can. Somehow I just know you have many.”
“Too many to count.”
“The more I talk to you the less I really know about you.”
“Well then tomorrow you can ask me anything you want to know and I promise to be one hundred percent truthful.”
“Okay, tomorrow.”
“I’m going to give you my address. Let’s say you show up at five so we can talk first.”
“That sounds good.” He was more at ease now.
I reached into the front seat of my car and grabbed the spiral notebook that was on the passenger seat. I was quite sure he was checking out my ass. I turned back to him. I removed the ballpoint pen that was clipped on the notebook. I jotted my address on it. I ripped the paper from the notebook and handed it over to him.
I tossed the notebook back into the passenger seat. I reached into the middle console and grabbed my spare housekey. I handed it to him. He looked down at it.
“Here’s the key. Just come right in. I sometimes can’t hear the door when I’m upstairs. Take the key.”
He looked into my eyes and took the key from my hand. “Just show up and come in?”
“Yes, Mr. Cavil. I live alone. Do you want me to call you Jeremy or Mr. Cavil?”
“You’ve been doing a great job of interchanging the two. Selita which do you prefer?”
“I prefer Mr. Cavil.” In class, on campus and possibly in the bedroom but Jeremy works when I’m trying to get my way.
“This is strange.” He mused.
“I think it’s sexy.”
He smiled. He has really great teeth. “Until tomorrow.” He kissed me again unexpectedly. I tried to give as much as I could but his kisses stole my breath away and made me light-headed. He was an excellent choice.
When he released me. He watched me get into my car. He closed my driver’s door and raised his palm. He didn’t wave. He just raised his palm. He’s one of those people, the people that do that. I like those kinds of people.
When he got into his truck I pulled out of the lot. I’m excited. He makes me feel excited.
HOMEWORK ASSIGNMENT
I heard Mr. Cavil’s old Jeep when he pulled into my driveway. I think he needs a tune up. He entered the house with the key I gave him. This place was a little more than a house and I wondered if he would make a big deal out of it.
He slowly entered the kitchen. I manned the stove but I could feel his presence behind me. I could feel his eyes survey my body. I turned toward him as his blue eyes darted around the room drinking in the scenery.
He was wearing blue jeans and loafers. He sported a gray thermal shirt with three buttons on the front in between his pectorals. I could see his muscles in his chest. He never wore form-fitting clothes. I felt special because he had this on just for me. He had a great body but just like me he hid it. His sandy brown hair was unruly and overdo for a haircut.
I couldn’t help but to grin at him. “Did you have a hard time finding the place?”
“No, no, I know someone that lives near here.” He skillfully pushed my housekey into his front pocket instead of handing it over. He thinks I missed it but I didn’t. Clever Professor.
“You know someone that lives in Brookline?”
“Yes but they live a few minutes away. Not too close to this place.” He looked around the room. “Whatever you’re making smells delicious.”
I rushed over to him and planted a kiss on his cheek. This surprised him. I scurried around him to remove his jacket. I left him standing idle. I placed his jacket in the hall closet by the door. He was standing where I left him when I returned.
“This place is huge.”
“Um, it’s temporary. I’m here for as long as I’m in college.” I shrugged. “Mr. Cavil, make yourself at home. Dinner will be ready in ten minutes.”
He watched me walk back to the stove. “Did you furnish this place yourself?”
“No, it came this way. I just brought a few clothes from home.”
“Where is home again?”
“California.” We have a place in
“Too many to count.”
“The more I talk to you the less I really know about you.”
“Well then tomorrow you can ask me anything you want to know and I promise to be one hundred percent truthful.”
“Okay, tomorrow.”
“I’m going to give you my address. Let’s say you show up at five so we can talk first.”
“That sounds good.” He was more at ease now.
I reached into the front seat of my car and grabbed the spiral notebook that was on the passenger seat. I was quite sure he was checking out my ass. I turned back to him. I removed the ballpoint pen that was clipped on the notebook. I jotted my address on it. I ripped the paper from the notebook and handed it over to him.
I tossed the notebook back into the passenger seat. I reached into the middle console and grabbed my spare housekey. I handed it to him. He looked down at it.
“Here’s the key. Just come right in. I sometimes can’t hear the door when I’m upstairs. Take the key.”
He looked into my eyes and took the key from my hand. “Just show up and come in?”
“Yes, Mr. Cavil. I live alone. Do you want me to call you Jeremy or Mr. Cavil?”
“You’ve been doing a great job of interchanging the two. Selita which do you prefer?”
“I prefer Mr. Cavil.” In class, on campus and possibly in the bedroom but Jeremy works when I’m trying to get my way.
“This is strange.” He mused.
“I think it’s sexy.”
He smiled. He has really great teeth. “Until tomorrow.” He kissed me again unexpectedly. I tried to give as much as I could but his kisses stole my breath away and made me light-headed. He was an excellent choice.
When he released me. He watched me get into my car. He closed my driver’s door and raised his palm. He didn’t wave. He just raised his palm. He’s one of those people, the people that do that. I like those kinds of people.
When he got into his truck I pulled out of the lot. I’m excited. He makes me feel excited.
HOMEWORK ASSIGNMENT
I heard Mr. Cavil’s old Jeep when he pulled into my driveway. I think he needs a tune up. He entered the house with the key I gave him. This place was a little more than a house and I wondered if he would make a big deal out of it.
He slowly entered the kitchen. I manned the stove but I could feel his presence behind me. I could feel his eyes survey my body. I turned toward him as his blue eyes darted around the room drinking in the scenery.
He was wearing blue jeans and loafers. He sported a gray thermal shirt with three buttons on the front in between his pectorals. I could see his muscles in his chest. He never wore form-fitting clothes. I felt special because he had this on just for me. He had a great body but just like me he hid it. His sandy brown hair was unruly and overdo for a haircut.
I couldn’t help but to grin at him. “Did you have a hard time finding the place?”
“No, no, I know someone that lives near here.” He skillfully pushed my housekey into his front pocket instead of handing it over. He thinks I missed it but I didn’t. Clever Professor.
“You know someone that lives in Brookline?”
“Yes but they live a few minutes away. Not too close to this place.” He looked around the room. “Whatever you’re making smells delicious.”
I rushed over to him and planted a kiss on his cheek. This surprised him. I scurried around him to remove his jacket. I left him standing idle. I placed his jacket in the hall closet by the door. He was standing where I left him when I returned.
“This place is huge.”
“Um, it’s temporary. I’m here for as long as I’m in college.” I shrugged. “Mr. Cavil, make yourself at home. Dinner will be ready in ten minutes.”
He watched me walk back to the stove. “Did you furnish this place yourself?”
“No, it came this way. I just brought a few clothes from home.”
“Where is home again?”
“California.” We have a place in
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