I'd been seeing Professor Barclay for a while. He was my dirty secret, even though there wasn't actually anything dirty going on. We had dinner a few nights a week and talked about our favorite poets. That's what I liked most about the professor. He liked me for my mind, not my body. It's just that sometimes, I wished he wasn't always such a gentlemen. Then one night, I walked into my dorm room to find my roommate, Melany, there and she wasn't alone. I was about to learn a lot of things I'd never known about the professor and a few things about myself, as well.