I could see that the professors door was slightly open and all I needed to do was get into the corridor. ‘ALARMED DOOR' The sign on the door read.... ‘DO NOT USE AFTER HOURS. CONTACT SECURITY' I could see the corner of my bag hanging off the hook and I made a decision. I looked at the security camera at the other end of the hall and pushed the door open. I expected a siren or something to go off but all that happened was that the light on the camera began blinking. I made a dash for the room. “I mean imagine me going around saying, ‘What do you think, Detective Valerievna?’ or ‘See what we have here, Detective Valerievna?’ It’s quite a bit to say.”“But that is my name,” the woman says, even more confused.“I know that,” Curtis says, his smirk morphing into a full smile. “Which is why, if you insist on using titles and all that jazz, we’re gonna have to shorten that to say ... Detective Valeri...”“I am Russian,” she asserts.“Yeah... ?”“I have Russian name, not some American one.”“I. When we were alone, I used my tongue, fingers to serve Her. She had other fantasies as well. Early on she had a rape fantasy, and othersabout being tied down, wrestling, etc. I did my best to make sure these things happened to her satisfaction.-------------------------------------------------------My College Mistress - EpilogueAs I stated, that was many years ago. Once, in each of the three yearsWe were together, she would inform me I was not going to see her that weekend. She had a date. This. She is the only person I know of in the whole world who not only knows the US tax code she also understands it in its entirety."Beth, rein in your imagination. I'll explain when I get in to the store some time this afternoon. But I will tell you this; John is my lover and a whole lot more. I want you to meet him. Believe me, he is the most interesting man you'll ever meet. I have to go now, I'll talk to you later, bye." I hung up and went into John's bathroom and started the shower. I turned on.