As I opened the bottle of wine the boys were still giggling about the taxi drivers’ reaction to seeing my stocking tops and knickers. “Do you ...hink he had a camera phone?” Nikki chuckled. “I bet he did.” James the skinhead teased as I handed him his glass. “And I bet he’ll have the pictures all over the internet by now!” “What do you mean ‘on the internet’?” I drunkenly quizzed them. They looked at each other conspiratorially. “On the pervy voyeur sites.” Nikki grinned. I shook. You're the only one on campus that treats me like I'm special." "Well, you are special to me, Dear." I looked at her beautiful face, and thought about that wonderful, talented, sexy mouth of hers. I felt my dick stirring, again, and thought that maybe later I could explain to her about student crushes on teachers. At that moment, there was something else on my mind. I opened my arms and she pressed into me. I walked her down the hall, to the bedroom. Her eyes searched my face as I opened her. I asked her what that could be, and shesimply said, you are well aware now that I like ladies, and I reallydon't want to spend my life living with a husband, but need a wife. Iwas a bit shocked at this, but she went on to say, don't worry, you arewell along that path already and we will work on it together, and aslong as you continue to make some progress, all will be wonderful! Iwas a still a bit concerned, but she went on to say that the churchladies will all be there to help you along as. In her hand was a bill and she said I was to pack up my things and leave! I did!Then I was staying in a B&B in Birmingham and left out an escort mag. When I got home the mag was in the same place, which was a shame as it meant that no-one had looked at it, but when I looked in it all the women had their bits covered by a black felt tipped pen!The following morning the landlady said to me over breakfast and in front of everyone, that those types of magazines demeaned women and I ought to be.