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How To Fuck Your Professor	By : Belladonna Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > General Views: 1877 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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With your eyes burning and thoughts of Hunt swirling through your head, you trudge across campus towards the parking lot at the rear end of the school. Addison spots you from across the green and jogs to catch up with you. She immediately spots the sheen of unshed tears in your eyes and squeezes you in a one-armed hug as you walk side-by-side.
“How does a bottle of tequila, pizza, movies, and chocolate sound for an evening plan?”
You hesitate. You feel like being alone, but when you think of sitting in your quiet apartment all night you grimace.
“That would be so nice, Addi.” You say, linking your arm through hers. “Are you sure you’re not busy?”
Addison wrinkles up her nose. “I have A LOT of homework to do. But I’ll bring it over and we can drunk-brainstorm it!”
“That’ll turn out well,” you chuckle, reaching into your pocket to grab your car keys.
Addison hops into the passenger seat and tosses her bag unceremoniously into the back of the car.
“ONTO THE TEQUILA!” Addison shouts, punching her fist into the air in front of her.

After a rather expensive trip to the shops, you and Addison stumble into your apartment carrying your books, bags, and pizza. You spread yourselves out around the lounge room, and you start on the pizza while Addison is in the kitchen making drinks. When she comes back to discover you’ve already started on your third slice, she threatens to pour your drink on your head.
“You little shit!” She laughs, setting the drinks down before aiming a light kick at your leg.
You cackle through a mouthful of pizza, and end up inhaling a mushroom, causing Addison to cackle at you in turn.
While you’re both eating you discuss the homework you’ve been assigned. Addison’s been tasked with designing a spring line, and you have to present four original songs on your next music theory class. After you’ve eaten your pizza and brainstormed your ideas, you both get out your work. Addison starts sketching models, and you flip past the pages containing your first two songs and begin on your third.

After an hour you throw down your pen and pick up your drink, downing it in one go. Addison looks up from her work.
“Movie time?” She asks.
“Definitely. I’m gonna go change into my PJs.” You realise you both forgot to pick up Addison’s things from her place. “Want my polka dot pants for the night?”
“Oh, yeah, I forgot my stuff. That’d be good, thanks.”
You change into your soft pyjama pants decorated with bunnies and a plain green tank top. When you re-enter the lounge room you toss the polka dot pants at Addison and snuggle into the blankets on the couch. Changed into your pyjama pants, Addison slides the DVD into the players and jumps onto the couch next to you, wrapping herself in blankets. You watch half the movie and eat all of the chocolate before Addison brings up Hunt.
“Do you wanna tell me what happened yet?” She asks gently. You know that she’d respect your decision to stay silent, but you find yourself wanting to open up.
You huff out a sigh. “We slept together.”
Her eyes widen in shock, but she carefully schools her expression. You tell her the whole story – skimming over the more intimate details – and a lump rises in your throat as you finish your tale.
“I thought he knew who I was,” you mutter, forcing the lump back down. “I’m so embarrassed, y’know? It was like he’d woken up to find he’d fucked the ugliest girl in town.”
“I’m sure that’s not it,” Addison protested. “It’s most likely because he’ll lose his job if anyone found out. I mean, that’s a pretty good reason.”
You nod in agreement, “I think you’re right. Y’know when he took me to his office?”
When you finish telling her about the events that transpired in Hunt’s office, Addison is looking at you with excitement in her eyes.
“Forbidden love!” She squeals, falling back into the sofa. You throw a pillow at her.
“It is not love,” you insist. “He’s just horny.” But Addison will not be deterred.
“You have to find an excuse to talk to him! E-mail him and say you need to talk about the homework! Ask him to meet you at a coffee shop!” Addison is getting so excited you think she might start shaking. “Ooooh! And then! And then you could invite him back to your plaaacee,” she says with a mischievous wink.
You suddenly feel your heart skip a beat and the blood drains out of your face.
“Oh my God,” you whisper, covering your mouth with your fingers.
Addison looks at you with concern, “What’s wrong?”
“I actually do need to talk to him about something.”
“What?”
You close your eyes. “We didn’t use a condom.”
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