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Chapter 1 - Continue

He put his knife and fork down and appeared to be really considering something. I started to feel self-conscious at his hard stare. Finally, he appeared to have worked out whatever was bothering him. He sat up straighter and leaned across the table closer to me.

"Mrs. Lehman, may I speak freely to you, more on the level of friends instead of student/teacher?"

Now I was very curious, "Um, yes sir."

He sat back in the chair and asked, "How badly do you want to stay on next semester? What are you willing to do for that opportunity?"

"Oh I would do anything to not have to miss a semester," I said, excitedly thinking he may have thought of a solution to fix this error.

"Anything Miss Lehman?" His voice was softer and somehow held more meaning.

I was instantly aware of the charge around us. What could he be purposing?

"Um, I think so sir."

Only now, I was not as confident as I had been twenty seconds ago. Maybe he wanted to make me his love slave I said laughing to myself.

"I have a proposition for you then. How would you like to have sex with me?"

My jaw fell open. Holy shit, I was right!

Before I could respond he continued, "Of course there will be plenty of conditions and rules that would have to be followed and a contract that you will have to sign before we do anything."

Of course there would be rules, conditions, and contracts, who didn't have those in their life anymore? I started to roll my eyes at the absurdity of the whole thing, but the look on his face stopped me instantly. Oh my God, he was serious.

"Okay Professor, let's say that I agree to have sex with you and I agree to your rules and conditions, what do I get out of it?"

He sat forward again leaning on the table, "Well for starters you get me." He says with a grin and a slight blush. I had to grin back because he knew that all the girls in his class wanted him.

"Secondly, if you follow all the rules and conditions and sign the contract I will agree to pay for your coming up semester of school. I will also provide you with a place to stay rent free and your food and clothing if needed. If things are progressing to both of our mutual agreement then we will discuss doing another semester the same way."

I took a huge swallow of my drink because my throat had gone dry, "I'm not sure what to say. Um. What are some of the rules and conditions?"

He shook his head, "This is not the place to discuss this further. I will give you a night to think it over. If you are interested, see me tomorrow after class. We will then discuss it further. As I said, I want you to use this time to think about what you really want. On one hand you have me, a place to live, food, and a paid for semester. On the other hand you have a semester off, falling behind your current classmates, a full time job working at that doughnut shop all while struggling to stay in your apartment."

Well, when you put it that way I thought to myself.

He called the waiter over and had everything packed up into to go containers. He paid and dropped me off at my car.

"Think about it Miss Lehman and I will see you tomorrow."

I had been in my bed staring at the same spot on the ceiling for three hours. I kept running the pros and cons. Honestly, the pros are winning by a mile.

It felt like the longest day in history, topped off with the longest lecture in the history of lectures. Okay, it wasn't really, but I was excited and nervous about telling Professor Connors my answer.