I’m running late to meet with my British Lit professor because all of my roommates were gone this morning, so I had the dorm all to myself. But I lost track of time touching myself and ran all the way across campus to his office only to remember he asked to meet in the library. By the time I show up, I’m late, flustered, and desperate to finish that orgasm I started in my dorm this morning. Good thing my Professor is very understanding because I am entirely unprepared for my meeting–in more ways than one. Not only did I forget my essay, but I also forgot to put panties on, too. And I definitely don’t want to waste his time (or mine) so I come up with a plan to get his help.