..The first few weeks of term are always hectic, but he lived for those times when he could knock on her office door to share information, to make sure her classes ran well and secretly, just to enjoy a few moments of her undivided attention, always careful to keep his eyes on hers, however strong the temptation to admire the rest of her...Over time the strictly professional nature of their relationship began to soften, she would talk about her c***dren, her husband and life away from the university campus. He’d always listen and try to be as agreeable as possible, always interested, always showing interest, to encourage her to continue, often asking the following day or week how this went, or that went. Then late one afternoon, something changed...He knocked on her office door, to chat about how things had gone in that day’s sessions. She was wearing a floral summer dress, opaque tights (he assumed) and expensive high heels. She often swivelled her chair around to chat when he came. By the time she reached the top of the hill, she was out of breath and suddenly wondering why she was so angry. Hadn't she practically forced Jim on Katie? Hadn't she been there when they had sex? If there was anyone to be angry with it was herself. None of this was Katie's fault. As quickly as the anger had come, it left, leaving Jenny mortified at what she had done. She turned and rushed back down the hill toward the house.When Jenny reached Katie's room she saw that the door was slightly opened. She peeked in and saw Katie packing a suitcase that was open on the bed. She was sobbing as she placed her clothes into the suitcase.Jenny quietly walked into the room. "Katie, what are you doing?" Jenny asked.Katie didn't answer and kept packing.Jenny walked over and put her arm around her friend and lover. She felt her tense. "Katie, I'm so sorry. I was totally out of line. Please don't leave." It's better if I leave," Katie said, fresh tears streaming down her cheeks. "If I stayed it.
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