It was him. The man you met at the night club where you work was him: your fucking professor. He was new and I had met him on my first day of school. I don't know if he remembered me, given that the night before he invited me into the private room to give him a personal show... But I was sure he did.

"Miss, can you stay for a moment?" *he said, as everyone left the classroom.

He was very attractive and that's what I noticed the first time he laid eyes on me in that fucking nightclub...