For me, Winter Break started after, Bob's Psch 101 class, four days before Christmas Eve Day. Like most of the younger instructors at the college, ...Bob prefer being called by his first name rather than the more formal "Professor" or "Dr." Lately, I'd been having sexual fantasies involving him. I think every girl in his class were having sexual fantasies about him. He was six feet tall with a body that bulged with muscles. Hell, it looked like his muscles had muscles. He was a Black Belt and. She wishes he’d been in bed with her in the morning. What a strange thing to wish for. But just to talk. She doesn’t have any friends she can talk to about this. None of her friends back home can ever know. Besides, “home”? What is that anymore, anyways? All she has now is this crazy rich world. And she has him too. She smiles at the thought of him. But God, what if she is pr-. No, she can’t think about that now. It’s a lot to process, but she can’t get it off her chest because she has no one. "You can hear my voice and obey my instructions."Yes," she whispered.That single word sent a thrill throughout my body.The rest was easy, I just installed a trigger to put her back into this state anytime I wanted and put in some instructions, nothing too radical but a bit sexual."Nora," I instructed, "You will trust me implicitly, everything we do together will be fun. You know I will never hurt you."Well, you can see where this is all going; I was trying to make her more adventurous and happy. She feels as if her presence is making things unclean. The messed up bed sheets, covered in her sweat, the glaring walls soaked in her tears, her cries, her screams."I really do wan to leave from here. I feel Ive been through hell, and now, I just want to be alone."She slides off the bed, and picks her clothes up. She gets dressed again, keeping her eyes on him the entire time."Please, can we just go?"He hears in her tone of voice, something broken. So it was possible. This strong stubborn.