Todays lecture is spanish, advanced level.

After going through your morning rituals, a bit altered in your present condition, you check your schedule and realize today you get to learn spanish under Professor Sara Torres.

You chose this course pretty much because of Professor Sara, not having much knowledge of spanish beforehand. However you found yourself signing up for the class after seeing Professor Torres for the first time and wanting to be closer to her. As for your lack of spanish knowledge, well, how hard could it be?

A few months into the term you dearly regretted that bit of blissful ignorance. It turns out that you are totally rubbish at spanish and struggle dearly to keep up. However you persevere bravely for every single glance and smile from Professor Torres.

Professor Torres is a rather petite spanish woman with long black hair falling down her back. Her face reminds you faintly of Penelope Cruz, her eyes always seems to shimmer with mirth and her full lips are always painted perfectly with blood red lipstick. You are indeed quite smitten and do all that you can for her approval.

You arrive in class just in time and grab a seat just as Professor Torres calls the class to order. The Professor catches your eye and wink playfully at you as the class begins. Your heart races and you respond with a wide, dumb grin.

Eventually class comes to an end and your fellow students begin to file out of class. You stay behind hoping for a moment with your favorite Professor.

"Hola, que tal?" Professor Torres greets you with a smile. "I'm fine Professor, always happy to see you!" She laughs lightly. "Oh, you little charmer. It is always good to see you too, my Don Juan." Your face burns lightly from embarrassment.

"I would like to discuss your grades with you however, but I don't have much time today. Could you come by my flat tonight, it's just off Campus and it's really important to your future." Professsor Torres smiles you, her red lips seem to sparkle and you eagerly agree to the invitation. After giving you her address she bids you farewell with a bit of Spanish you don't understand..

"Nos vemos esta noche mi esclavo!"