. hum ! very good.I tell them we can have more fun later. They explain me that they are "roommates ?" (co-locataires). They lives in the same flat. We...exchange our phone number, and I tell them I go to their flat one night this week ... They are cute (but a little spotty (don't sure the traduction) / Maybe they don't have lot succes with girls )I think I need to stay in contact. This is a good plan to get a threesome ... or involve some new players ... So .. I prepare a little game to do with. We could immerse ourselves in the culture. Discuss the themes of her work. Maybe... experiment with them. See what value they have.”The professor licked her lips. “I'd like that. Say... after classes?”“Oh, yes,” I said, my thumb massaging the back of her hand. “How about at your place? The college is just so... reserved for the subject we'll be discussing. I think a more... intimate location would work.” My cheeks burned as I said this. I couldn't believe these bold words were coming out of me,. Tracy gave me a pretty serious makeover, god bless her." "No cheerleading then?" "'Fraid not." "Damn!" he cursed. "So much for my million zillion fantasies of you in a pleated miniskirt waving your pompoms." "Hey, play your cards right and next Halloween I'll dress up as a cheerleader. A slutty cheerleader." Connor handed me a pair of skates in my size and we tiptoed out onto the ice rink--stumbling and staggering like a couple of toddlers learning to walk. Connor held onto the wall, I held. She pointed me back all the way down the hall behind her, the room so vast that it had two sets of doors as I approached it - one on the side of the space and one in the front. I walked in through the side and onto the floor.It was a very large room with high hung ceilings and a pair of wheel-able cameras sitting next to a long table with three or four leather chairs, two of which were occupied by Jack Furrow, the producer, and Brandon Shuman, the man who had tweaked my script to the studios.