Lessons Learned

Transcript

You're late, again, mmm, more like eight minutes. True, but if you add the eight minutes from today to the 12 minutes Wednesday and the six Monday that's 26 minutes of my life I've spent waiting for you this week. But hey, last week it was 33, so I guess 26 is an improvement.

Well, the best apology is changed behavior, you know, maybe spend a little less time in front of the mirror. I don't keep you that late, you have plenty of time to go home and print before you go out. And I don't think most guys your age put in near as much time and effort and they do just fine based on some of the shit I've walked in on since I started taking classes again.

I never said I found you attractive, I implied that you were high maintenance. There's a big difference. You know, you're paying me for my time whether you're here or not, but it does make me look bad if my students bomb their classes and don't end up graduating on time.

So do you have your creative writing assignment? Well, gimme. Let me serve my purpose or I'm just sitting here with my handout in a library looking like a weirdo.

What? I like physical books and I like physical papers. Plus, using a red pen is just so satisfying.

You know, instead of watching me read, you could be studying for your midterms or writing tests for your computer science assignment or learning how to set an alarm on your phone. That thing is good for more than just TikTok and Tinder, you know. Hush, I'm reading.

Be productive. Graduation is right around the corner. This is surprisingly good.

I mean, spellcheck works best when you're using the words you think you're using, but I guess ducking could work in this context if that's your thing. I'm just ducking with you, dude. Seriously, I could tell you actually proofread at this time instead of just mindlessly right- clicking on the squiggly lines in Google Docs.

Yeah, well done. Is that your sociology assignment? I told you your story was good.

I mean, the subject matter is kind of spicy for a class assignment, in my opinion, but you'd know better than me what's acceptable these days. The writing's solid, though. I may not be the best person to ask.

I don't really read romance or erotica or whatever you were going for. I'm more about murder mysteries. Wait, does your teacher happen to be a woman? Are you trying to score some extra credit or something before the final? Or just score? Because as a teacher myself, I can tell you that would be extremely inappropriate.

Well, yeah. Do you think I could afford to pay rent in this town on a tutor salary? I teach at the local community college.

This gig is for fun stuff like car repairs and a mattress that doesn't sag in the middle. Thank you. Just good genes, I guess.

But I'm still old enough to be your teen mom, probably. How old are you? Never mind, it doesn't matter.

Don't answer that. Sociology assignment? Sweet.

Let's take a look. Okay, I'd get rid of this example. Yeah, it's kind of murky and you have more than enough sources for this point.

Also, the transition to this analysis needs to be built out a bit more so that it's not so abrupt. Hey, I'm not done with it yet. Sorry about that.

Other than that, it looks. .. Oh, wait, you're using the wrong citation method.

Yeah, it needs to be APA, not MLA. Dr. Cassabry is a special snowflake.

I think she just wants to see how many people actually read her syllabus and grading matrix, which you obviously did not. I'll send you a link to the APA documentation. What? God, no, I'm not on Tinder.

No, I'm not on that one either. Did you get my email? If you're going to talk, cite at the same time.

But to answer your question, I was trying the online dating thing when I first moved here. I'm just not anymore. Too many guys just want sexting partners and hookups.

Plus, I don't have time to date anyway. I don't even have time for a dog. And knowing my look, I'd get matched to one of my students.

But you? Be young, have fun, YOLO, all that shit. Hmm.

It's just surprising. I figured a guy like you would be on all the apps. You're the cocky, chatty type.

And you seem like you're always checking your hair and clothes. I assumed it was for dates or hookups or whatever. Although I guess it's easier to meet people in real life when you're at a school surrounded by people your own age.

You done with the citations? Okay, how are your computer science assignment and psych study guide coming along? You want me to take a look? That's okay.

You can just email them to me. We still have time in our session. I can add comments in red font.

It's not the same, but whatever. Seriously? Hell no, I wouldn't go out with one of my students.

Because it's unethical for one. My students are my customers and you're all basically still children. I don't care if you can vote.

You're still a kid to me and you guys have a whole campus of your peers to hit on. Contrary to porn logic, not all older women are down to sexually mentor younger men, you know? I already have two jobs.

Wait, are you hitting on me right now? Maybe. Seriously, you can't even say it? Okay, is this, is this like a Greek pledge thing? Like, get however many points for banging a non-student or staff member or some bullshit? Because that's just, that's just gross.

Right, you just like me. Okay, let's just focus back up, shall we? This is not at all appropriate.

No, no, we're using the big head now. Give me 10 more minutes of focus. And then you can go play beer pong and find a glory hole or girl gone wild to fuck, okay? Thank you.

Hey, there. Wow. Right on time.

And you sent me your comp sci homework already. You are just racking up the good boy points today. Nothing, stupid joke.

Just been spending a lot of time with my dog. I mean, my old dog over the phone. He lives with my parents.

