Quickly I put everything away, trying to erase the images from my mind, and put the plate into the microwave to heat. It was then that I heard a nois... in the hallway. It was Ryder. He walked into the kitchen, now wearing just a pair of boxer shorts. He was all lean muscle, very similar in body type to Marc, but his hair was dark and messy, and he had a kind of swagger that was very different from Marc. He was certainly no college football hero. He gave me a half grin, not at all shy about what. I lay there for some time listening for any sound, but the house was empty.I don’t know how long I had been there, it could have been an hour or more, or it could have been just ten minutes, all sense of time had evaporated as I lay in darkness, shackled to the bed. Suddenly, I heard a vacuum cleaner start up somewhere in the house. After a while it stopped and I strained to listen for any sounds. The hoover started up again for a short time, then stopped once more. Oh, I get it, I thought, she. Mujhe to kaise kaise lagne laga use dekh kar, phir maine apna land ko chadi se bahar nikala or land sirf paint ke niche tha,mere paint ko uppar tent(tambu) ki tarah uttha kar.Main ne jan bujh kar table se bahar ake uske samne se gujar gaya, usne mera land ko dekha usi ke samne maine kuch paper aur printer ko saff bhi kiya.Usne mere land ko ghur ghur ke dekha. Kuch der bad main apne jagah chala gaya. Wahan daith ke porn movie start kiya, aur apne paint se apna land nikal ke muth marne laga, aur. Wonderful as it sounded, it quickly became ho-hum -- even with theinevitable pretty young-girl crushes. Not to mention, once I beganteaching, I was caught up in the science. Science and math trumpeverything, at least with me. Most of them realized that they couldexercise or fuel their crushes by studying and learning the material.This particular day began normally and routinely. During lunch in thefaculty lounge, I overheard a couple other male teachers discussing astudent and her.