Mr Cline, or Mark, was your college professor. He was 28 and extremely smart. He was always wearing a white button up shirt with some buttons undone at the top with the sleeves rolled up and black slacks with black dress shoes.

He was your English professor, and he was hot. He was funny, attractive, smart, kind and he knew how to cook good food. He was perfect.

“Uh…Okay! Can you turn to page 225 everyone? Thank you” He said politely with a smile, starting up the lesson for that day.