Niccoldi lived alone in a decent-sized house not far from campus. It was walkable in a pinch, but he drove anyway. Walking was something he reserved for his leisure. He was a professor, not a peasant.
Between writing his book, preparing his lessons, grading student papers, watching television and the occasional drink with fellow faculty, Niccoldi had little problem filling his time. That was a good thing, too; had he not been so preoccupied, his loneliness might have gotten him in trouble. His wife had divorced him years ago and their daughter went out of state for college. The women who could match his intellect and achievements were stale and haughty and gray. It took young and vibrant and passionate to stoke his fire. In other words, a student.
Un Lampo di Bianco Scene 58
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Rockabuy Baby Scene 170
The baby boy played with his diaper by bringing his legs together repeatedly and giggled as he felt the...
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A Whole New World Scene 59
He looked at her with concern as he admitted, “Rachel, the toys they have here. They’re baby toys, stuff...
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Wonder Wet Lynn Scene 3 How I Learned To Stop Worrying About Incontinence
“Before the demonstration begins, are there any questions?” she asked, and looked across the sea of people for any...
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The Milk Run Scene 13
It felt so Good. Tarquin had no idea whatsoever how good wearing a diaper would make him feel/ Margaret...
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Who Wears the Pants Scene 186
Once that happens, what good is potty training? Every time he needs to pee or poop he’ll just do...
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Dante’s Infanzia 12
Re: Dante’s Infanzia Chapter 12: Lysa’s Lies. Dante sat in the stroller, eyes blank. Time and feeling had decided...
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Surrogate Scene 111
Erin’s old house had been reasonably well stocked with tapes and DVDs, but it had been a long time...
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Bad Moon Rising Scene 13
Luc opened his eyes and smiled up at her. “Yeth!” Maybe she didn’t think he was a weird...