing arctic air comes into our apartment. I hop up to greet you as I hear you call out for me. When I come around the corner, you are bent over unlacing the steel toed work boots. You’re shivering. I take you in my arms and kiss your so cold lips. ‘I’m so cold baby’ you say between chatters of your teeth. I take your hand and lead you to the washroom. I start a warm shower. I help you shed off the wet ice caked clothes. You. He laughed again. He pushed my Judo coat off my shoulders with a jerk and dropped it on the floor behind me. Undid his tough black leather motorcycle jacket and stood behind me. "Put this on now!", he said in a very stern tone. I put my arms in the leather jacket and he pulled it up over my shoulders. "Well, how does that feel?" He asked, pushing his strong upper body against my back. I thought I could faint spontaneously. The smell of that leather, the smooth and yet firm feeling, his scent so.