Do you have your assignments or not? Thank you. Yep, my weekend was okay.

How about yours? Very nice. Well, let's get started.

So there's a graduation to have a party for, shall we? I know you would still pass even if you flunk the finals, but you also want a good GPA to put on your resume, right? For jobs and any post grad work you may want to do at some point.

Okay, then. Did you finish your psych study guide? Okay.

But I thought you were doing the exam. We've been prepping for the exam. I don't think you have time to come up with an executed paper by the end of the week.

Wait, when exactly did you start it? You started a paper over the weekend. A paper you didn't have to write.

Okay. Yeah, I have to hear this. What's the topic? No, I heard you.

I just female dominance. Finally made it past blowjobs and cum shots on Pornhub, I see. No, I think you look at porn because you're a human in your sexual prime.

And because you're young and a dude. It's none of your business what I look at or if I can we get back to the paper? Do you did you print out what you have so far? Just give me that.

Okay. Okay. I have to admit, I have expected just a bunch of stereotypes and sticky pages.

I didn't say you were stupid. Look, what you have so far looks well researched. You have enough here for a good start.

I think you could make this work if you're willing to put the work in. Where are you planning to go next with it? I could, I could probably help you Google for some primary sources and some emails.

I think this town may even have a kink club from the gossip I've heard around campus. What? No, you're giving me a really strange look is do I have something on my face? What the fuck are you get up? Get up right fucking now.

What the hell are you thinking? What do you mean? What do I mean? You were kneeling in a public fucking library, dumbass.

You think no one's going to notice? I think that's totally normal. Serve me in a campus library.

What exactly? Never mind. I think we're done for today.

I'm sorry, you think you know me? No, I think those tight jeans have cut off the blood supply to your big head boy. I have not been checking you out.

That would be yes. Inappropriate. Exactly.

Oh, sure. Just for research purposes. What a bunch of bullshit.

I don't care how good you think you are. Just stop talking. Stop fucking talking.

Fine. Is this what you want? Yeah.

Holy shit is right. You wanted a femdom didn't you? Femdoms grab what they want, when they want, which is why your balls are fucking mine right now.

Don't fucking whimper. I can feel how hard you are. Unbutton your pants.

Unbutton your fucking pants. Now unzip them. Oh, now you're worried someone will see? Unlike your dumbass, what I'm doing is under a table and as long as you can keep quiet, no one will know.

So either unzip your fucking pants or get the fuck out of here. Good boy. I said keep fucking quiet.

Now spit down into my hand. There. If you don't stay quiet, and still, I'm going to stop.

Do you want me to fucking stop? I didn't think so. I didn't think so.

What? Oh, you're close already? Is the hot little college boy that pent up? Or do you just not have any fucking discipline? Always late.

Constantly fixing your hair, adjusting that ever present bulge in your pants. You know I can practically see every vein in your dick with how fucking tight those pants are. Were you doing that on purpose? Trying to get me in trouble? Oh yeah, you're going to come? Does being told what a vain little airhead you are turn you on? Go on then, college boy.

Make a fucking mess of yourself. Finish your research so you can finish your paper on what it's like to be a little, subby slut. But do it fucking quietly.

That's it. Keep your hips still, dammit. Cover your fucking mouth if you have to.

There. Now you have first hand experience. Here's some tissues.

Clean yourself up before you leave. I'll see you next week. Hey.

Not going to lie, I half expected a phone call from the university firing my ass this past week. Thanks for not ratting me out, and I'm really sorry. Okay.

Still though, that was beyond inappropriate. I'm glad it was helpful for your paper. Speaking of which, can I see it? Thank you.

You didn't go into detail about what I. .. Okay.

Okay. Good. Just making sure.

Okay. Okay. Yeah.

Good transition. Anonymous source, huh? No? Yeah.

Very clever. Yeah. Yeah.

You're almost there. What are you planning for a conclusion? Have you found a source for that perspective? Me? But I'm not.

.. Okay. Fine.

What do you want to know? Um. I guess I've known I was dominant since my senior year of high school.

Mm-hmm. Yeah, um, I lost my virginity my junior year and messed around a little after, but it wasn't until I dated this big football player. This big football player went from feeling me up in his truck to asking me to call him a good boy and telling me to hold him down and have my way with him.

And that just fucking lit me up. I tried dating vanilla or dominant guys after and finally gave up and switched exclusively to subby guys my junior year in college. Well, it's definitely not fucking easy, especially if you want more than one night.

Guys my age either don't want to admit they're submissive or only want the occasional walk on the wild side before going back to being a chest-thumping stereotype. I envy people your age. Your generation is much more open-minded.

What? No, that was a one-time thing and it shouldn't have even been that. It was a mistake.

I think I've helped you enough. Why would you help me? Help me with what exactly? Uh, you don't have to do that.

Really, I shouldn't have. .. That's.

.. Okay, we need to stop talking about this. Let's work on something else.