Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410
Just before Christmas break was about to begin, I stopped by my Professor’s office. He was all packed up and nearly ready to head out. I tapped my little knuckles on the door frame and smiled sweetly. “Oh, Krysta.” He dropped his bag on the corner of his desk and motioned for me to come in. “What can I do for you?”
I was wearing just a tiny Lil pleated skirt and a very unbuttoned blouse. “Well, I was hoping we could talk about my grades.” He nodded and sucked some air through his teeth.