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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The Return to Innocence Scene 12
Finally she removed the Pampers and laid it under Rob finally pulling it up between his legs and fastening...
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A Whole New World Scene 180
“We scwewed,” he muttered after a long silence. Rachel shook her head and gave him a reproachful look. He...
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Meg’s Transformation Scene 113
Megan had told her parents everything and so far, they had helped her. But what would they make of...
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Ellen’s Visitor Scene 86
Again James felt as if he was bouncing on a cloud with each step taken down the stairs, his...
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Eight Days of Diapers Scene 57
“Trust me,” he said. “These things hold a lot. They have, um, polymers and stuff. I learned that in...
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Sissy Charboy Apprentice Scene 30
“It’s not so bad once you get used to it.” Charles claimed. “The uniform does help me focus I...
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Little Doubting Thomas Scene 19
Mary, who had been standing with her mouth agape at the exchange, turned to Thomas and said, “Tom,...
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Redeeming Clara Scene 47
I looked at her again. A blue flowing shirt did not match the bright red PE shorts she wore....