." He whispered to himself.Once he finished taking his luggage and passed through immigration check point, he was walking so fast almost running to th...e lobby of the airport, the one who will pick him up will probably be none other than his sister, he was giddy with excitement to finally see her again.He stepped out of the main gate then all the sound and smell and sight just disappeared, as he was drowned in a trance of memory, clearly remembering everything, as he said good bye to his mom and. ” Shameless in pursuit of a desired result without the required effort to produce it, I was always dismissive of these last-minute pleaders seeking an alternative reality to the coursework they didn’t do.“Yes?” I asked in my best “What the fuck?” tone. My eyes trained downward, I wasn’t interested in even looking at who had found their way to my office.“Hello, Professor, we came to keep you company.”Before me stood two of my coed students. Their faces were familiar but the smiles they offered. "Can you still orgasm?" Alice asked with a look of concern on her face."Yes. Even when flaccid, a guy can still ejaculate. It just takes a little more effort, and it's not nearly as much fun," I explained."I don't understand. Darlene says you're a fantastic lover. How can that be if you don't get hard?" Alice asked. I heard several sisters say, "I was wondering the same thing." My goal or mission as a lover is to provide the necessary emotional and physical stimulation required for my partner. No reason for her to slave over a hot stove on a day like this. But, when he got there, the apartment was empty. He hung up his suit coat and went looking for her. Almost always, she heard him come in, but she could be deep in her studies and miss anything. She wasn’t in the bedroom; she wasn’t in her office, and the place felt like a sauna; she wasn’t in the kitchen, and nothing was cooking there, either. There was no note, and the only message on the answering machine was a phone.