"Well, am I failing?" I asked, biting my lip. I looked down at his pants and saw a small bulge growing. I knew his mind was somewhere else. "No. You a...e one of my brightest students. I...I really just enjoy having you in class. Your essays are always on point and...and..." he stuttered off into silence as I shushed him. "I think I know what you want from me," I said sensually. He looked away and turned his chair so I wasn't in his direct view. I walked over to the front of his desk, so he was. I cant just ignore that much money, I said. She gets off the couch and sits on the coffee table in front of me. As she sits her skirt goes up a little bit more. She leans forward and again I get to see down her shirt. She looks at me and says, Please? Cant we work something out? I just stare at her in disbelief as she puts her hand on my knees and slowly moves them up lap. Was she offering me sex for the rent money? Couldnt be. Not wanting to loose my cool I said, Work something out? Like. ‘I’m sorry, it’s just…’ ‘No, its cool man.’ he interjected. ‘I know you not like that, I get it, let’s move on.’ he said, then smiling afterwards. If only he knew what happened last night…. Class went by slowly like it usually did giving me a chance to have a play a few games with Jamal…. and take notes at the same time. Mr. Howard gave us a new assignment to work on due next Monday and ended the class. ‘Yo’ man I don’t think I can do all these problems by myself.’ Jamal said flipping through. I asked her why she didn’t cry, and she simply responded that she spent all her tears on Catherine. I try not to cry at funerals. After my parents were buried, I promised my brother that I would be strong, strong like Albrecht. Albi, I called him back then. He hated that. ************* I drove Elena home after yet another day of school at Creekmount. ‘Alphonse,’ Elena said, as she watched the scenery go by. I responded, looking away from the road only long enough to make eye contact with her..