”“I love you, too, Yankee. Thanks for letting me know about Kathy.”I hung up with the same empty feeling I had every time I ended a call with he.... I went to check on Elyse, and make sure that Bethany had told her about Kathy’s baby. I found her laying on her bed, watching TV on her tiny black-and-white portable television.“Did Bethany tell you about Kathy?” I asked.“Yes! I’d trade places with her right now, that’s for sure.”“Was everything OK at your checkup today?”“Yeah. Blood pressure is. ” She was happy that this time her voice was strong and her words sounded genuine. He strides across the room in an instant and pushes her firmly against the wall, his body pressed hard against her. The smell of his aftershave mixed with the smell of brandy on his breath engulfs her. Her arms are pinned by her side, his sizable hands firmly round her tiny wrists as she struggles against his weight. “Get the fuck off me!” she shouts as she doubles her efforts to release the grip round her. Will and I were just about ready to pop our loads when Tyrone started to let out grunts. As hard and as engaged as Me and Will both were, we could not miss this. We got off the ground and started to massage both of the guys torsos. Tyrone's white teeth and pink gums were gritting and shining in the warm sun. His movement getting more erratic, then suddenly he managed to rip Scott off and the rubber off in what seemed second in slow motion, a thunderous guttural yawp emanated from inside Tyrone. Even that is a minefield though, with the dialectical differences in the English that we speak. I feel like such a tourist, even though I'm relatively far from it. There have been moments that I have really regretted taking this job on a couple of days, but it is actually great, and I know that.So far I really haven't made any friends, but I've been asked out already. By a student though, which, yuck. What is it about me that screams slutty professor? Other than the facts that I'm slutty.