.” Caleb swallowed hard. “She’s my girlfriend man. Please.”“Oh.” Xavier said as if surprised. “You don’t like it?”Caleb shook his he...d.“Man,” Xavier laughed. “And here I thought you were such a bro who understood my pain and were willing to share and help me out.”“What?”Xavier frowned. “Don’t you know? I’m here volunteering. Your parents aren’t paying me any money to watch you. And right now, I could literally be anywhere around town, anywhere at all, banging the hottest chicks your adolescent. That’s when the bell rang. I met up with Caroline in the student parking lot, and we went to get something to eat. We went to the local restaurant, and we decided to eat on the balcony since it was warm out. We got a couple hamburgers and some sodas, and we talked about our day. When we were done eating we went back to my car. When we got in my car we talked about were we could go to fuck. Caroline was a very horny girl, even though she didn’t like to admit it. We decided to go to the power. Importantly, Jerome knew right from wrong. And when he didn’t, he did use scolding and punishments as an opportunity to learn the ways in which people wanted him to perform in specific settings, and this allowed him the freedom to choose whether to consciously comply or not comply. The control excited him. Ironically, he faced the same fight with his mind at times except he was the scolder. He was the defeated one that had given in trying to exercise control. Like a supply teacher in a lesson. He had come to my big city university from England on a sports scholarship, his athletic body radiating strength and power. He rested his head on a massive curled bicep as he shrugged back at me. "Have it your way, Mrs. Divine." The disrespect made me fume, buff bod or not, when I got Big Tim Donehy to myself, I was gonna make him my bitch. * When the last little slut in my class had managed to pry her face away from Tim and ass-wiggle her way out the door, I locked it behind her. "Okay.