Review Blog: NAUGHTY OFFICE NAUGHTYOFFICE made breakfast for us, Spanish omelets, and we ate them without much in the way of serious conversation. We did talk a little bit about the assignment I'd given for the next class, however. Hillary, it seemed, was very interested in seeing what her three male classmates would have to say about the passage I'd assigned for them to read because it was the first one in which a woman played a prominent role.
"Those guys are all male chauvinists," she sniffed as we ate. "Maybe they are," I said. "You'll have to wait and see. Maybe they'll surprise you., Remember, you surprised me."
"I doubt it," she said. "I've seen the way they are with girls."
"Just give them a chance," I said.
"Yeah, OK," she replied.
While I cleaned up after breakfast, she went back to the living room and re-read the assignment. Would wonders never cease? I thought about pointing out that she'd changed quite a bit in a few days, which might mean the boys could, too, but decided not to.
It also occurred to me that I was becoming far too comfortable having Hillary here in my home - and in my bed. Our relationship had no future and was fraught with risks for both of us. And, to add to my discomfort, I also realized that since it was Thursday, it could very well be the last time she could spend the night. I was headed for the seacoast - and my family - after class on Friday and her parents were due home. I doubted that she'd be able to spend the night at my place once her parents returned home. Then, like the cherry on my sundae of recriminations, it also occurred to me that her boyfriend would be back this weekend as well.
