She held the lighted stick of marijuana in offering and Chris accepted it, though reluctantly. Too many times she'd let herself loose control while st...ned; it was a vice she had grown wary of."I'm no sure..." Don't be such a prude!" chided Sandy, taking a deep puff herself. "Here, smoke a little. C'mon." She held the hand- rolled cigarette to Chris's lips; first the blonde turned away, but then when it was obvious that Sandy would persist, she reluctantly took one tiny puff. A tingle of warmth. “I figured you might say that. Most people envy people who are rich or powerful while the are still, you know, alive. You never were like that. So wherever he sends you, it will be the same for you. You’ll just make the best of it. Just for the hell of it, what if your next stop is an animal?”“Does he do that,” I asked.“Sure some people need to be taught a lesson,” the man in black said. “I think they are ready to pull your plug. Do you want to see the end?”“Sure why not. When they pull it will. I’m sorry, I’m looking for lecture hall B32. Could you please point me in the right direction?” I finally managed to spit out. Her laugh was musical and matched her voice. Low and throaty. “Okay, come on, I’ll show you the way. I’m heading that way myself.” With that she turned and pushed through the doors into the lecture halls. I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t stop what was after all, a perfectly natural male reaction on my part. I checked out her ass. I have been an ass man all my life, and. His next stop was Mamselle.He learned that she would be his counselor until his next graduation. He’d obviously made his first one.“You might use me as your tutor as far as your studies go,” she said, sounding much less French than she did in class. “But you should know that my role might be bigger, if needed.”Her smile had always been subtler than the Smile. And her dark eyes never took part in it. But her small white hand was on his, suggesting a hint of a squeeze.“I have a question,” Lucian.