Monday

I swiped my ID badge at the side entrance of the Health Sciences building and the light above the door handle turned green. Fitting. I knew it was "Go Time". Cheesy, I know, but I live for this week. I stepped thru the door and checked myself in the reflection of the large windows that overlook the trees lining the edge of campus. I take pride in my appearance, especially this week. I had on black skinny jeans that hugged the shape of my ass and legs, with black high heel boots that emphasized the tone in my glutes, quads, and calves. My white v-neck tee formed to my trimmed torso and showed just the appropriate amount of cleavage while accentuating my sun tanned skin. My black Ray Bans, which protected my green eyes from the glaring morning sun, now hung from the nook of my v-shaped collar which now revealed a bit more cleavage than normal. I took a deep breath, satisfied with my appearance, and turned towards the stairs leading to the basement. My classroom is the only room in the lowest part of the building, which meant privacy, which meant more freedom to "teach". I approached the dark wooden door and was greeted by the buzz of excitement. I smiled, turned the doorknob, and went inside.