Sophie was really excited. It was a Monday and she got to lay in bed all day. She had told her boyfriend, Mark, that she wasn’t feeling well this morning so he wouldn’t bother her about going to her dreaded morning lecture. Mark was a professor in the Histories department, and Sophie was in her Masters for microbiology, they had met at the food court one day and she had been thoroughly excited to meet the 33 year old refined man when she as just a 20 year old in college. She had been in a sorority back then, and a hardcore party girl, carefree, young and a little slutty. While she was experienced with guys, boys were nothing compared to men. And Mark was her first taste of that. Sophie sighed in pleasure as she lay in bed. While the 25 year old was now a Masters student and had put her charity car wash days behind her, there was still a little bit of rebelliousness and brattiness that remained. She hated 8:30 classes, so she had told Mark she wasn’t feeling well. He kissed her deeply, brought her tea in bed and told her he would make her something delicious when he got home. She smiled wickedly after he had left this morning: she got to sleep in, get the whole day to herself AND be spoiled tonight.