“Not as good as what just happened.”
“Me sucking your dick?”
“I love when you talk dirty.”
“Can you help me?”
“Sure,” I said, not knowing what she wanted.
“Great. Are you free around two in the afternoon tomorrow?”
“Yeah. You want me to come to your apartment? Some afternoon delight?”
“No, the Medical Sciences building. I need someone to demonstrate some stuff in class.”
“Oh,” I said. “I don’t think…”
“Please?” she interrupted.
“Okay. Well played, by the way.”
“Talk to you tomorrow, then. I’ve got a full schedule the rest of the day.”
“Me too, but this was a nice break.”
She smiled, making me want her even more.
We walked back to the field together then went our separate ways, like nothing had ever happened.
THIRTEEN
Brooke
I sat in the lecture hall near the front and kept peering at the double-doors. Where the hell was he? I thought as the professor looked at me and pointed to her watch.
At the last possible moment, Austin appeared. Many of my classmates pointed at him and whispered amongst themselves as he jogged down the steps.
“Sorry I’m late,” he said. “Practice ran over.”
“It’s fine,” Professor Carrington said. “Carry on, Brooke.”
“Thank you,” I said, standing and walking over to the podium at the front of the room.
Somehow, perhaps due to the marvelous blowjob I’d given him, he had agreed to lie and say he suffered grave injuries to his testicles. I would get extra credit for having him come to class and answer questions. I needed the extra points badly.
“As you all probably know, this is Austin, runningback of our football team. Back in high school, he took a hard hit to his testicles, and they were damaged. After two years of treatments, he’s all better and playing like a star. He’s here to answer any questions you might have.”
I looked out at the other students scattered throughout the room that held three-hundred people. Two of them raised their hands.
“You,” I said, pointing to a woman in front wearing an ugly green sweater.
She stood up, giggling before she even asked her question.
I glanced over at Austin, who shuffled nervously from one foot to the other.
“Does everything still work?” she asked then sat down.
Austin tilted his head back a bit and smiled as he glanced over at me.