My sophomore year in college was nearing the end, and I was having SO much fun. I was definitely more interested in having a good time than I was in my classes, but I was always able to do very well in my classes without putting in much effort or studying.
This spring semester was a little different though, it was my first psychology class. It didn’t seem difficult, but my grades were not what I had hoped. Part of the reason may have been that my professor was hot! He was only 30 years old, was very handsome, and even better, he was very funny, often having the class laughing out loud, especially the girls. I’m pretty sure every girl in the class wanted to fuck him.
Up to this point in my life I had realized I could get anything I wanted from men, and I needed a better grade to keep my GPA up, so I set up a meeting during office hours.