“Jessica is the teacher’s pet and she knows it.”“Jerome,” Diana warned carefully.“Which professor?” I asked.“Doctor Barton,” Jerome ...aid. “He’s probably the best trauma surgeon in the Midwest, at least according to the third- and fourth-year students, and the Residents we talk to.”“Do you get time in the hospital already?” Clarissa asked. “It seems like you know it pretty well.”“Doctor Barton insists that medical students should be in the hospital as soon as classes start,” Jessica said. “He. You know, Robert and Hannah Silverman, the champion Doberman breeders. Oh, and there is Dale, a bisexual twink who’s a mutual fuckbuddy of Roger’s, mine, and Lacey’s so far. Talk about your kinky bastards! The man sucks toes like nobody’s business, can give a massage worth dying or even killing for, and is extremely versatile on the whole Top/bottom dynamic, even to the point of letting girls peg him.“Also, Melanie’s boyfriend, Earl. Yeah, she and I have worked together to break him free of his. "Now you're teaching me about a new way of living, too. I love you just as you are." I gave her a big grin, and snatched a Broadway tune out of my own memory. "And you're 'broad where a broad should be bro-o-o-ad.'"She jumped at me with yet another long, fabulous kiss.There was one other small, but immensely significant, difference to our evening from the previous ones. When we went to bed we again made love with as much fervor as on every night before, and finally collapsed beside each other. ”We kissed again, even more passionately than before, and she pulled me tight to her, as my hands combed through her long dark hair.“You’re so fucking hot,” I said, kissing round her neck, “what was it you wanted to show me?”“Everything,” she panted, her breathing becoming heavier and heavier. All of a sudden, with surprise dominance and control, she pushed me back down onto the bed, as she stood in front of me. I sat there and watched her pull the straps down off her shoulders, before slipping.