She’s way too innocent for me and I know it—and I should leave it that. If I knew what was good for me I would. But I rarely go with what’s good for me, which is why I’m sitting on a bar stool when I should be back at Penn State, grading papers. I should leave. I’m a psych professor. Ever hear of code of conduct? Yeah, well I’m violating every rule I promised to uphold...
Confessions of a Bad Boy Professor
by: Cathryn Fox