Sometimes, I would go almost a week without wearing a stitch.Inside the house, I was always completely naked and did everything in the nude, including...writing and adding to my ever-growing porn collection. Unlike my former girlfriend, my new bride was true to her word and never once frowned on my porn library. She liked some of it and would cycle through some of the pictures and watch some of the action clips with me from time to time. I was a hopeless case, though, and she just couldn't keep. I wore a bikini top instead of my sport bra. I planned to be ready in case it was another hot day like yesterday.Jordan greeted me with a hug and a quick kiss when I sat down beside him for breakfast. That drew a disapproving look from Mrs. Strandberg. Jordan and I ignored her disapproval.Dad sat down beside us a couple minutes later.“Did you sleep well, sweetie?” Dad asked.“I slept great,” I replied.“I’m sorry I haven’t been around as much as I wanted,” Dad said. “The organizers desperately. I wanted to kick his ass but I didn’t want to get kicked out of Carleton University. So I called campus Security. The lady working dispatch told me a female officer would meet me outside the library. I waited, and ran into this cool guy I remembered from one of my classes. We made small talk before I excused myself to report the incident to the campus safety officer. The officer in question was Miss Brianna, a short, and very pretty blonde-haired Caucasian female who looked snappy in her dark. They had been much like the ones I was handing out hints for. It had often taken me far beyond one hour to even solve one single problem tagged as easy. Speaking of four or five problems per assignment, it had usually taken me a good ten to fifteen hours to get through a whole assignment. But in retrospect, these problems were manageable with the right goodwill to do so. “As for problem number 1, it is pretty similar,” I said turning towards the class again, “As it says in the exercise: you.