Think it through

You get home and find yourself exhausted over the day's events. Your phone vibrates - a text from Eve - but you ignore it for now. You feel like an idiot having enjoyed the benefits of whatever Professor Miles did at the cost of losing focus of what you should be figuring out, which is how to save Eve. Your girlfriend just got finger fucked in her ass by a creep she hates but how much longer until Conner can just bend her over with impunity? Even now in this moment of despair your cock twitches at the thought. You have no allies and no leverage against Miles to get the ring off of him, no telling how or even if you could undo all of this if you did. Opening your laptop you decide to bite the bullet and type out an email.

*Hi Professor,

I gave what you said a lot of thought, and it ended up making a lot of sense. I won't get in your way. If anything, I'd like to help out, as I've found the last couple of weeks very...advantageous.

Looking forward to your response,

John*

You know this is a **** gamble but can't think of any other way out of this. Hitting send before you chicken out, you slam your laptop closed and go to play some videogames.